There was a red sign hanging on the door of the room.
On the sign were three letters.
"VIP"
Looking at these three English letters, Zhao Yiming clenched his fists tightly, and the blood vessels on his neck were faintly visible.
"VIP room! How could Zhang Xuan, that loser, be worthy of entering such a VIP room! What's even more hateful is that I'm not allowed to enter!"
The one he had once despised so much had now become a person of high status, which made Zhao Yiming even more furious!
Not reconciled, Zhao Yiming snorted coldly.
"Siyao, let's go to the auction hall and wait. I want to see what good things that poor loser Zhang Xuan can take out today!"
...
At this moment, in the VIP room.
The box in Zhang Xuan's arms had been placed on the table.
However, the blanket covering it had not been removed.
Leng Ningshuang frowned her beautiful eyes slightly.
"Could this guy really have something good? Why is it still in the box!"
And Song Ying'er, with her slender figure, was looking Zhang Xuan up and down.
"Judging from his appearance, he doesn't look like a rich person either!"
"Not to mention, he's quite handsome. This guy is really lucky to have become Sister Shuang's boyfriend."
"If Lin Tianyi of the Lin Group knew about this, he'd be furious!"
"Could this shabby-looking guy really have something good? Looking at this blanket, it's probably a bedsheet taken from the dormitory!"
Just then,
Song Kaiming, wearing a gray suit and holding a magnifying glass, looked at Zhang Xuan with a smile.
"Xiao Zhang, if you don't mind, I'll inspect the goods first."
Zhang Xuan waved his hand.
"Uncle Song, it's only natural. Please go ahead and have a look!"
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on what was under the blanket.
Song Kaiming carefully lifted the blanket.
The box made of small-leaf red sandalwood of starburst quality immediately came into everyone's sight.
The next second, everyone present shrank their pupils and their faces were full of astonishment.
Everyone present was either rich or noble, and they were naturally no strangers to small-leaf red sandalwood.
Leng Ningshuang's rosy lips curled up slightly.
"Small-leaf red sandalwood, and it's of excellent quality. With such a large volume, it's probably worth several million!"
"Didn't expect this poor guy to really have something genuine!"
At this moment, Song Kaiming's eyes were shining brightly.
He murmured softly.
"It's real, top-quality small-leaf red sandalwood!"
"And it's an old piece, with a history of at least several hundred years!"
"Big brother didn't lie to me!"
Song Kaiming stretched out his big hand, tremblingly opened the box, and carefully observed it with a magnifying glass.
The next second, Song Kaiyuan's whole body trembled, and the bright light in his eyes became even more dazzling.
The hand holding the magnifying glass couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"What a waste! It's really a waste! It's actually a whole piece of small-leaf red sandalwood!"
"To carve such a rare treasure into a box! It's simply outrageous!"
The corner of Zhang Xuan's mouth twitched.
"I'm still here. You're talking about my ancestors like this. Be careful they come to settle scores with you!"
Hearing Song Kaiyuan's words, Song Ying'er and Leng Ningshuang's faces also changed dramatically.
They all gathered around!
"A whole piece of small-leaf red sandalwood! There's actually such a thick small-leaf red sandalwood in this world! It's simply a miracle!"
"This! What kind of family could this be? To carve such a rare treasure into a box!"
Extreme excitement made Song Kaiming's old face turn red.
"Xiao Zhang! I'll arrange for this thing to enter the auction right away!"
"The starting price will be 20 million! If it fails to sell, I'll buy it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Ningshuang beside him also chimed in.
"If it fails to sell, I'll offer 50 million!!"
Listening to these astonishing numbers, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but feel a bit dizzy.
This was normal. A poor college student who had at most a thousand yuan in his hand suddenly had 50 million. Anyone would be confused!
Zhang Xuan took a deep breath.
"It's all up to Uncle Song to arrange!"
With Zhang Xuan's permission, Song Kaiming tremblingly picked up the box.
He had an urgent yet careful and conflicted look, fearing that Zhang Xuan would regret it and also afraid of dropping this rare treasure.
Song Ying'er looked at Zhang Xuan with a teasing expression.
"You're Sister Shuang's boyfriend. You've got something!"
"But being Sister Shuang's boyfriend, money is just a number to you!"
"Alright! The auction is about to start. Sister Shuang, take him over there!"
After throwing out a sentence, Song Ying'er swayed her plump and rounded buttocks and turned to leave.
Only Leng Ningshuang and Zhang Xuan were left in the entire VIP room.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room became strange.
Zhang Xuan took a deep breath.
"Um, thank you for what happened just now!"
Leng Ningshuang smiled charmingly and gave Zhang Xuan a flirtatious look.
"You still know to thank me. It's not like when you took advantage of me just now."
Even though he had already had an in-depth interaction with the stunning beauty in front of him, seeing that charming expression, Zhang Xuan still felt hot all over.
"Vixen! This woman is a vixen!"
"If it were in ancient times, she would definitely be a beauty who brought disaster to the country and the people, just like Daji!"
Zhang Xuan scratched his head awkwardly, just about to explain something,
when that charming voice came again.
"Alright! Let's forget about what happened before!"
"Now, let's hurry to the auction to see how much your box can be sold for."
"One of the guests today is a big shot who collects rare woods. Maybe he'll give you an unexpected price."
After throwing out a sentence, Leng Ningshuang swayed her alluring back and slowly left.
That snake-like curve, the rounded and plump buttocks, made Zhang Xuan feel even thirstier.
"Vixen! Vixen!"
"She just said to forget about what happened before?"
"Forget it! I only have three months left. Now is not the time for love affairs!"
"In the apocalypse, without strength, there's no point in talking about feelings!"
With his thoughts firmly in mind, Zhang Xuan quickly followed.
...
At this moment, at the auction site.
The auction hall was two hundred square meters in area, brightly lit everywhere, and magnificent.
However, there were only a few dozen seats.
At this moment, Zhao Yiming and Fan Siyao were sitting on the seats at the back.
Nearly twenty people were already scattered in the seats in front of them.
Zhao Yiming leaned slightly towards Fan Siyao.
"Siyao, look..."
Feeling Zhao Yiming's approach, Fan Siyao frowned her willow-like eyebrows and moved to one side.
Noticing Fan Siyao's movement, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Zhao Yiming's eyes.
"Damn it! Siyao didn't resist me before."
"It must be that damn Zhang Xuan who angered Siyao and she hasn't calmed down yet!"
At this moment, Fan Siyao was still immersed in her own doubts.
"What on earth happened? Zhang Xuan, that bootlicker, dared to betray me!"