The next day.
Song Yun opened his eyes, and slowly sat up, his body crackling with pops and snaps.
Feeling the emptiness within his body, he knew that his extreme weakness was due to transferring energy to Elder Ouyang.
"President Song, you’re awake!"
Huang Baoding burst through the door, shouting excitedly.
After shouting, perhaps realizing his voice was too loud and could disturb others, he quickly entered the room and closed the door.
"President Song, you scared me half to death last night! Your lips turned completely pale, not a hint of color left!"
Huang Baoding still felt a bit of residual fear when he mentioned it.
"Was it that serious?"
Song Yun moved his limbs and felt that Huang Baoding was exaggerating.
"Yes!"
Huang Baoding lowered his voice and said, "Last night, there was something abnormal with your body! The overall readings plummeted within a minute, the emergency doctors thought you were going to..."
"Damn!"
Song Yun widened his eyes and murmured, "And then?"
"And then your readings started to climb on their own, it was like riding a roller coaster! Elder Ouyang even came to take a look himself. If it weren’t for you sleeping so soundly, he would have woken you up to ask."
Huang Baoding patted his chest and let out a long breath as he said.
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"Mmm, let’s not spread the word about this."
Song Yun spoke after a moment of silence.
"Elder Ouyang has already ordered it. Everyone involved in the emergency treatment yesterday must sign a confidentiality agreement!"
"The elder has thought everything through, right. What time is it now?"
Song Yun was still feeling a bit dizzy, and besides a partial control over his own body, he had difficulty processing any external information.
"It’s already past four in the afternoon; the auction will begin at seven tonight."
"I slept for over ten hours?"
Song Yun sighed.
I can’t be so reckless in the future, this is too much of a delay!
After Song Yun had showered and changed into fresh clothes, he emerged from the bathroom to see Elder Ouyang sitting upright in his chair.
"You can’t do this next time!"
Elder Ouyang said seriously, "Last night, if it hadn’t been for your own vitality, I wouldn’t know how to explain to your family!"
"I didn’t expect it to be like this…"
Song Yun scratched his head sheepishly and said, "And I didn’t even notice any discomfort, on the contrary, I had a rather good sleep."
"That’s the crux!"
Elder Ouyang said sternly, "If people with intentions find out about your strong recovery ability, do you think you can still live a peaceful life in the future? Have you forgotten the scenes when various influential figures came to visit you personally before?"
Song Yun, recalling the past events, shuddered.
"It’s getting late, let’s set off."
Elder Ouyang’s expression turned somewhat melancholic thinking about what they were about to face.
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Song Yun wasn’t in the mood for conversation either.
The two of them got ready and took the car to the location of the auction.
This auction was to be held at the largest auction house in Forty-nine City, Jiahe Auction House.
Upon entering, the splendor of the gilded hall left no doubt about the affluence of this auction house. Not only was the interior exquisitely decorated, but every pathway was well-organized, with each road attended by five cheongsam-clad hostesses welcoming the guests.
The Jiahe Auction House housed a total of eleven halls, and today, Song Yun and his group attended the event in Auction Hall One, which was also the largest exhibition hall.
At the entrance of Auction Hall One, Zhao Lu, the owner of Jiahe, greeted each auction attendee with a smile.
"Director Wang, long time no see. Where have you been making money lately?"
"Ah, Director Li, a warm welcome, a very warm welcome! Your attendance truly graces our auction house!"
"Director Qian! I’ve heard that your trade has occupied twenty percent of the market this year! I hope you find something to your liking today!"
"Ouyang..."
Zhao Lu’s smile instantly stiffened, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.
"Master Ouyang... How could you come in person? If there’s anything you like, just give me a sign, and I’ll have it delivered to your residence immediately..."
Zhao Lu was indeed a man of the world; his expression quickly transformed into one of fawning, and he involuntarily bowed lower as he spoke.
It was truly because Master Ouyang’s influence was immense!
They only ever saw the old master on television occasionally, and in real life, they could only rely on luck!
"Little Zhao, the things I like, you might not be able to afford," said Master Ouyang lightly. "I’m old. I’ll go rest in the private box. Come find me before the auction starts, young Song."
After Master Ouyang left, Zhao Lu finally noticed Song Yun standing behind him.
He licked his dry lips and took a deep breath before smiling and saying, "Director Song, I didn’t expect to see you here."
"Hehe, Director Zhao, are you not welcoming me?"
Song Yun joked, "Director Zhao can’t afford to be at odds with money!"
"No, no, no, you’re really flattering me!"
Zhao Lu hurriedly explained, "I probably know which treasure you and the old master are interested in. While we still have time, why not come to my office for some tea and a chat?"
"I shall obey with respect."
To reach Zhao Lu’s office, they had to cross a long corridor. Along the way, many people greeted Zhao Lu, revealing his extensive network.
But when these individuals saw Song Yun accompanying Zhao Lu, their tone shifted. Not only were they exceedingly polite, but they also showed a touch of awe.
Indeed, Zhao Lu was on the same social level as they were, often dining with them.
But Song Yun was different!
Not to mention that he was the youngest tycoon in Magic Capital at the time, the relentless display of power behind him made people shudder!
"Director Song, please come in," invited Zhao Lu.
Zhao Lu escorted Song Yun to a sofa and rummaged around to find his prized tea leaves, "Director Song, this tea I’ve collected at a great expense. I never even show it to people who visit my office!"
Zhao Lu was adept at brewing tea, and soon the room was filled with a pleasant aroma. Song Yun could tell with just a sniff that Zhao Lu hadn’t deceived him.
In his own warehouse, an identical tea brick was stored, with a single gram fetching tens of thousands in price!
"Have a taste!"
Zhao Lu pushed a cup of tea towards Song Yun and said with emotion, "Seeing you and Master Ouyang here today, it would be a lie to say my heart isn’t nervous."
"You two are here for the horse head sculpture today, aren’t you?"
"Hehe, you’re right, Director Zhao. It’s better for such treasures to stay in the hands of our own people. Otherwise, every exhibition feels like a slap in the face to us, don’t you think?" Song Yun said with a smile, sipping his tea lightly.
"I know you have your difficulties, Director Zhao, but see, I’ve come with full sincerity and won’t make things difficult for you," Song Yun continued.
This full sincerity, on one hand, meant that he had no intention of causing trouble.
On the other hand, it suggested he had ample funds, determined to keep the horse head sculpture within the country!