Jiang Luo spent two days with his parents in Haizhou City and then returned to the provincial capital to go to school, which solved the serious troubles between Jiang Ming and his son, and he was not worried that his parents would suffer another accident.

At noon, Yang Xue did not ask Zhang's mother and Luo Churan to help, and cooked a sumptuous meal alone, bought a bottle of red wine, and poured a glass for everyone when the meal started.

"Jiang Luo, I have to avenge my great revenge, and it depends on your help. I will remember your great kindness to me for the rest of my life." Yang Xue raised her wine glass, her big eyes were shining with sincere feelings.

Jiang Luo quickly raised his wine glass and smiled and said, "Sister Yang, you are too polite. If you hadn't witnessed, that calf Jiang Yun would not have been able to go in easily."

Yang Xue took a big sip of red wine, and the bright red wine stains overflowed from the corners of her lips and accidentally sprinkled onto her pure white shirt, adding a little bit of beauty.

"I won't say much about thanks. You are a young master and you have nothing to lack. I think it's redundant to be an old mother for you, so I only have one way to repay you."

Jiang Luo's heart moved, hoping that Yang Xue would say something to her, but she was afraid that she would say that. After all, Luo Churan was at the dinner table, what should I do if I caused a misunderstanding?

"I plan to go to the frontier to teach and repay the society. This can also be regarded as repaying your kindness. I hope to cultivate more good children who distinguish right from wrong and have a sense of justice." Yang Xue smiled freely.

Jiang Luo also smiled, and another glass of wine came, and said solemnly: "Sister Yang, you are such a hero in the girls. I support your decision. If you need it in the future, just a squeak, and I will support you immediately."

"Come on, let's do one."

This time, even Luo Churan’s grandson and Zhang’s mother raised their wine glasses to congratulate Yang Xue together.

As a teacher at a key university, Yang Xue published several papers in her early thirties. As long as she survives for a few more years, her associate professorship title will be in her pocket sooner or later, and her future will be bright.

But her sister's death made her heart cold, and staying in this city was also a torment for her.

Jiang Luo didn't want to persuade her to stay, but just hoped that she could get out of the shadow as soon as possible. Changing the environment is a good thing for her.

After a few drinks, everyone sat down to have a meal, but the doorbell rang quickly.

Zhang's mother hurried over and opened the door, and saw a strange man in his thirties standing outside the door.

"Sir, who are you looking for?"

The man said in harmony: "In the name of Mr. Qiao, I invite Mr. Jiang Luo to attend the auction this afternoon."

Jiang Luo finally remembered this and asked, "When will we set off?"

The man looked up at the table and said, "It's not busy, it starts at three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's not a little while now."

Jiang Luo smiled and said, "It seems that I can go after dinner. Brother, you come here to have a few drinks."

The man shook his head and refused politely, "Thank you for your kindness, I've had lunch."

Jiang Luo pointed to the sofa and said, "Oh, then please sit down first."

The man was not far away and walked over to sit on the sofa, with his waist straight, completely in line with the four words of sitting upright. He looked like a well-trained bodyguard.

Although there was a stranger, everyone was still in high spirits and continued to talk and laugh.

After dinner, Jiang Luo followed the man to the auction.

Twenty minutes later, the man parked his car in front of a luxurious building and said respectfully: "Mr. Jiang, we are here."

Jiang Luo blinked in disbelief and said in surprise: "Isn't this a private museum?"

This building has six floors, one to three floors is a private museum opened by an overseas Chinese. The visit is scary. Jiang Luo has been there with his friends before. There is not a single antique inside, all of which are ceramics and paintings by some artists.

The fourth to sixth floors are private clubs. To put it bluntly, this building is a social place for the upper class and cannot be afforded by ordinary people.

"That's right, the owner is Master Qiao's friend." The man got off the car and opened the car door for Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo originally thought the auction was set up in a very hidden place, but unexpectedly came to the downtown area. He was a little confused and didn't ask much, and walked directly with the man.

There are more than 30 seats in the wide hall, and a red table more than one meter high is set up directly in front of it.

According to the man's instructions, Jiang Luo sat in the middle of the last row, looked around and found that more than ten people present were all local entrepreneurs.

He thought that all the monks participated in the auction were monks, but he didn't expect that Mr. Qiao invited a group of rich people. Could it be that these rich people were also monks?

He quickly overturned this idea because no matter how well the monk hides, he still has an elite aura on his body, unless it is a evil way like the Five Ghosts in Shanxi.

However, not only did these old men not have the elite aura, they were even panting even after walking a few more steps.

There are more and more people. There are more men and fewer women present, more elderly people and fewer young people. Several ladies are all famous local business women.

Jiang Luo rubbed his temples and couldn't help but wonder, since Mr. Qiao knew that he was a monk and gave him a valuable jade plaque, why did he invite him to attend such a gathering of rich people?

Suddenly, a pair of outstanding young men and women walked slowly from the door with their hands in hand. The man was wearing a formal suit, and the woman was wearing a flowing evening dress with her breasts half exposed, which was sexy and seductive.

The two of them were very sensational when they appeared, and more than 20 rich men stood up to surround the pair.

"Young Master Ye, you are here. I am sorry for your failure to welcome you." The boss of Ocean Real Estate Company regarded himself as the owner of the auction and flattered the man in suit.

"Mr. Ye, the dog is also studying at Siberik University. You are your junior. If you have time, can you teach him a few words of experience on WeChat?" The boss of Tianyuan Hotel is smarter and wants his son to get close to others.

No matter what they said, the man in the suit responded with a smile and slowly walked towards the first row.

Jiang Luo looked up and was a little shocked. He was not unfamiliar with this pair of good people. The woman was the princess Yuan Zining in the provincial capital social circle, and the man was Ye Tiancheng, a son of a political family in the capital.

Jiang Luo has never been with them, but after all, there are a few rich second-generation bad friends who are familiar with their dynamics.

Before Yuan Zining sat down, she blinked at Jiang Luo specifically.

This action is very subtle, but it cannot escape Ye Tiancheng's golden crystal fire eyes.

"Zi Ning, do you know that handsome guy?"

Yuan Zining said lightly: "His name is Jiang Luo. He had a conflict with Xiaohao a few days ago, but it was just a trivial matter."

"He is also a member of the circle?" Ye Tiancheng was very unfamiliar with the name Jiang Luo, but he remembered a second-rate boy named Jiang Yun.

"No, his father is the richest man in Haizhou City and he is also ranked first in the provincial capital, but he never gets involved in the circle."

"Oh", Ye Tiancheng looked at Jiang Luo out of curiosity, but quickly withdrew his gaze and thought proudly that he was far less handsome than me.
Chapter completed!