"Lin Dong, what are you doing here?"
Qian Hao was surprised. He had not expected to see Lin Dong at his family's underground auction site.
Lin Dong spread his hands and said, "I'm here, of course, to attend the auction."
Qian Hao snorted coldly, "Lin Dong, you must not know whose auction this is."
"If you don't know, then you'd better perk up your ears and listen. This auction is hosted by my Qian family!"
"This is my turf."
"So what?" Lin Dong spread his hands again.
"What do you mean, 'so what'? You tell me! Last time you made me look like a fool, and using that woman's connection of yours, you had me thrown out of the shop! Made me lose all my face."
"Now that you've come to my turf, of course, I have to regain my ground and get you thrown out!"
Having said this, he signaled for the security guards to come over, ready to have Lin Dong thrown out.
But just at that moment, a group of people suddenly entered from the door.