After a while, she came back, but she pulled Ding Yongchun to come together.

Ding Chu sat next to the cat again, looking up at her, and his eyes seemed to be saying, "Aren't you looking for my grandfather?" I've found it for you."

The cat nodded, it's OK.

However, Ding Yongchun, standing in this very girlish room, seemed a little out of place.

Moreover, there was only the sofa they were sitting in the room.

He stood there for a while, suddenly moved a small stool and sat opposite them.

He asked Ding Chu kindly, "Chuchu, why are you looking for grandpa to do?"

Ding Chu just looked at the cat.

Ding Yongchun seemed to understand, and he looked at Maomao, "Miss Jiu, is it you who asked me for something?"

I saw people, and the cat didn't beat around the bush, "Yes."

Ding Yongchun: "Miss Jiu, you may not know that you helped me a lot today. If you have any questions, just tell me. As long as I can do it, I will definitely help you."

"Can she listen too?" Maomao refers to Ding Chu.

Ding Chu suddenly covered her ears. She could not listen, but she could not leave.

Seeing her actions, Ding Yongchun couldn't help but smile again, "Miss Jiu, tell me."

Maomao nodded, "Donghuang Auction and Vientiane Auction are competing. The joint auction soon will bring you two together face to face.

It would be fine if it was just healthy competition, but Vientiane Auction House has been planning for a long time and wants to take this opportunity to defeat Donghuang Auction. You should know more about these than me."

Speaking of this, even if Ding Yongchun wanted to be kind in front of his granddaughter, he couldn't help but frown.

"Miss Jiu, what do you mean by this...?"

"I'm very clear, I'm here to help you."

Ding Yongchun looked at Maomao with even more confusion, "Help me? The people who are traveling with him are all fences. Miss Jiu, why are you helping me?"

Ding Yongchun has been in the mall for a lifetime and has been in the market for ups and downs. Naturally, he knows that there will be no pie falling from the sky, and there are often greater traps hidden in the face of interests.

But no matter what he thought, Maomao said directly: "To put it in the big picture, I am also interested in the auction house in Jiangnan. To put it in the small picture, I really don't like Kang Minghui. The cake is so big, and if one person has more, the share will be smaller.

So, Vientiane Auction House, let it disappear.”

Ding Yongchun looked at the cat in surprise.

Unexpectedly, she had such ambitions! Moreover, she was not very angry.

"I understand what you mean, but... it's been a few days since the joint auction. I'm afraid it's too late to have any ideas now."

"I'm not slugging your spirit, just because it's the truth."

Maomao looked at Ding Yongchun, "I'm here to find you, there must be a solution. You don't need to analyze the situation with me. I just ask if you can help."

She paused, "In fact, even if you don't help, I can do it, even if you don't help, even Donghuang... Hehe, do you understand what I mean? But I don't like to do things so well. Only when it's competitive is interesting."

Ding Yongchun really couldn't think of what confidence Maomao had to say such things.

However, when he saw the cat's confident tone, he couldn't help but believe it.

"Miss Jiu, what do you want me to do?"

The cat smiled, "You go and buy a collection, "Blue Bird Viewing the Clouds""

Ding Yongchun was a little shocked, "Is it the "Blue Bird Viewing the Clouds" by the Taoist of Lingshan?"

The cat nodded.

Ding Yongchun: "A photo of Lingshan Taoist's "Lianshan Leisurely Living" was sold in Y country two years ago for a sky-high price of more than 500 million yuan. Lingshan Taoist's calligraphy and paintings rose in the auction industry, and fakes in the market also sprung like mushrooms after a rain.

It is really hard to tell whether it is true or false. Some collectors lost everything because they took fakes and even committed suicide by jumping off a building!

"Blue Bird Watching the Clouds" is recorded in ancient books, and its painting skills are much better than "Blue Bird Watching the Clouds"! There are many fakes in "Blue Bird Watching the Clouds" in the past two years, but as far as I know, the authentic products have been destroyed and have not been passed down."

After hearing him say it, Maomao just said, "You are right."

Ding Yongchun was even more puzzled.

"I just asked you to buy fakes, and you have to find ways to prove that "Blue Bird Viewing the Clouds" is genuine. You have to buy it at all costs, but in the end, it was snatched away by Kang Minghui."

Ding Yongchun immediately understood what cat meant!

She asked him to set up a trap for Vientiane Auction House!

These are not difficult, the most important thing is... "The appraisers of Vientiane Auction House are not vegetarians, and fakes on the market cannot be hidden from Vientiane Auction House."

But the cat sneered, "Don't worry, I asked you to buy the "Blue Bird Viewing Clouds" without saying that the Vientiane Auction House can't see the fraud, even you can't see it."

Ding Yongchun was shocked. She didn't know why Maomao was so confident, but after a moment of thinking, he agreed.

"Okay, if this is the case, I will do what you said, but where is the "Blue Bird Viewing the Clouds" you said?"

Maomao: "There will be news in the collection industry tomorrow. You can pay attention to it. If you are too deliberate, you will have no choice but to act."

Ding Yongchun nodded in understanding.

He suddenly looked at Ding Chu and his mood changed a little, "Miss Jiu, Chuchu used to be very lively, but after her parents passed away, she closed herself and her perception of the outside world became very poor.

She never let anyone surprise me approach, but today she is really different, so, let me ask, what did you do to Chuchu? Or... say something?"

"I don't mean anything else, just let me know the reason for the change, so I can communicate with her psychologist."

The cat doesn't care. "She insisted on seeing her parents, so I hypnotized her and let her meet her parents."

She can't say it's an illusion, she can only say it easily and easily understandable.

Ding Yongchun: "Miss Jiu, are you a psychologist? Chuchu has received hypnosis treatment, but it has no effect."

Mao Mao raised his eyebrows, "Although I am not a psychologist, it is obvious that the psychologist you hired is not as good as me."

Ding Yongchun was excited and begged Maomao, "Miss Jiu, can you be a psychiatrist for Chuchu? With continuous treatment, she finally got better, I..."

He was a little anxious, "As long as you cure Chuchu, Donghuang Auction House can give it to you!"

"Give it to me?" Maocao had to admit that she was moved.

Ding Yongchun nodded without regret, "Yes, I'll give it to you."

As he said that, he smiled bitterly, "I have been busy with the auction house all my life and claim that I can't beat me up any difficulties. However, my only son is seriously ill and I can't keep him...

Now, Chuchu is the only relative. I don’t know how many years I can live. The auction house is no longer the most important thing. I just hope that Chuchu can be as happy and healthy as a normal person.”

He looked at Maomao, "Miss Jiu, I won't misread people. You are a person worthy of entrusting. If the auction house gives you it, it may be even more brilliant."

Taking over Donghuang directly is definitely the most beneficial way for Maomao, not to mention that Ding Yongchun will give it away for free!

Although this is a huge advantage, Maomao couldn't agree.

"I don't want your auction house." Maomao refused without hesitation.

Ding Yongchun was anxious, "Why? Do you don't believe me? Or are you unwilling to be a psychiatrist for Chuchu?"

"Don't I understand what I said? I'm here to talk about cooperation with you, not to blackmail you." Maomao looked at Ding Yongchun, "Also, I'm very busy and don't have time to be a psychiatrist for your granddaughter."

Without waiting for Ding Yongchun to say anything, Maomao continued: "Also, your granddaughter doesn't need a psychiatrist. She just can't accept that her parents are dead. I can let her accept this.

In other words, I can get her back to normal, provided that this is what I want, not what you hired me."

Ding Yongchun understood, "As long as she can be cured, you can do whatever you say!"

Ding Chu looked at them and felt that the two of them seemed to have finished talking, so he tentatively put down his hand covering his ears.

Ding Yongchun looked at Ding Chu, "Chuchu, do you like Miss Jiu very much?"

Ding Chu subconsciously looked at the cat. In fact, she didn't know what the cat was named.

"My name is Jiumaomao." The cat seems to be able to read minds.

Ding Chu nodded.

Ding Yongchun was very happy, "Miss Jiu, how do you help Chuchu? How do you need me to cooperate?"

Maomao wrote his phone number to Ding Chu, "You can call me, send me a message, or come to Beijing to play with me."

Ding Chu looked at the string of mobile phone numbers, and slowly picked up her phone and entered it into it a little unskilledly.

Ding Yongchun was very moved when he saw this scene.

Ding Chu's mental state made her unable to concentrate on doing anything, including small things like playing with mobile phones, she wouldn't do it either.

The cat stood up and she was leaving.

Ding Chu grabbed the cat with a little concern and didn't want her to leave.

The cat looked down at her, "You already have my mobile phone number, I can't play with you all the time."

Ding Chu slowly let go of his hand.

Ding Yongchun ordered the servant to take care of him at the door, and he personally sent the cat out.

Looking at Maomao's back as he left, Ding Yongchun recalled the calm appearance of Maomao talking to him, while sighing that she could even refuse Donghuang Auction directly, not that she was not moved, but that she knew how to restrain herself.

For such a person, her eyes will not be a small auction house, but a larger market!
To be continued...