"Are you the owner here?"
Fang Gaoxuan trembled as he pointed at Chu Chen, and asked.
"Yeah."
Chu Chen nodded, "What's up?"
What's up?
What's up?
What do you mean, what's up?
Fang Gaoxuan raged internally, a fire burning within, his face turned pale with anger!
If it weren't for his concern for his image, right now Fang Gaoxuan wished he could punch Chu Chen.
Darn it, you darn it!
A moment ago, he was relieved, thinking that the billions he lost didn't end up in Chu Chen's pocket, Chu Chen didn't make any money.
Turns out now, Chu Chen was the owner of Shengtang Auction House, and for every transaction made in the auction, he would get a commission.
"No, don't tell me that the antiques and artwork auctioned just now were all yours, right?"
Suddenly thinking of something, Fang Gaoxuan nervously asked.
The only consolation he had from this auction was that he had previously tricked Chu Chen out of thirty million.