My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"Well, how's the auction going?"

Yang Feng asked.

Birrell was a little helpless and said: "I sent people to catch the person behind them, but the things were not recovered, and according to them, it seems that someone had cut off the beard."

Birrell's Chinese dialect is very good, and he can already use vocabulary like "Zhehu".

But after he finished speaking, Zhao Zhuwei obviously glanced at Yang Feng.

Because she heard the conversation between Yang Feng and Song Fei before.

And she also knew whose hands it was.

Yang Feng looked calm and said, "Well, then the auction is cancelled?"

"No, they urgently transferred some high-end antiques from other places, but it requires some time for identification and procedures, so the auction will be postponed for two days, and the auction will be held at the same time the day after tomorrow."

There was also a hint of helplessness in Birrell's tone.

He did try his best to search, but he couldn't find the missing cultural relics.

Moreover, this auction has already gathered so many people here, it absolutely cannot be canceled just because it is canceled.

So they used the fastest speed to borrow some top-notch auction items and put them together in this auction.

After hearing this, Yang Feng nodded and said, "This is a very good idea."

"But Mr. Yang and the others may need to stay here for two more days."

"It's okay. There are free meals anyway. Now that you're here, can you pay for it?"

Yang Feng asked with a smile.

Birrell laughed and said, "Mr. Yang, just order it, it's mine."

His bold look made the people next to him a little stunned.

These people all know the strength of the Birrell family.

But I didn't expect that Birrell would show such humility in front of a Chinese.

After having a meal here, it was already past four in the afternoon.

Yang Feng returned home by car, just in time to feel the sunset here.

Inside the manor.

The villa yard above the pond.

Yang Feng and Zhao Zhuwei had just returned and found that Zhao Guofeng and Qiu Yuexiang at home had not returned yet.

"What about uncle and aunt?"

Yang Feng was a little strange.

Biler smiled and said: "They said they won't go out to play for a long time, and they want to go to Bacheng. I brought them a translator. They will be fine in Bacheng. Don't worry, Mr. Yang."

"My parents are really good at shopping. It's been a day."

Zhao Zhuwei looked at the time, and it would be night in a while.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

Yang Feng had no choice but to say: "Forget it, since the two of them are interested, let them go and play. Anyway, the auction won't start until the day after tomorrow."

"Yes, Mr. Yang, are you interested in playing some activities? I can have someone arrange it for you."

"What's going on?"

"golf?"

Birrell asked.

He pointed to a golf course next to the back mountain and said: "There is my private course here. If you are interested, you can go there and play at any time."

"A poor person like me is more suitable for some low-end sports. Is there any badminton?"

"Well...how about tennis?"

"Forget it, stay home and lie down for a while."

Yang Feng was speechless.

Birrell still didn't know much about Yang Feng, but since he said so, he immediately asked someone to arrange dinner.

Stay home.

Yang Feng could see the afterglow of the sun setting outside.

For him, these are things that he rarely looked at seriously.

in the hall.

The sun outside has slowly set.

Yang Feng leaned against the sofa, lying on it, looking at the sky and scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

After a long time, he suddenly felt a pair of hands dangling in front of his eyes.

"Why are you still watching?"

Zhao Zhuwei's voice came from the side.

Yang Feng became more awake and turned around to find Zhao Zhuwei sitting cross-legged next to him, looking at him with big eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Yang Feng asked.

"Don't I think you are weird?"

Zhao Zhuwei muttered and said, "You can be so mesmerized even when the sun sets."

"I just didn't have any idea about time before, and I always wished that time would go faster, but when I think about it carefully, time always seems to pass faster than I imagined."

Yang Feng showed some emotion.

What he was recalling in his mind was his journey over the past few months.

Looking back, I think that half a year has passed since I obtained the superpower.

In the past, he even expected time to pass quickly, but now he always hopes that time will go slower.

Because there always seems to be something approaching me.

Zhao Zhuwei thought Yang Feng was strange, tilted her head and said, "Why are you so sentimental all of a sudden?"

"Stop talking, what were you doing outside just now?"

"Hey, I found that there were a lot of fish in the pond, so I caught one and gave it to us as dinner."

"Caught one? You?"

Yang Feng had a somewhat doubtful expression.

Zhao Zhuwei's expression was a little stiff, and her tone gradually softened as she said, "It's all thanks to me, even though the nanny helped me catch him."

"It's almost there."

Yang Feng nodded.

Zhao Zhuwei was a little depressed and said: "You are not interesting at all, why don't you let me brag?"

"Okay, let's get ready for dinner. Aren't your parents back yet?"

"No, I'll call them and ask."

Zhao Zhuwei picked up the phone.

As soon as the call was connected, the sound of live singing came from the other end.

Zhao Zhuwei was a little strange and said, "Dad, where are you? Why do you seem so noisy?"

"We were in a bar, listening to a local starlet singing."

"Huh? Bar?"

"You guys eat dinner first, your mother and I ate outside."

Zhao Guofeng hung up the phone.

Zhao Zhuwei looked confused and stared blankly at Yang Feng opposite.

"It seems they went out to play a lot today."

Yang Feng was helpless.

Zhao Zhuwei was a little unhappy and said: "You are still going to a bar at any age, and he keeps saying that he won't let me go, so he secretly takes my mother there. It's not serious at all."

"Okay, if you're really worried, let's go check it out after dinner."

"Okay, but he didn't say where."

"Bilel asked the translator to follow them, you should know."

Yang Feng said, looking around a little strangely, and said, "By the way, where is Birrell?"

"He said that the family had something to do and he went back temporarily. It is estimated that he will not be back until very late."

"Where's the butler?"

"Let him let the butler go."

"..."

Yang Feng was a little confused.

Don't you occupy the magpie's nest?

In their manor, now she and Zhao Zhuwei are really the only ones left.

Zhao Zhuwei looked nonchalant and said, "I'll go to the kitchen first to see if the nanny has prepared the food."

"Okay, let me check my phone and see the call I missed just now."

Yang Feng picked up the phone casually.

It was very quiet today, and no one called to harass me.

However, after Yang Feng casually opened his circle of friends again, he saw a message that reminded him of memories...