In the living room.
The three antiques already had their owners.
Uncle Xu said, "Xiaolu, give me your bank account number, I'll have someone transfer the money to you right away."
Uncle Liu nodded, "Me too."
Lu Li didn't hold back, he directly gave them his bank account number.
Qin Liang seemed a bit different from the other three, as if he wanted a chance to speak with Lu Li, he intentionally said, "Mr. Lu, my computer is in the bedroom, would you come upstairs with me to make the transfer?"
Lu Li didn't give it much thought, "Sure."
Saying this, he looked at the other three, "Uncle Qin, Uncle Xu, Uncle Liu, excuse me for a moment while I go upstairs."
"No problem."
"Go ahead with your business."
The three of them didn't mind at all.
Lu Li said nothing more and followed Qin Liang upstairs.
...
On the second floor, in the east bedroom.
