The CEO Is Cold During The Day, And Wants Kisses At Night! - Chapter 27

Chapter 27: Come On, Come On

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Wen Qing.”

“I’ve neglected much of your development, and I haven’t been taking good care of you. I have two rising artists depending on me, and I’ve been having trouble coping. I’m really sorry for neglecting you.”

Hearing that Ding Min’s words were getting more and more outrageous, Wen Qing quickly interrupted her, “Alright, Sister Ding. I’m sure you’re very busy right now. I also have things to do. Let’s leave it at that.”

“Alright then. If you have time, give me a call or send me a message. Let’s meet up and talk.” Ding Min was also wily. She knew that this conversation could not continue this way.

After hanging up, Wen Qing wondered, ‘What’s going on?’

Was the cold manager starting to suck up to all the invisible artists under her?

That could not be right!

Buzz!

She received a message.

It was from Shang Li.

Wen Qing opened Shang Li’s message.

Shang Li wrote, [Visitors from Outer Space. Tonight. Are you coming?]

Visitors from Outer Space was one of the more famous and trendy clubs in Yanjing. It was a gathering place for the young masters of the capital and rich heirs. Wen Qing and Shang Li had been there countless times.

Shang Li sent a voice message, saying, “Come on, come on!”

Wen Qing pursed her lips and typed a reply, saying, [Are you a brothel keeper? Are you soliciting customers?]

Shang Li wrote, [Visitors From Outer Space is part of the Shang family’s business. I’m part of the Shang family. In a way, I’m like a young madam.]

Wen Qing was embarrassed.

“What time?” she asked in a voice message.

Shang Li replied, “Eight. It’ll be exciting. If you miss it, you’ll have to wait so long for the next event.”

“Are there any handsome guys?” Wen Qing asked.

Shang Li said, “Yes, there are many handsome men. However, no one can compare to my uncle, Shang Yinghan.”

Wen Qing frowned after hearing the voice message. Why did she mention Shang Yinghan out of the blue?

Shang Li said, “Come early.”

Wen Qing replied that she understood and turned off her phone.

Wen Qing ate lunch alone. Lan Qulin had not returned from her trip to the temple. Wen Qing wondered what she was going to pray for. Wen Qing suddenly felt a little worried. She tried to call her, but Lan Qulin did not pick up. Instead, she sent her a message.

She said that she would be back later.

Seeing the WeChat message, Wen Qing felt a little more at ease.

After lunch, she took an afternoon nap and used her phone when she woke up.

As she scrolled through her newsfeeds, she happened to see a trending topic. It concerned Fanhuan Auction House.

[ The mysterious boss has collaborated with Fanhuan Auction House to launch the latest auction of his private collection. ]

The Fanhuan Auction House was a well-known establishment. All the auctioned items were typically big-ticket items from top-tier private collections.

Wen Qing read the discussion carefully. There was already news that the mysterious big shot who worked with Fanhuan had a private collection of Ru Xin’s paintings. Ru Xin was a master of Chinese art. The elusive Master Ru Xin would also be attending the auction.

Once this news came out, it gained a lot of attention.

Ru Xin was a world-class Chinese art master. He was renowned and second to none. People were most likely willing to pay a lot for one of his paintings. Even the old tycoons of the Chinese painting world felt inferior in the face of Ru Xin.

It was Master Ru Xin!

He was her youngest brother’s idol!

When she first found out that her youngest brother had collected and stored Ru Xin’s paintings in his attic, she asked about them. He had said that they were replicas. That was how Wen Qing found out that her brother was a fan of Ru Xin.

Ru Xin’s paintings would be auctioned soon, and the painter himself might even attend the event. Wen Qing could not ignore such big news. She called Wen Xingzhi.

He answered the call.

A low but gentle voice came from the other end of the phone. “Little sister.”