Chapter 8 Enemies meet on a narrow road
At seven o'clock in the evening, luxury cars had already gathered in front of the lobby of Mandarin Oriental Hotel on Connaught Road.

Under the night sky, a black extended Pullman slowly drove around the roundabout and stopped. A uniformed concierge stepped forward quickly, opened the back door with white gloves, and bowed slightly to greet the man, "Mr. Chen."

Liang Weining came down from the other side, and the night breeze blew across her exposed legs, bringing with it waves of coolness.

It was over 10 degrees outside, and a thin layer of stockings was not enough to keep out the cold. She regretted not changing her clothes before leaving. The big boss had said that it was enough to just show up and there was no need to be too formal.

While thinking, Chen Jingyuan also got out of the car.

The concierge led the way and led the two people towards the hotel lobby.

Chen Jingyuan glanced at the secretary beside him, who followed him quietly, with soft and indifferent eyebrows. The gorgeous light projected on her face, making her whole face look porcelain white and delicate, as if it were a fragile item.

Before entering the elevator, he unbuttoned his suit with one hand, took it off and handed it over.

Liang Weining reached out to take it, and when she put it in her arms, she heard the man whisper, "Put it on."

? ?
It took her two seconds to react.

I politely declined, "Thank you, Mr. Chen, it's not cold in here."

Chen Jingyuan glanced at her and didn't respond.

The auction was on the 17th floor, and Liang Weining unexpectedly discovered that the concierge had just pressed the number to go to the top floor.

The elevator slowly went up.

In just a few tens of seconds, we reached the 17th floor.

The elevator door opened with a "ding" sound, and the boss's deep voice came steadily into Liang Weining's ears.

It turned out that Chen Jingyuan did not plan to attend the auction in person tonight.

She went there alone, and Mr. Chen asked her to watch and buy.

What this means is that she takes pictures of whatever she thinks is good.

This was the first time Liang Weining felt so confused since becoming a secretary.

As she was stunned, she saw the elevator was about to close, so she quickly turned around and asked the man, "What is Mr. Chen's budget?"

The rest can be left alone, but this point is very important.

Chen Jingyuan looked at her calmly, his thin lips slightly parted, "There is no limit."

"."

This is even more exciting.

Liang Weining nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, I will do it well."

The elevator door closed and the man's tall figure gradually faded out of sight.

She suppressed her smile.

I felt quite panicked.

I let out a breath and walked to the venue calmly, just to broaden my horizons.

At this point in time, all the bidders have arrived.

Liang Weining found his seat, which was close to the front row and located in the center under the entire display stand.

The location here is excellent, and you can view the collection from all angles without any blind spots.

The three words "Mr. Chen" are indeed not just for show.

On the small table next to him was a brochure of items for tonight's auction. After Liang Weining looked through it carefully, he had a target in mind.

An ink painting titled "Look Up to the Lofty Mountains" and a white jade carved inkstone dating back to the Ming Dynasty.

The chairman likes to collect famous calligraphy works from ancient and modern times. These two items have both taste and style, and are the most suitable gifts for elders.

Furthermore, given the elder’s status and position, he has everything he needs.

The key lies in Mr. Chen’s filial piety.

Ten minutes later, the auction officially began.

The first item auctioned caused quite a stir.

As people raised their signs one after another, the seat next to Liang Weining, which was originally empty, suddenly welcomed its owner.

A slightly familiar smell of men's perfume wafted into her nose. She subconsciously tilted her head and her eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

Chen Shaoan?
The name on this seat.
Well, it's really a narrow road for enemies to meet.

"Second Young Master." Liang Weining took the initiative to greet him before the other party recognized her.

Chen Shaoan sat down casually. When he heard the girl's voice next to him, he turned his head boredly and suddenly met a pair of clear and gentle eyes.

His first reaction was, "Big Brother is here too?"

Liang Weining kept smiling, "Yes."

"Which one does he like?"

"Not sure yet."

Seeing the girl's joke, Chen Shaoan sneered, "Why, relying on the support of the big brother, Secretary Liang now looks down on me even more, right?"

This is serious.

Liang Weining sighed softly and explained to him in a low voice, "Mr. Chen asked me to make the full decision, but I am not sure at the moment. Can the Second Young Master help me with some advice?"

Chen Shaoan couldn't stand the innocent and harmless look of this little secretary.

It was obvious that he was the one who was always pissed off and taught a lesson by the boss. He was the second young master of the Chen family, but he was always fooled by a little girl.

Thinking of the three days of "jail", Chen Shaoan felt very depressed. If it weren't for his elder brother being here today, he would definitely get back what he had done to this young secretary a hundred times a thousand times.

Liang Weining naturally knew what the dandy young master was thinking about.

However, she didn't care.

Anyway, I'm used to it.

After a moment of silence, Chen Shaoan pointed to the number of an item in the booklet. Liang Weining looked closely and found that it was the white jade carved inkstone that she had her eyes on.

"Answer me a question honestly, and I won't fight with you tonight."

Chen Shaoan's words contained hidden threats.

If she doesn't cooperate, then she will get nothing. She won't be able to explain to Chen Jingyuan when she returns. If she can't even handle a small matter, how can she be qualified to be the chief secretary?

Liang Weining looked helpless, "Second Young Master."

Again.

Chen Shaoan turned his eyes away and asked her, "I sent you a message last Thursday night. Why didn't you reply?"

message?

Oh.

It’s that short essay in traditional Chinese.

Liang Weining pretended to be surprised, "Second Young Master sent me a text message?"

When it comes to acting, she has some talent.

While Chen Shaoan didn't say anything, Liang Weining said, "I set my phone to automatically block harassing text messages, but I didn't expect it to be so blind."

As the girl spoke, she turned on her phone, called up the settings interface, held the screen in front of Chen Shaoan, and said sincerely, "Second Young Master, just click and you can cancel it."

Chen Shaoan:
Obviously, this answer was not enough to satisfy the young master.

"I'll give you one last chance."

Chen Shaoan's tone was impatient. Just as the bidding for the third lot, "High Mountains to Look Up to," began, he glanced at the girl next to him, then calmly shouted, "Twenty million."

Liang Weining's heart was shocked.

This guy actually targeted her two objects at the same time.

Every time she raised the sign tonight, she was representing Mr. Chen.

In terms of financial resources, Chen Jingyuan has the upper hand.

But for an auction item, the executive director of China and Hong Kong actually allowed his secretary and his younger brother to openly compete for it. This was a loss of status and magnanimity.

But if Liang Weining directly gave up "High Mountains to Look Up to", then she would only have the white jade carved inkstone as her last choice.

It was obvious that Chen Shaoan would not let her succeed easily.

We are now in a dilemma.

Whether she raised the sign or not, it was her dereliction of duty as a secretary.

Liang Weining wanted to greet his whole family, but when he thought that the whole family also included his boss, he gave up.

In less than a moment, the price of "High Mountains and Admiring Minds" had been raised to 30 million.

Seeing Chen Shaoan's confident look, Liang Weining curled her lips slightly, "Second Young Master is so impressive."

The young master raised an eyebrow, "What is this."

Seconds after the words were spoken, someone raised the price to thirty-two million.

On this basis, Chen Shaoan added another three million without much concern.

The opponent continued to report, "Thirty-six million."

Chen Shaoan was about to raise the sign when he was interrupted by the girl.

Liang Weining reminded softly: "For a contemporary ink painting, this price is already the limit."

“The limit of a painting depends on the person, not the painting itself.”

He did not ignore the admiration in the girl's eyes, and Chen Shaoan felt very pleased with this.

So, before the opponent raised the price, Chen Shaoan simply raised the bid for 50 million in one go.

Fifty million? !

When the bidders around heard this number, they all looked towards the source of the sound.

At first glance, it was the second young master of the Chen family.

This is not surprising.

The second young master is well-known for his romantic nature in the upper class circles of Hong Kong. I wonder which beautiful lady he is spending so much money tonight to make her smile.

50 million to buy a contemporary work.

Tsk.

It really proves the saying that stupid people have a lot of money.

(End of this chapter)