C12 What Do You Mean by Attacking First?

In the box next door, the auctioneer kept his head down, his eyes fixed on his toes, not daring to look at the man on the sofa.

Qi Rann waved at the person in charge and said, "Go and do your work. There is no need for you here."

The person in charge quickly bent down and went out. When he went out and touched his head, he found that it was full of sweat.

Qi Rann turned on the display screen in the room. The display screen began to play the catalogue of today's auction items.

"Sir, there's an auction item today. See if you want to make a move." Qi Rann clicked on the display screen and the screen stopped on a painting. "This is Mr. Wen's last work."

In order to maintain its mysteriousness, the painting could not be opened yet.

Moo Chengfeng, who had been resting with his eyes closed, immediately opened his eyes. There was a violent atmosphere around him. His gaze was fixed on Luo Lie. "You haven't found him yet?"

When he mentioned Mr. Wen, Moo Chengfeng naturally thought of his treasure.

Luo Lie was in great pain. He had let her escape again and again. He did not know what the trash under him did.

"Sir, we have found out the car that lady took away, but we have not seen anyone yet. Luo Lie did not dare to say the rest of the words. Because Moo Chengfeng's gaze turned cold again.

Qi Rann explained for Luo Lie, "I heard that the Yen family in Feng City is very close to the Xiang family. It was the Yen family's car that took lady away. Sir, you don't have to worry."

Luo Lie thought to himself that this grandson of Qi Rann was saying nothing. How could Sir not be worried? At this moment, he just wished that he could just put her in his pocket.

However, his Sir had already eaten lady clean. Luo Lie now admired Moo Chengfeng from the bottom of his heart. What was the meaning of taking the initiative to attack first?

Moo Chengfeng was doing this to attack first! But there was nothing else he could do. Otherwise, Moo Chengfeng would have snatched her away and raised her by himself.

In fact, Qi Rann also knew that Moo Chengfeng was about to get angry. He braced himself and said, "Sir, Boss Yeh and Young Master Fei are ready. We must not make any mistakes here."

Before Moo Chengfeng could get mad, Qi Rann quickly said, "I heard that Mr. Wen's last piece was his favorite when he was alive. If you buy it and give it to lady as a gift, she will definitely be very happy."

Moo Chengfeng's expression relaxed.

Luo Lie secretly admired Qi Rann. Otherwise, he wouldn't be Mr. Mu's brain. He had a brain. Anyway, I don't have it. Otherwise, I wouldn't be scolded all the time.

At this moment, Luo Lie's phone moved. He took a look at the message and widened his eyes. He looked at the room next door in surprise. It was fate!

"Sir, lady is... right next door." Luo Lie quickly said, thinking that he could save his life now.

Moo Chengfeng's eyes became deep. "Go."

Luo Lie turned around and left.

In the next room, a waiter was delivering a drink. He put a micro listening device under the table.

Moo Chengfeng put on the Bluetooth earpiece and Xiang Bei's flattering voice came from inside.

"Qingzhou, this fan is so beautiful. It was used by a certain imperial concubine before. " I saw the introduction that the painting was made by a famous artist. They kept it a secret. I would like to see which famous artist it is... Qingzhou, look at this blue and white porcelain jar. It is so big that it can be used to raise fish. Qingzhou, do you like this brush washer? It suits your temperament very well. "

Qi Rann and Luo Lie discovered that mister's handsome face was becoming colder and colder, and his killing intent was heavy.