The son-in-law who has returned for thousands of years

Watching Bai Rao leave in a taxi, Xu Ping returned home without thinking too much, ready to wash up and go to sleep.

He changed into his pajamas and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Just as he put the toothbrush in his mouth, the phone in his pocket rang.

"It's late at night, who is it?"

He glanced at his phone and found that it was An Ke calling, so he spat out the toothpaste out of frustration and connected the call.

"Mr. Xu, did you disturb you?"

An Ke's brisk voice was significantly more lively than the previous few days, presumably because An Gangfeng's health gradually improved, and the burden on his heart was much lighter.

Hearing the girl's oriole-like voice, Xu Ping couldn't get angry, so he had to say helplessly, "It's okay, what's the matter?"

"Tomorrow Yawan will hold an antique auction, are you interested?"

An Ke paused, and then continued: "It is said that it is an antique auction, but in fact, there are often some magic weapons and spiritual objects in it, and there are not a few of them."

When she saw Xu Ping's move to exorcise grandpa, she vaguely felt that Xu Ping's technique had a trace of real energy running!

Although she had never seen Xu Ping perform martial arts, she still regarded him as a practitioner in her heart.

So when she learned that there would be an antique auction tomorrow, she notified Xu Ping immediately.

Xu Ping rubbed his chin, thinking that he had been out of reincarnation for so many days, and it was time to embark on the road of cultivation.

As for whether this antique auction can produce really good things, it all depends on God's will.

He believed in his own eyesight, and if something good came out, it would never escape his eyes.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Chu Jin looking at him suspiciously from the corner of his eye, so he could only lower his voice and say, "Okay, you don't need to pick me up tomorrow, I'll just go there."

He hung up the phone, and Chu Jin immediately leaned forward, with a cold light in his eyes, and said, "Who called you, wasn't it the pretty policewoman?"

Xu Ping's expression froze, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't underestimate this woman.

"No, a friend invited me to dinner."

After reluctantly fooling her, Xu Ping thought that he hugged Bai Rao just now and touched her beautiful legs and waist all over, and felt a little scared in his heart.

It seems that we must be more careful in the future!

……

The Yawan clubhouse is located in a secluded corner of Donghai City, hidden between layers of buildings, it is difficult to find it unless someone guides the way.

But if someone is lucky enough to come here, he will be shocked by the astonishing number of luxury cars parked in front of Yawan Clubhouse.

This is the top gold selling cave in the East China Sea.

Today, the number of luxury cars parked here is a bit more, and most of them are calm and restrained models such as Bentley and Cadillac.

After all, those who are interested in antiques are older people. Of course, there are also some juniors who join in the fun and drive their arrogant sports cars here.

Xu Ping reported An Ke's name to the security guard, and entered Yawan clubhouse smoothly.

In the resplendent hall, all the tables and chairs were removed and replaced by glass showcases with marble bottoms.

All kinds of antiques are placed in the display cabinets for all guests to watch closely.

It is said to be an auction here, but in fact there is no such process as an auction. For any exhibit that you fancy, everyone gathers together to discuss the price, and finally one person buys it.

At auctions, two people who had a good relationship with each other would often turn red because of the bidding, and end up feuding.

Everyone is a respectable person, and there is no need to hurt your friendship because of a plaything.

Therefore, these upper-class people in the East China Sea prefer this method to the auction.