Hearing these words, Jiang Ruan's lips twitched fiercely.
This guy really... dares to say anything.
Jiang Ruan secretly glanced at Bao Ye's face, and sure enough, it was already darkened.
Bao Ye's gaze swept towards Boss Zou like an ice blade, mercilessly scolding: "Get lost."
Boss Zou laughed heartily, "Just kidding, just kidding."
At that moment, a man dressed like a waiter came over and whispered a few words in his ear.
It seemed like something had happened.
Boss Zou's face changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, briefly saying goodbye to Bao Ye and Jiang Ruan before following along.
Retracting her gaze, Jiang Ruan curiously asked Bao Ye.
"He doesn't look local, he seems like a mixed heritage."
"Are you familiar with him?"
Bao Ye replied, "Not familiar."
"He is of Chinese and Portuguese descent."
Jiang Ruan: "Oh."
Then Bao Ye continued, "This auction event is jointly organized by him and others, his surname is Zou, named Zou Ji."
Surname Zou?
