As a follower, Tang Huan must be ineligible to go up and shake hands with Mr. Fu. But Han Qinghe seems to lack the ability to greet outsiders.

So at the moment Mr. Fu walked over, Tang Huan stood behind him very consciously.

No matter how joking is, Tang Huan is of course not interested in dealing with Mr. Fu. What's more, he even deposed Mr. Fu's closed disciples. The other party wanted to let himself disappear immediately. How could he be friends with Tang Huan and have fun together?

"Qinghe, thank you very much for supporting you." Mr. Fu was serious but said very politely. "I have heard that you don't attend public places easily. I've been considering that this time I've got a big advantage."

Han Qinghe said lightly: "You're welcome."

There was no extra words after that.

Mr. Fu seemed to have known Han Qinghe's temperament for a long time, and he didn't beat around the bush and said straight: "Actually, your mother still cares about you very much. During this period, I have talked to me about you."

When Han Qinghe heard this, he was no longer as dull as before. He asked, "My parents are the president of the university, and you are a member of the society. How did you talk together?"

These words are mysterious.

Even Tang Huan, an outsider, heard what Han Qinghe meant, let alone Mr. Fu himself.

A big man who is quite afraid of even the eldest sister of Baicheng. Whether his wealth is innocent and how complicated the relationship between black and white is is an obvious question.

But at this moment, Han Qinghe clearly questioned Mr. Fu. How could a hooligan get along with the university president?

Is it because you, a hooligan, that you want to turn back to justice, or is it because your hooligan, who was dragged into the water?

Tang Huan couldn't help but give a thumbs up secretly.

This big star's temper is really stubborn.

Even big guys like Mr. Fu can question them in person. They really have the style of my brother Huan in the early years.

"Your mother and I have been friends for many years." Mr. Fu said calmly. "It is reasonable to talk about my younger generation, right?"

Mr. Fu's reaction was not as arrogant or arrogant as the boss. On the contrary, there was a bit of indulgence from the elders.

But is this really the case?

Not necessarily?

At least judging from the arrogance and domineering nature of Mr. Fu's disciples, Tang Huan did not believe that Mr. Fu himself was a kind elder. The attitude he showed at this moment was probably intentional, and even had a purpose.

Han Qinghe looked plain and said something dull: "You're right."

Mr. Fu's face changed slightly, but he still maintained the magnanimity of the elder. He pursed his lips and said, "Maybe in the near future, our relationship will be closer. Xiao Han, whether it is to treat friends or elders, your attitude is not very correct now."

"Oh." Han Qinghe said concisely and turned to Tang Huan and said, "I'm a little bored, accompany me to the balcony to have a breath."

After saying that, she left directly.

He did not give this powerful Mr. Fu any face at all.

What a weirdo.

Tang Huan twitched the corners of his mouth, but he felt very appreciative in his heart.

He is not the kind of guy who thinks it is dull. The more he twists Han Qinghe, the more interesting he finds it. In life, it’s better to be casual. If he can twist it a little more, it will be even more exciting.

Accompanying the big star to the balcony, Tang Kongfeng lit a cigarette.

After holding it in for too long, he didn't care whether Han Qinghe liked it or not. He took a few sips comfortably: "Miss Han, I admire you more and more."

He said sincere words.

Like Han Qinghe, he doesn't like to be restrained by anything. That's why he forced his kiss, and that's why he beat Molin.

No matter whether he has a strong background or not, no matter whether he is as powerful as the sky. If you dare to provoke Brother Huan, no one will have a good ending.

In the past few years since he returned to China, Han Qinghe was the first one who made Tang Huan feel like he was terrible.

This feeling is very good, and Tang Huan finds it becoming more and more interesting to do things for Han Qinghe.

"You don't need to appreciate it." Han Qinghe turned slightly and said with a expressionless face. "We only need to cooperate with each other. Don't we?"

Tang Huan laughed silently and nodded, "That's right."

After a moment of pause, Tang Huan suddenly asked curiously: "Are you really not afraid of revenge when you treat them like this?"

"I didn't break the law and didn't harm anyone. Who am I afraid of taking revenge?" Han Qinghe asked back. "What I fear is that I often have a ghost in my heart. I have done something wrong."

Tang Huan couldn't help but give her a thumbs up: "Your views are really stable."

"Your flaws?" Han Qinghe asked.

“—”

This woman has a very poisonous mouth.

No matter what she said, she always had ten thousand kinds of counterattacks. And she didn't have any duplicates.

It seems that talented people are more tactful than ordinary people. Otherwise, they will not be able to create a masterpiece.

Han Qinghe took a breather on the balcony and left intentionally.

"Not good?" Tang Huan persuaded him. "It's only been a few minutes. If you leave like this, Lingtang will always be embarrassed."

After a pause, Tang Huan laughed and said, "It's not too late for us to leave after auctioning a few things. Moreover, this is the first time I have participated in such a big scene."

"You will be annoyed in the future." Han Qinghe said without refusing.

"That's hard to say. Maybe I'm born to get used to the upper class life?" Tang Huan grinned.

Han Qinghe glanced at him sideways without saying anything.

This guy has a big heart and is shameless enough. He is such a weirdo.

Both parties have exactly the same evaluation. Is this a fate?

Even in Han Qinghe's mouth, it's probably only a bad fate.

The big guys didn't communicate with each other for a long time. After all, it was for Mr. Fu's face. The charity auction is the theme of tonight.

At about 8:30, the auction officially started.

Skip all the complicated details and not mention them, the first one auctioned was a blue and white porcelain. People with vision could tell at a glance that it was genuine. However, genuine blue and white porcelain is not uncommon on the market, but it is rare to reach the height of this piece.

The starting price of 30,000 yuan is not high. But with Mr. Fu's words, the guests were still very proud of their face and called them to 100,000 yuan before stopping.

The second one is a landscape painting, which is the work of a living painter. It may be because of good business operations or the level is really high. It has a very good reputation at home and abroad. It is said that his debut work has been priced at nearly 50 million yuan. This is a huge blow to many painters who have passed away.

The auction items in front were just small fusses, and the real finale was the angel's tears.

What really touched the guests here was this legendary diamond.

"I believe everyone has been looking forward to this angel's tears for a long time." The auctioneer smiled. "This was also something that Mr. Fu took a lot of effort to get. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is worthless. I don't know who will become this lucky person tonight and have this precious gift with blessings."

Tang Huan sat down, glanced a few times, then turned his head and asked, "Miss Han, do you want it?"

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I am ashamed that I can’t write Chapter 5 anymore. Please update it tomorrow.
Chapter completed!