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"There's nothing much to say, I just hope to distance myself from anyone related to Zhou Rongli, to avoid being implicated later," Zhou Pingyong said.
"Brother, I think it's us who should distance ourselves from you, lest we be dragged down. To be honest, you're no match for Jiang Chen," Zhou Duanmei said in a low voice.
"Whether I'm a match or not will be revealed tomorrow. What you say now is useless. I have always been confident in myself, especially since I've spent three years gathering evidence of that kid Jiang Chen's crimes," Zhou Pingyong replied confidently.
"Alright, brother, I hope your evidence is truly useful," Zhou Duanmei said with a cold smile, then turned to Zhou Pingming and Zhou Pingnan.
"Second brother, third brother, what about you? The choice you make tonight may affect your future. You'd better think carefully about whether to continue following brother or to apologize to Zhou Rong Li," Zhou Duanmei asked.
Zhou Pingming and Zhou Pingnan exchanged glances and resolutely replied in unison, "There's no way we're going to apologize to her; we trust brother."
"In that case, there's nothing more to say," Zhou Duanmei said, no longer wasting words as she turned to leave.
Zhou Lianhua followed her out.
At this moment, the private room was left with only the three brothers—Zhou Pingyong, Zhou Pingming, and Zhou Pingnan—along with the old man Zhou Yiquan.
Throughout the conversation, Zhou Yiquan remained silent, his expression cold. However, everyone knew that he still stood on the side of his eldest son.
The old man's mindset was well understood; he favored sons over daughters. Otherwise, he wouldn't still be so concerned about Zhou Rongli after more than twenty years since she was born.
"Brother, we support you."
"Yes, brother. I see Zhou Rongli's family as grasshoppers after autumn; they won't be able to jump for long," Zhou Pingming and Zhou Pingnan chimed in.
"Your support is correct. After tomorrow, everything will settle down," Zhou Pingyong said with a confident smile.
Meanwhile, in another private room, Zhou Rongli was also feeling indignant.
As soon as Zhou Duanmei and Zhou Lianhua arrived, the three women sat together and began to criticize Zhou Pingyong and the others.
"Mom, let's eat. There's no need to dwell on such trivial matters; it's not worth it," Jiang Chen advised.
The next day.
After lunch, Yue Hui came to take Jiang Chen's family to the auction site. god-grandmother's family and Zhou Duanmei's family also went along.
The auction was held in a private club in Hangcheng.
Those who could enter the auction were individuals of some status and standing. Prior to the auction, there was an exhibition and exchange event held in the club's grand hall, where numerous antiques, porcelain, and jade artifacts were displayed under thick glass cases—treasures collected by various enthusiasts.
“Mr. Jiang, the organizer of this auction is Mr. Li Huan Guo, a renowned collector from Hangcheng. He is one of the earliest collectors in the country and possesses many valuable items that he usually refuses to show to anyone. He is known as the stingiest collector in the nation. This time, however, due to a crisis at his son's company in the United States, which reportedly owes several billion dollars, Old Li has no choice but to auction off his collection to save his son,” Yue Hui explained to Jiang Chen as they entered the club.
“Several billion dollars? Can Old Li's collection really fetch that much?” Zhou Rongli asked in surprise. After all, several billion dollars was no small amount in Huaxia.
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