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Chapter 603

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Jian Yiling followed her mother and Wen Nuan to a quaint building deep in the capital.

In the deep alleys of the capital, the owner of such a building had a very special identity and background.

If the Jian family came by themselves, they wouldn't be able to enter the building.

The Wen family had some connections in this area. And thus, Wen Nuan and Jian Yiling were able to enter today.

Of course, Wen Cheng had originally invited his sister and niece to watch the show.

Wen Cheng smiled and said to Wen Nuan and Jian Yiling, "If you like anything, just tell me. I'll buy it for you."

Wen Cheng was very generous and willing to spend money on his sister and niece.

Wen Nuan looked at Cai Qinyue and Wen Ruo before she said: "Brother, I'm fine. Why don't you buy it for sister-in-law and Wen Ruo? If I want to buy anything, I have all the money for the books. "

Who was in charge of the Jian family's money?

Wen Nuan was in charge of the family's money.

Jian Shuxing was in charge of the company's money.

His sons and daughters were in charge of their own money.

The smile on Cai Qinyue's face was hard to squeeze out.

Her husband was more considerate to his sister than his wife, and more generous to his niece than to her daughter. How could she be happy?

When they arrived, the entrance looked desolate and deserted. There was no one there.

It was an antique building with a peeling paint plaque hanging on the door. The words "Cai Ningxuan" were written on it.

A plainly dressed old man was standing at the door, holding a pipe in his hand.

The building and the people in front of him looked very old, as if they had traveled through time decades ago.

Wen Cheng went forward to talk to the old man. "Old man, what's going on in there today? Dingjun Mountain or Jiafang Cao? "

The old man raised his head and gave Wen Cheng a sideways glance. Then, he lowered his head and continued smoking.

"Mt. Dingjun," Sir System replied.

"Alright, let's go in and listen for a while."

And thus, Wen Cheng asked Jian Yiling and the others to follow him.

There were a few burly men behind the door, but they didn't stop them.

The conversation between Wen Cheng and the System was a code. If it was right, they could enter, but if it was wrong, they could not.

Inside, it was still decorated in an antique style and was filled with a classical aura.

It was as if he had traveled to ancient times.

However, it was only at first glance. In fact, it was full of modern equipment, surveillance equipment, infrared sensors, and everything else.

Inside, a young woman in a cheongsam came to lead the way.

The structure inside was very similar to the teahouses and theatres of ancient times.

There was a large hall in the middle of the hall, and to the north of the hall was a stage.

The first floor was the main hall, and the second floor was a circle of private rooms. The windows of each room faced the stage.

He followed the woman in cheongsam to the reserved room.

In the room, there was an old-fashioned square table and a few armchairs.

Wen Cheng smiled and explained to the four women, "In a while, the stage will bring out some good things. The things here can be real or fake, and it all depends on your eyesight. There are high and low prices, and there is a lot of gambling involved. It's no less than gambling on stones."

It was similar to an auction, but not exactly the same.

The price would be cheaper than the ones sold at take-out auctions, but there was no guarantee that it was genuine.

It was more of a gamble.

The Wen family was well aware of the depth of the antique industry.

Because the Wen family had a long history of learning, they had done a lot of research in this area. Up until now, Wen Cheng had never failed.

Wen Cheng looked at Wen Nuan. "Sis, let's compete today."

Wen Cheng and Wen Nuan had been influenced by their families since they were young, so they were very good at appraising antique calligraphy and paintings.

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