Gu Qing's brief moment of reverie was interrupted when the elevator doors opened.
The temperature in Yaocheng had been climbing recently. The days were as hot as the dog days of summer, and although the nights had cooled down a bit, they were still restless and oppressively hot compared to before.
Yao Qing had carelessly chosen a plain white dress to wear tonight. Slender and tall, even her proper walking made the hem of her dress sway gently, attracting many eyes.
Gu Qing clicked his tongue.
Although it wasn't nice to badmouth his own boss behind his back, ignoring such a living beauty and tormenting himself over and over, Yu Yanshen's brain might be a little dim, right?
Auctions were always conducted in completely private booths, but there were still people to meet before entering.
Yao Qing didn't pay much attention to these people, but that didn't stop some from taking a closer look at her.
She seemed unaware of it, lost in thought, quietly walking forward.
