In a teahouse along the Pearl River in Guangzhou, the heat of the South is booming, and Tang Feng is sitting alone in a window seat, tasting a pot of Longjing.
After receiving a call from Liang Yunjie in Shenzhen, he agreed on the time and place to meet, and Tang Feng was unable to rest and immediately rushed to Guangzhou by car.
Tang Feng looked at his watch, it was eight o'clock in the evening, and Liang Yunjie had not yet appeared.
It was raining outside the window, the whole Pearl River was shrouded in thick rain and fog, Tang Feng stared out of the window, slowly, slowly. . . ... The window glass showed a grim-faced face, that face-that face was clearly the horror of Qi Ning's death.
Tang Feng rubbed his eyes hard, the face on the window glass disappeared, and the window was still a dark rainy night.
"You've been waiting a long time, young man." Liang Yunjie finally arrived, stood at the table, stretched out his hand, arms are still so pale, thin, stiff.
Tang Feng ignored Leung Yunjie's right hand and asked coldly, "Did you come from Hong Kong in the afternoon?"
"Mmm! I've been delayed for a while at the library, so I'm only here now." Liang Yunjie retracted his right hand somewhat awkwardly.
"What do you want to do with me, tell me!" Tang Feng asked bluntly.
Liang Yunjie sat down opposite, was silent for a moment, and said, "I heard that the auctioneer named Qining died?"
Tang Feng stared at him and sneered: "Are you pretending to be confused on purpose, or are you really just knowing?"
Liang Yunjie frowned and said, "What do you mean by that?"
"What do you mean? Don't you know? Why did Qi Ning jump to suicide for no reason? The only reason I can think of is the last auction he hosted, and it was at that auction, because of one of his anomalies, that you got that strange jade screen."
Tang Feng deliberately pointed the suspicion directly at Liang Yunjie.
"Do you suspect that Zininin's death has anything to do with me?" Liang Yunjie, who has been very calm, began to appear excited.
"Aren't you worthy of doubt?"
"You have to have proof, young man, and don't spit on people." Although Liang Yunjie tried to lower his voice, he became more and more excited.
Tang Feng: "Evidence? Okay, let me ask you, the blonde woman you bid with on the day of the auction has clearly raised the card, Qi Ning also clearly saw, but he still fell the hammer, after the hammer, the beneficiary is you, what do you explain this? And the day after the auction, you went to receive the lot, why did you lose your mind and almost hit the revolving door? Not long after you left that day, Jining died!"
Liang Yunjie was startled, stood up sharply, reached out to point at Tang Feng, and said, "You follow me!" You... ... What's your purpose?"
Tang Fengdao: "Who has time to follow you, I am to handle a few lots of handover, meet you."
The teahouse was very quiet, Liang Yunjie had just spoken loudly, stood up again, and immediately attracted the attention of other tea guests.
He sat down, lowering his voice, but still in a stern tone, "Why the hell are you following me?"
Tang Fengdao: "If I had the intention to follow you, I wouldn't have given you a hand when you were about to hit the revolving door."
Liang Yunjie did not speak, staring directly at Tang Feng's face. The wind looked at him calmly.
After a while, Liang Yunjie relaxed his nervous expression and asked, "Young man, can you tell me that this uninvited jade screen, why are you willing to bid 800,000?" If you're interested in it, why don't you compete if you only make one price?"
Tang Feng said what he said to Wang Kai last time and told him again. Liang Yunjie listened, his face was full of unexpected looks, said: "Spend 800,000, just to relieve an unknown auctioneer?"
Tang Feng shook his head and said, "It was to relieve him, but at the same time he bought an antique." Don't say that the antique is only worth 100,000 words, in my eyes, antiques have no monetary value, they only have historical value, craft value. In terms of monetary value, it's not worth 800,000 or 800 bucks to buy it. "