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"Mr. Zhu, excuse me, I have an important guest to attend to," Ye Jue said, quickly rising from his seat with a polite yet slightly apologetic smile.
Zhu Zhan, sitting opposite him, also appeared restless upon hearing this. The two were the organizers of this luxury yacht auction and undoubtedly the leading figures in the business circles of their respective cities. Every decision they made and every move they took could stir significant waves in the commercial realm.
"Just in time, I see another important guest arriving. Mr. Ye, please," Zhu Zhan replied.
Zhu Zhan was known for being easy to get along with, always presenting himself in a calm and approachable manner. However, one should not underestimate him; the forces behind him were equally formidable, capable of commanding respect in the business battlefield.
Rumors suggested that Zhu Zhan and Ye Jue became top players in the city so quickly because they each had an unfathomable power backing them up in secret cooperation and support. Yet, these were merely rumors. Ye Jue was unaware of the vast influence hidden behind Zhu Zhan, just as Zhu Zhan was oblivious to the astonishing background that Ye Jue possessed.
Their collaboration this time was of great significance—not only for the successful hosting of an auction but also for fostering a more harmonious development among the business families of both cities, optimizing resource allocation for mutual benefit.
The two walked side by side out of the tea room, their strides steady and powerful as they headed toward the auction hall.
"Mr. Zhu, is your guest also heading to the auction hall?" Ye Jue asked as they walked, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
"Yes, it seems that all the important guests we are looking for are there," Zhu Zhan replied with a slight tilt of his head.
Though their expressions appeared calm on the surface, their hearts were already in turmoil. After all, their boss had arrived unexpectedly; chatting leisurely while he was present could lead to dire consequences if he were displeased.
Why hadn’t their boss informed them about his visit? This surprise was quite alarming. Did they do something that displeased him?
With these thoughts racing through their minds, they unconsciously quickened their pace, their hearts rising into their throats.
At that moment, in a luxurious room with floor-to-ceiling windows, Chi Mu Jiu was intently focused on the auction hall below, her eyes wide open as she feared missing any details of the next item to be auctioned.
Her gaze was filled with curiosity and anticipation as she immersed herself in the upcoming auction segment.
Beside her sat Du Heng, calm and composed, his posture elegant like a perfect sculpture—serene yet enigmatic, making it difficult to discern his true thoughts and emotions at that moment.
Just then, the third item was carefully wheeled out by staff members. Under the bright lights, it radiated a dazzling brilliance—undoubtedly a genuine treasure.
"Do you like this?"
Du Hengyan raised an eyebrow slightly as he looked at Chi Mu Jiu, his voice deep and magnetic.
Chi Mu Jiu shook her head without hesitation. Although this item was genuine, it wasn't worth as much as the one displayed in their living room, so she didn't want it. Her tone was firm, and a hint of scrutiny flickered in her eyes.
Hearing this, Du Hengyan couldn't help but smile slightly, finding it amusing that this little one was quite picky. "If you like things like this, I have plenty more for you to choose from."
His words carried a hint of indulgence.
"Really? Are they yours or gifts from some rich lady?" Chi Mu Jiu turned her head, her gaze filled with skepticism and teasing.
"Why do you always bring up these irrelevant things? Are you that jealous?" Du Hengyan chuckled helplessly and shook his head gently.
"How could that be!" Chi Mu Jiu gritted her teeth, deliberately elongating each word to express her dissatisfaction.
"How could it not be?" Du Hengyan replied, reaching out to gently ruffle her hair, his touch tender and affectionate.
Though both were wearing masks, Chi Mu Jiu could still sense something unusual in the depths of Du Hengyan's eyes, which were as profound as a bottomless abyss.
"You wouldn't really have fallen for me, would you, Du Hengyan?"
For some reason, Chi Mu Jiu blurted out this question, and as soon as the words left her mouth, she felt a surge of surprise and her heart raced.
Du Hengyan didn't answer; instead, he swiftly pulled her onto his lap with a domineering motion.
"What do you think, darling?"
His voice whispered in her ear, laced with a hint of intimacy amidst the crowd.
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