Zhong Qi found the sight rather funny.
"So you got in, Master Xiao, while that father and son got thrown out instead. That's hilarious."
They were nobodies. Xiao Yu could not be bothered to stoop to their level.
Outside the Auction Hall, the father and son were utterly bewildered.
"Son, what happened? What did you do? Why did they throw me out too?"
"Dad, I didn't do anything! That damned con man Xiao just happens to know the owner of this Auction House!"
"What rotten luck! Let's go home!"
"I can't let this go. I'm going to wait here for him. Once that son of a bitch comes out, we'll find another chance to catch him."
"Fine, we'll wait for him! The two of us are getting that money back today, no matter what!"
Naturally, the little incident at the entrance did nothing to affect Xiao Yu's mood.
At Wang Qin's enthusiastic invitation, they took seats right at the front.
Rather than the owner of an Auction House, she seemed more like a waitress.
She was positively enthusiastic about serving them tea and water!
But the sight left the wealthy bosses around them practically staring their eyes out of their sockets.
They whispered among themselves, speculating endlessly.
"Holy shit, who's that guy? He's got four stunning beauties with him, and even the gorgeous Boss Wang is waiting on him hand and foot. Is he a prince from some country?"
"I heard Boss Wang call him Master Xiao. I wonder what he does. Maybe he's a top expert in calligraphy or something!"
"Damn, man. That kid's so young, yet he gets treated this well. He's really something."
"Who gets to sit in the front row besides corporate presidents worth over a hundred million or top collectors? Ah, the younger generation