Zhou Chengshen felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. He kept mumbling: "It's bad, it's bad. I said it's pie in the sky. It turns out it's for Yang Zhengyu. But Mr. Jin, you have to go to him to give it to him directly."

He can just make a phone call, so why come to my place again?"

Zhou Chengshen hurriedly walked to his son Zhou Zhuoqing's office.

Zhou Zhuoqing is lying on the big office chair playing with his mobile phone, as comfortable as a bird in flight.

When he saw his father entering the office, he sat upright with a happy face and asked, "Dad, is there anything wrong?"

Zhou Chengshen's face turned red, "Bad thing, Mr. Jin came to us specifically to see Yang Zhengyu's auction."

"What? Yang Zhengyu's auction is for that newspaper?" Zhou Zhuoqing was stunned for a moment.

After a long time, he was shocked and said: "Then if we drive him away..."

Zhou Chengshen had an angry look on his face, "It's all your fault for having such a bad idea, it's going to cause us misery."

Zhou Zhuoqing was about to burst into tears, so he said, "What if he doesn't come in the end and wastes his time all afternoon?"

Zhou Chengshen's face changed drastically, "Nonsense, hurry up and find a way to remedy it."

Zhou Zhuoqing quickly picked up his cell phone and called Su Tongtong, "Su Tongtong, where are you?"

Su Tongtong was driving at this time, and his voice when answering the phone was tepid.

"Didn't I say that my company still has things to do, so I have to go back and deal with them."

Zhou Zhuoqing said hurriedly: "Sister, please help me and let Yang Zhengyu come back. We will add a link for you and put his newspapers up for auction."

"What do you mean?" Su Tongtong listened and lowered the speed.

"You come back first." Zhou Zhuoqing said.

"You tell me what's going on, or I won't go back."

Zhou Zhuoqing glanced at Mr. Zhou and said bravely: "Oh, I didn't expect that Mr. Jin would come to read his newspaper."

"Ah!" Su Tongtong was stunned at first, and then laughed loudly, "Then what will you do if you drive him away? Hahahaha, who asked you to drive him away."

"Sister, now is not the time to laugh, please help me." Zhou Zhuoqing was extremely anxious.

Su Tongtong said with a smile: "I have such a proud person and a lot of skills, you can't underestimate him. I just give you a call, I'm not sure I can do it."

"Thank you! I'll treat you to dinner another day." Zhou Zhuoqing hung up the phone.

The two looked at each other.

I was speechless for a long time. It was originally a perfect thing, but how did it end up like this? It was such a mess.

Mr. Zhou said: "This way Su Tongtong will know that we lied before."

Young Master Zhou said: "Ignore this for now, call the people back first. We will talk about the rest later."

There is a jewelry shop, a calligraphy and painting shop, and a stone and jade shop on the street.

Yang Zhengyu looked at it, but there was nothing he wanted to buy.

After walking for three months, Yang Zhengyu's cell phone rang violently.

I took out my cell phone and the caller ID showed an unknown number.

Yang Zhengyu didn’t answer the question since he didn’t recognize him.

As a result, the WeChat voice also rang.

When I opened it, I saw that it was a voice call from Jin Yutong.

Yang Zhengyu answered the phone, "Hello? How are you?"

"Is it Brother Yu? You said you wanted to participate in the exhibition, why didn't you come in the end?"

"Ah, what do you mean?" Yang Zhengyu laughed, "I heard from the organizer that if you don't like my collection, you won't ask me to come."

"What's going on?" The voice over there was very strange, "We have never said that."

"That's weird." Yang Zhengyu smiled.

You can probably guess what's going on.

It must be the Zhou family and his son who have opinions about him.

Yang Zhengyu said: "You should be busy, I have taken up the thread. I am busy picking up leaks here."

"No, I came here just to watch your auction. What should I watch if you leave?" Jin Yutong said.

Yang Zhengyu asked strangely: "How did you know that I was going to be auctioned?"

"The live broadcast room, Brother Yu." Jin Yutong was excited, "Other fans can't, but I can find you."

Yang Zhengyu smiled and said, "You are awesome."

"Are you coming back?" Jin Yutong asked.

"It's hard to say, it depends on how they invite me." Yang Zhengyu sneered, not giving them a good look this time.

"Okay, then I'll wait for your news. If you don't come, I'll leave immediately."

Jin Yutong also speaks very seriously.

Yang Zhengyu understood what she meant. It seemed that Mr. Zhou and the others had indeed messed up the matter.

They are the ones who are anxious now.

Yang Zhengyu, don’t worry.

He said: "Okay, let's hear our news later."

Yang Zhengyu hung up the phone with a smile.

Then wander leisurely on the street.

Soon there were calls from unknown people calling him.

Yang Zhengyu didn’t pick up at first.

After waiting for three rings, he clicked the green answer button.

"Who?"

"Is it Brother Yu? I'm Zhou Chengshen."

"Oh!" Yang Zhengyu hid in the shade under the tree, "What's the matter?"

"Well, we made a mistake. It turns out that Mr. Jin wanted you to come to our auction." The voice on the other end of the phone was apologetic. We made a mistake, and we apologize. Can you come back?"<

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Yang Zhengyu looked at the sun in the sky, "It's hard to say, the weather is too hot."

"Shall we send a car to pick you up?"

Just as Yang Zhengyu was about to answer, four or five people gathered together under the shade of a tree on the roadside, including old men and middle-aged people, playing chess.

The voice was loud and noisy.

The red team is taking the check.

Black is an old man with a slight bald head, touching his chin and unable to make a decision.

The situation is very critical, and all the old men watching are making suggestions.

Yang Zhengyu stared at the chessboard.

A voice came from the microphone, "Hello? Hello?"

Yang Zhengyu did not answer but hung up the phone.

The system gives prompts for the chessboard in front of you.

"Qing Dynasty wooden chessboard, authentic"

The chessboard has been used for a long time and is stained with patina. It may have been a white wood color at first, but now it has turned into a brown color.

Yang Zhengyu came to the side and squatted next to the old men.

Several fierce-looking people stared at him when they saw the uninvited guest.

Yang Zhengyu squatted next to him, "You guys are playing chess."

The dark-faced middle-aged man holding the red chess piece had a sharp look in his eyes and glanced at the people next to him.

The dark-faced middle-aged man placed a sign at his feet.

A few big words were written: "100 yuan a game."

He suddenly realized.

It turned out to be a chess trick.

This kind of deception is usually a chess game that is sure to win.

At a glance, you can easily win.

But after you actually enter the chess game, you will find that there is a 9.9% probability that you will lose.

Over the years, this scam has become less popular.

Probably because young people are not chess enthusiasts.

Yang Zhengyu glanced at the old man playing chess, who was the one who was deceived.

He looks about 60 years old.

He was holding a white snakeskin bag in his hand.

Wearing military green cloth shoes on her feet.

A pair of weathered hands holds the chess pieces.

His appearance easily reminded Yang Zhengyu of his relative, the second uncle.

My family has little income, so I work on the construction site.
Chapter completed!