She never expected to run into Jiang Xiaocha and Du Ziteng again today—the same two people she had met in the strawberry greenhouse last time.
The moment she sat down, Jiang Xiaocha began looking around and immediately met Ye Chen and Su Ningwei's eyes. She recognized them at once, and remembered the humiliation she had suffered in the strawberry greenhouse.
Though Jiang Xiaocha did not dare say anything aloud and could only turn away as if she had not seen Ye Chen and Su Ningwei, she secretly thought that Du Ziteng had to win the best rough stone later. She would use it to bolster her pride and recover the dignity she had lost last time.
Du Ziteng settled into his chair without recognizing Ye Chen and Su Ningwei beneath their bucket hats and masks. Instead, he glanced several times at Liu Qianqian, clearly taking an interest in her.
Before long, the auction officially began.
Today's auctioneer was none other than Chen Yarong, president of Guardian Auction House and the goddess of the auction world, who could effortlessly switch between multiple languages.
Chen Yarong was lovely, dressed in a sky-blue qipao embroidered with black bamboo. Her long black hair was pinned up, and she exuded effortless elegance and composure.
It seemed this batch of rough stones really did contain some good pieces. No wonder even Liu Qianqian had come in person.
"Ladies and gentlemen, good morning! Today's dedicated rough stone auction now begins." After Chen Yarong's multilingual welcome, the auction officially commenced.
Soon, two staff members carried the first jade rough stone onto the stage and set it on the display platform.
A small portion of the stone's outer skin had been polished away, and a window had been cut into it, exposing a small patch of imperial green jade.