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Chapter 98 Antique Master
Upon seeing this, Song Yan quickly took out his business card and handed it over with a smile: "President Chen, my surname is Song, and I am You An's uncle."

Chen Fei was a smart man. He hesitated for a moment before taking the business card but didn't look at it. He just nodded slightly.

He then extended an invitation to Song Youan: "Come with me, I'll introduce you to Elder Dong."

Song Youan composed herself and saw Chen Fei gentlemanly extend his arm to her. Song Youan pretended to take his arm, and the two of them left Song Yan behind.

"What's going on? Why is your uncle here too?" Chen Fei asked in a low voice.

Song Youan rolled her eyes in exasperation: "How should I know? Wasn't this appreciation event organized by you guys? If I had known he was here, I wouldn't have come."

"What's wrong? Don't you get along with your family?" Chen Fei asked curiously.

Song Youan glanced at him sideways and snorted coldly, "Don't treat me like family with him."

Chen Fei nodded in understanding, and as he passed by the trash can, he casually tossed Song Yan's business card in without even glancing at it.

Seeing this, Song Youan smiled with satisfaction.

In the center of the hall, an elderly man with white hair, dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, was surrounded by a crowd. He was examining a small, rusty bronze cauldron, and the onlookers were also carefully appreciating it. People nodded and exclaimed in admiration, praising it as a fine piece.

"This is Elder Dong, a leading figure in China's antique world," Chen Fei whispered in her ear.

Song Youan nodded and asked directly, "What's your background?"

Chen Fei was slightly taken aback, then smiled: "Miss Song wouldn't be trying to use this opportunity to build connections, would she?"

Song Youan looked around innocently and asked, "Aren't the others the same?"

Chen Fei couldn't help but chuckle, then nodded: "Most people have this thought to some extent, but no one has ever spoken their thoughts so directly like Miss Song."

"Then why are you laughing at me?" Song Youan pouted.

Chen Fei looked down at her, and the pleasant fragrance of Song You'an's hair wafted to his nose, making him somewhat infatuated.

"Mr. Dong is a well-known philanthropist in China. The Dong Group is not only one of the top in China, but also ranks among the top ten in Asia. However, Mr. Dong is getting old and now he focuses on antiques and charity. He has long since handed over his family business to his descendants."

"But whether in the business world or the antique world, Mr. Dong's prestige and status are unshakable."

Song Youan nodded in surprise: "Is Dong's Audio-Visual Entertainment also part of their family?"

"Yes."

“I remember when Cheng Xianhe first debuted, she was signed with Dong’s Entertainment.” Song You’an looked up at Chen Fei and said directly, “That time we met in the Huafei Industrial Park office building, wasn’t the person next to you Cheng Xianhe?”

"You recognized her?" Chen Fei was slightly surprised, but admitted, "It's her. Her newest studio is right across from yours."

Song Youan blinked. Chen Fei thought she would continue to ask, but Song Youan didn't gossip any further.

If Cheng Xianhe really is Mr. Chen's secret girlfriend, then her revealing the truth will only embarrass and put Mr. Chen in a difficult position, which is unnecessary.

She was curious about their relationship, but she didn't necessarily need to know, since it had nothing to do with her.

"This is a bronze tripod from the late Northern Liao period, which was probably used for burning incense."

At this moment, Mr. Dong spoke up. He was an expert in the field and had collected countless treasures. He could tell the authenticity of most antiques just by looking at them.

He spoke eloquently about the Northern Liao bronze cauldron in his hands, his speech and thoughts remaining remarkably clear even at nearly eighty years old, captivating Song You'an, a complete novice. Song Yan, squeezed to the outermost edge, listened intently, but his eyes kept darting between Song You'an and Chen Fei.

Seeing her naturally linking arms with Chen Fei, although this was a common etiquette between opposite sexes in high society, Song Yan was even more certain that the relationship between Song You'an and Chen Fei was unusual.

Song Yan's company has also been involved in the engineering field in the past two years. If he could get in touch with Chen Fei and cooperate with him in the future, it would be a great thing for him.

He was just unsure of how far Song Youan and Chen Fei's relationship had progressed. If President Chen was just playing around, his idea probably wouldn't work out.

But then I thought, the fact that he could bring Youan to such a private and high-class occasion, could it also indirectly show that Youan has a certain weight in Chen Fei's eyes?

After all, he couldn't deny that his niece was indeed beautiful, and it wasn't surprising that a rich man loved her.

Thus, Song Yan couldn't help but feel eager to try his hand at it.

"Yuan, have a drink."

Song Youan was listening intently when a glass of orange juice suddenly appeared in front of her.

She glanced impatiently at Song Yan, who had squeezed next to her, and said, "You drink it yourself."

Chen Fei also noticed that Song Yan had followed. Considering that Song You'an was someone he had invited, and not wanting her to have an unpleasant experience, he led Song You'an through the crowd to the front.

Chen Fei held a high position among these people, and everyone consciously made way for him.

Approaching Elder Dong, Chen Fei whispered to him, "Elder Dong, this is Miss Song, whom I mentioned to you."

Upon hearing this, Old Master Dong's eyes lit up, and he greeted Song You'an, "You must be Miss Song? Afei often mentions you to me, and I didn't expect you to be as young as he said."

Song Youan smiled slightly, her mouth as sweet as honey: "Grandpa Dong, just call me Youan. I was completely engrossed in listening to you talk about these things just now."

Upon hearing this, Old Dong chuckled and beckoned to the two of them, saying, "Come, come with me, I have something good to show you."

Seeing this, the people around followed suit. That's how appreciation events are; everyone takes turns bringing out their best items to broaden our horizons. There aren't many rules.

Usually, Mr. Dong would reveal his treasures last, but today he took the initiative to bring out his good stuff first.

Upon arriving at the sofa area, Mr. Dong's bodyguard carried a nanmu wood box, which alone was worth tens of millions of yuan.

When the box was opened, inside lay a piece of Hetian white jade the size of a human head.

"Wow!"

"What a huge piece of jade!"

"It has plenty of water content, and this large piece is completely free of impurities."

"Mr. Dong, is this jade from modern times or an antique?"

The onlookers were all amazed. Everyone had seen Hetian white jade before, and even if it was old, it wasn't a rare treasure to them. But they had never seen anything as big as a human head before.

I've never even heard of it before, let alone seen it for the first time.

With a kind and benevolent smile, Old Master Dong personally carried out the Hetian white jade before slowly saying, "This thing is from the Great Zhao Dynasty, and it is over nine hundred years old. It was hard to come by, and my son went to great lengths to buy it."

I took a day off yesterday, hehe.