Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 497 Taking Strong Action - Refusing to Disrupt the Situation
"I wonder how Aning is doing," Wu Xie said subconsciously.

Fatty Wang looked at Wu Xie, sighed softly, and patted his shoulder to comfort him, saying, "Don't think about it anymore, that woman isn't right for you..."

"I didn't..." Wu Xie's face flushed slightly as he stammered an explanation, only to be interrupted by Fatty.

"Alright, stop explaining. Let's swipe our cards and go in while there are still a lot of people. Remember, this card can only be used once," Fatty Wang whispered to Wu Xie, putting his arm around him.

"Understood." Wu Xie nodded.

When Wang Pangzi and Wu Xie used fake ID cards to sneak into the New Moon Hotel, Gao Dongxu, with the stunningly beautiful Huang Yanyan in his arms, took the elevator to the third floor.

The interior is decorated in a Chinese style, with carved beams and painted rafters, exuding an antique charm and luxury.

Led by a female waitress in a cheongsam who was specifically responsible for receiving him, Gao Dongxu and Huang Yanyan arrived at the door of a huge private room. The room had a carved screen door, which was even larger than the main entrance of the hotel. Above the door was a carved elm wood plaque that read "Cuiwei Residence".

"Mr. Gao, Ms. Huang, this is a special arrangement made for you two by our boss. Please—"

Gao Dongxu simply smiled faintly and nodded, then put his arm around Huang Yanyan and lifted the three or four layers of coral bead curtains to go inside. He immediately smelled the scent of sandalwood.

Inside was a large space with a high ceiling and crystal chandeliers. The surrounding pillars were all carved. Below was a large round table, and a screen was placed to temporarily block the view of the stage.

Huang Yanyan came behind the screen and stood outside, looking down from the observation deck at the bustling first-floor hall and the magnificent stage in the middle. She smiled and said to Gao Dongxu, "It doesn't look like an auction house, but more like a theater."

Gao Dongxu, with his arm around Huang Yanyan's slender waist, smiled and looked down at the entire scene. Just then, he saw Sheng Shengman, who was wearing a white modified cheongsam, look up at them, smile, and nod in acknowledgment.

Listen to me, you truly live up to your reputation!
Gao Dongxu frowned slightly, nodded to Sheng Shengman, then flipped his right hand behind his back, revealing a hexagonal bell, which he shook three times.

At this moment, Sheng Shengman, whose hearing was fully alert, froze on her pretty face. Her eyes glazed over, and she felt a moment of dizziness. Her delicate body swayed a few times, and she almost fainted.

"What's that sound?" Huang Yanyan asked, frowning, feeling annoyed at the ringing.

Gao Dongxu, having put away the hexagonal bell and given Sheng Sheng Man a lesson to stop her from eavesdropping, laughed and said, "The wind chimes are ringing, aren't they? Let's sit down and order something."

"Ah."

As the two sat down, Sheng Shengman, who had regained her senses, was now deathly pale, her beautiful eyes wide, her forehead and back covered in cold sweat, and she looked at the observation deck where Gao Dongxu was with lingering fear.

She didn't know what methods the other party used. After hearing the three rings, she almost lost consciousness. Realizing that this was a warning from the other party, she immediately hurried to find Yin Nanfeng.

"Good heavens, no wonder my grandpa said he didn't want to be ripped off. The cheapest tea here costs 1,800 yuan a pot, plus a 10% service charge... This is a real rip-off."

Huang Yanyan sat on the mahogany dragon-carved chair and flipped through the menu. The more she looked, the more surprised she became, and she couldn't help but complain in a coquettish voice.

"Hehe." Gao Dongxu chuckled upon hearing Huang Yanyan's complaint. "Two pots of tea, two servings of nuts and pastries, please."

"Okay." Huang Yanyan pressed the service bell, and soon a waitress in a cheongsam came in.

After the waiter left, Huang Yanyan squinted her beautiful eyes and scanned the balconies of the private rooms on the second and third floors to identify the guests who had come today.

“Liuli Sun is here too,” Huang Yanyan suddenly said.

"Who is Liuli Sun?" When it comes to the list of heroes in the capital, I really can't compare to Huang Yanyan.

"This guy is a big shot. I heard his family owns an investment company overseas. They used to deal in glass beads, but somehow they got rich and became big shots. My grandfather said that his house is full of treasures. He doesn't care about ordinary things at all. He only shows up when there are really top-quality items. A few years ago, in Beijing, he was a trendsetter. If he appeared at an auction, it meant there were good items there." Huang Yanyan pointed to the third-floor private room diagonally opposite and introduced it to Gao Dongxu.

Gao Dongxu looked in the direction and saw that the other person was about sixty years old, a thin old man with a buzz cut and white hair, playing with two walnuts in his hands, and his eyes were particularly bright.

"In the private room across the hall, the woman who looks like a woman is Xie Yuchen, the chairman of Ryan Rochard Auction Co., Ltd."

The elderly lady with a full head of white hair in the next private room is the famous Huo Xiangu, and the beautiful woman standing next to her is Huo Xiuxiu.

Huang Yanyan continued to introduce everything to Gao Dongxu as if she knew it by heart, which surprised Gao Dongxu a little.

Looking at the young and beautiful Xie Yuchen, Gao Dongxu's lips twitched. As expected, he was a disciple that Er Yuehong had taken a liking to.

Then I looked at Huo Xiangu, an elderly woman with a full head of silver hair, who was drinking tea. She was wearing a purple Tang suit and her face was as white as snow.

This whiteness isn't sickly; on a young girl, it would be stunning. But on an old woman, with not a single age spot, completely white, with white wrinkles and silver hair, the first impression is eerie, as if she were carved from jade.

Just as Gao Dongxu was looking at her, quite abruptly, she looked up at him, and their eyes met. In that instant, Gao Dongxu frowned slightly; he was certain that the other person was no longer a normal person.

Corpse Beetle Pill!
Gao Dongxu couldn't help but sigh, thinking that back then, probably very few of the old Nine Gates members hadn't consumed the Corpse Beetle Pill. When Gao Dongxu saw Huo Xiuxiu standing next to him, his eyes lit up—it was the Ying Er version.

She has a beautiful figure, a supple waist, fair skin, delicate and pure features, and a jade-like temperament, yet there is also a subtle hint of allure. Her eyes are watery and incredibly seductive.

Just as Huo Xiangu was squinting at Gao Dongxu, a voice came from behind the screen, "Excuse me, is Granny Huo here?"

Huo Xiangu withdrew her gaze and said calmly, "This way—"

Soon, Wu Xie and Fatty Wang appeared in front of Huo Xiangu.

Gao Dongxu also saw Wu Xie and Fatty Wang, and couldn't help but smile, squinting his eyes slightly and listening intently to their conversation.

"Grandma Huo, this is Wu Xie. Hello, I hope I haven't disturbed your rest?"

"He really does resemble Old Dog Wu. I didn't believe it when others told me, but it turns out this stinky dog ​​really didn't die out."

"You look even more like it when you smile, and you don't seem like a good person either. Have you decided whether you're going to sell that thing or not? Why do you have to see me for such a simple thing? Did your grandma send you to meet me? How old am I, your old friend?"

"Please don't misunderstand, I'm here to do business with you. My grandmother, you know what, I haven't seen her in a long time. After my grandfather passed away, she stayed at home and never left."

"That's because she had bad taste and married a short-lived man. Humph! You say you're talking about business, are you ready to deliver the goods? Or do you still want to haggle?"

. . . . . .

"She's being unreasonable, so you should be too. Sit down first."

Before Fatty Wang could finish speaking, Gao Dongxu suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

Today's auction features two of his rare national treasures, and we're hoping to get them for a high price. We absolutely can't let that idiot Wu Xie ruin the event.

He gently picked up a pistachio from the coffee table with his right thumb and forefinger, circulated his internal energy, and a burst of explosive internal energy flowed through his meridians straight to his fingertips.

The seemingly ordinary pistachio suddenly burst with a sharp gust of wind, slicing through the air with a "whoosh" sound, heading straight for Wu Xie, who was about to sit down.

"Snapped--"

A sharp crack echoed in the quiet private room. The pistachio struck Wu Xie precisely between the eyebrows, its hard shell shattering upon impact, sending tiny fragments flying everywhere.

"what--"

Wu Xie felt as if he had been hit on the forehead by a bullet, and a sharp pain accompanied by dizziness swept over him. He instinctively covered his head with his hands, his knees buckled and he knelt down on the ground, a large, bright red bump swelling up on his forehead at a visible speed.

"Naive!" Fatty Wang lunged forward, his thick arms scooping up Wu Xie, who was curled up like a shrimp. When he saw the shocking lump on his friend's forehead, his eyes blazed with rage: "Which bastard stabbed me in the back?!"

In this split second, everyone in the Huo family's private room sprang into action. The bodyguards, with sharp eyes, scanned the surroundings and instantly formed a human wall to protect Huo Xiangu behind them. One of the bodyguards had his right hand on the baton at his waist and made a tactical hand gesture with his left.

"It hurts so much..." Wu Xie's tears flowed uncontrollably as he looked through his blurry eyes in the direction from which the pistachio had flown. "Who was so wicked—"

Just then, he saw Gao Dongxu, who was diagonally opposite him, slowly peeling open another pistachio, a meaningful smile on his lips, and waving at him.

"Young Master Gao?!"

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang shouted in unison.

Huo Xiangu frowned slightly, her sharp gaze fixed on Gao Dongxu, who was waving at Wu Xie and just in time to stop him from sitting on the Heavenly Lantern Chair. She then waved for the bodyguards to disperse.

"Grandma Huo, please excuse us for a moment. If we run into someone we know, we'll go say hello first." Wu Xie said to Huo Xiangu with a wry smile, rubbing his forehead, before turning to leave with Fatty Wang.

"Who is he?" Huo Xiangu asked Wu Xie, frowning.

"We can't afford to offend these people..." Wu Xie's eyes darted around, but he didn't explain much. Instead, he gave a wry smile and, looking like he had no choice, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Huo Xiangu. Supported by Fatty Wang, he turned and walked out.

"Grandma, the other party is the recently rising star, the owner of Zhenbao Pavilion, named Gao Dongxu. The one next to him is Huang Yanyan from the Five Families Huang Family." At this moment, Huo Xiuxiu bent down and introduced her to Huo Xiangu.

"Zhenbao Pavilion, Gao Dongxu?" Huo Xiangu looked sharply at Gao Dongxu, who was smiling faintly and nodding slightly at her, and said calmly, "Have someone investigate his background—"

“Yes, Grandma.” Huo Xiuxiu replied respectfully, then gestured to the middle-aged woman behind her, who immediately nodded and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)