When Jason stared at the two words and was slightly lost in thought.
Selina's fingertips swept over, and the handwriting turned into water stains, disappearing without a trace.
At the same time, Selina gently raised her delicate hand, raised her white neck, picked up the glass and drank up the red wine...
Her swan- like slender neck was fascinating and exposed to Jason.
The exquisite collarbone, the small earlobe, and the shining diamond earring under the light, all of them were perfect. But as she moved, there was a glimpse of bright red tattoo under her raised hair... Jason's frowning eyebrows suddenly stretched out.
It turned out to be her.
Jason nodded. It seemed that Nadine's preparation was still a step ahead of his expectation. Selina's identity was also here, so she would not be too much of the attention of the Horse Club. However, for the person who could only be seen on the screen at this young age, could he ensure that he could safely return to Gavila after he got the Graph of the Women's history? Jason still had a trace of suspicion.
"Mr. Xia, it's so stuffy today. I want to take a shower in your room. I don't know if it's convenient?" After doing all this, Selina quickly returned to normal. He raised his right hand and combed his messy hair. As she moved, he was just touched by the red thorns in the air and covered his long hair again without leaving any trace.
"Well, Miss Hong, please." Jason nodded, picked up the wine glass, looked out of the window, and tasted it himself.
The room was equipped with a monitor, so the two did not talk too much. Soon there was a sound of running water in the bathroom. In the midst of nervousness, Jason couldn't help but think of the sound of running water in the door, and soon he heard a rhythmic knock on the door.
"They should be from the Horse Club. You can come out after washing up and waiting for them to leave. It may take a while to deal with the handover..."
Jason stood up and reminded Selina who was in the bathroom. Then he walked over and opened the door.
At the door.
The charity night organizer, who was the leader of Daniel, stood neatly in the same place.
After seeing Jason alone in the living room, Daniel said with a smile, "Mr. Xia, if it's not convenient now, we can hand it over later."
Jason looked back and waved his hand to say something different. He hurried to finish the formalities and had other things to do.
Daniel smiled and nodded. After ordering the staff behind him to come in, the two of them sat together by the window. The shower in the bathroom was still going on, and the smile on his face became more ambiguous.
"I want to take a look at this painting first, and then I'll trade it with you."
Jason looked at Daniel and looked around with a flash in his eyes. He made a request. After all, it cost 3 billion dollars to bid for the national treasure. It was well prepared and safe. Moreover, Jason had his own way of testing.
"Well..."
Daniel took back his thoughts and looked a little embarrassed. According to the normal procedure, all the auctioned items had to be sold at the end of the auction. Only when the buyer handed over all the money could he give it to the other party. Now Jason's request had obviously gone beyond his rules, but just after a little hesitation, Dan reminded him of what he had said to him at the previous meeting.
"Of course, Mr. Xia is a distinguished guest of our Horse Club, and also the protagonist of tonight's charity auction night. I think this request is very reasonable..."
Daniel smiled and waved his hand. Two middle- aged men in white gloves stepped forward with long password boxes in their hands, which were specially used to store relics. They were all specially made by bulletproof and multiple password locks. After Daniel took the key from the security guard's hand, he opened the password box, put on the white gloves, and took out the halfmeter-wide picture scroll inside.
"Good stuff..."
Jason nodded. After glancing at the painting, he sat back in his chair and put his Swiss bank card on the table. "You can draw the account directly. I have already told you about the bank."
"Okay, please wait for a moment."
Daniel picked up the card with both hands and handed it to the observer behind him. Due to the limit of the cost of the World Bank, the card consumption limit was 12 million yuan a time. Although Jason had already informed the bank in advance and raised the price to 150 million yuan, the examiner still spent 20 times in succession to pay the auction price of this "Wings' Classics of Girl's History" and handed the bill to Daniel.
Not a single inch.
Daniel carefully browsed the bill and asked the appraiser to put the scroll of the Goddess's Tide into the password box again. He put it in front of Jason, stood up respectfully and said, "Mr. Xia, thank you for your contribution to the charity industry. On behalf of the horse party, on behalf of Mr. Dan, on behalf of the charity foundation and the 130,000 autistic children who are about to be rescued, I once again express my sincere gratitude to you."
Daniel bowed slightly, then raised his head and said, "If there's nothing else, I won't bother you here. Your mobile phone has been placed in the locker at the door. Three hours later, the cruise ship will be back. I wish you a happy night."
Jason nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Just as Jason watched the group of people leave and was about to retrieve his phone, he saw Daniel stop at the door. He turned his head and asked, "Mr. Xia, are your legs okay?"
"It's okay." Jason said subconsciously.
"It seems that I remembered it wrong. I won't bother you anymore. Goodbye, Mr. Xia."
Daniel looked at Jason with a smile and turned to close the door.
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