The Prime Minister's Wife Is The Richest Woman

The decorations on display are antiques that are hard to see outside, the brewed tea is the best Meitan green tea, the melons and fruits on display are out-of-season fruits, and the cakes are even more exquisite.

Ji Yunxi stepped forward, and Wu Wei’an paused for a while before he finally closed the door and followed in.

Ji Yunxi sat down in the main seat, poured herself a cup of tea, and then said straight to the point: “What’s the matter?”

She is busy and has no time to deal with him.

Wu Wei’an seems to have regarded himself as the male owner, sitting next to her in a leisurely manner, making tea and eating melons by himself: “Your Danzhi…”

Hearing the words, Ji Yunxi guessed his intention and directly rejected: “No.”

Wu Wei’an looked at her with his chin on his hand: “Just a little bit.”

“Not even a little bit.” Ji Yunxi is very determined.

Wu Wei’an: “Why?”

Danzhi basically only grows between glaciers and is not easy to pick.

Even if it is picked, there may be a missing corner.

Ji Yunxi sipped her tea: “Kaitaizhuang has already announced that the Danzhi is perfect this time, and there is basically no damage to it.”

Wu Wei’an: “Just a little bit won’t have any affect on it, and others can’t see it either.”

Ji Yunxi nodded: “Indeed so. But, still no.”

This kind of precious medicinal material is already counted very good if one can have it.

Even if a little damage is found after the auction, no one will bother with it.

However, Ji Yunxi has her principle in doing business: “In business, we should abide by the rules. Not doing anything to the product is the rule of the auction house.”

Other small auction houses may not be so strict and often have this kind of insignificant shortages that don’t matter much.

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But Ji Yunxi won’t.

There are many ways to do business and it’s quite dirty, but integrity is the foundation.

Wu Wei’an understood: “Yun Niang is a transparent person. I admire it.”

After talking about the matter, Ji Yunxi got up: “If there’s nothing anymore, I will be busy first.”

Wu Weian put down the cake and gently patted the crumbs on his fingertips. His eyes were extremely cold, but his tone was very soft: “What if the auctioned thing is no longer in Kaitaizhuang’s hand?”

Ji Yunxi understood what he meant and replied: “Once the auctioned thing leaves my Kaitaizhuang, it has nothing to do with me anymore.”

Wu Wei’an curled his lips and smiled: “Thank you, Yun Niang.”

“You are welcome, An Lang.” Ji Yunxi had already reached the door. She stood there and motioned that he could leave already.

Wu Wei’an raised his head and showed her a lovely and obedient little white face: “Then, you just continue to be busy, Yun Niang. I will accompany you here. Don’t work too hard, I will be distressed.”

Ji Yunxi: “???”

……

Ji Yunxi went out of the room and walked downstairs.

While going down the stairs, she said to Baofu who was beside her, “The Eldest Young Master said that the room is a little hot, and he likes it colder. Go and remove the stove in the wing room.”

Baofu said: “Alright, I will go right away!”

After walking a few more steps, Ji Yunxi looked up and saw that in the far corner, a young servant in green clothes was wiping the table with a broom, and he was doing it in full swing.

“Wait.” Ji Yunxi called to Baofu, “The Eldest Young Master doesn’t like sweets, so take away the cakes from the wing room, and give it to the little servant brought by the Eldest Young Master.”

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