Of course, he dared not say this.
Chu Ge wasn't interested in guessing what Huo Tianqian was thinking. He stood by the door, listening to the noises outside until Ge Fan left, then he went to the restroom.
Elsewhere, Ge Fan stood in a deserted corner, hands on his hips leaning against the wall, beside him a small window through which the street celebrations could be easily seen.
The bustling streets were crowded, with the noise of the crowd faintly audible.
Listening to those sounds, Ge Fan grew even more irritated. He scratched his head, racking his brains on how best to eavesdrop on their conversation.
He had thought that in Dang City, given his status, the auction organizers would show some respect and he could directly get some insider info. However, the organizers didn't care about him at all. Not only was he brushed off, but he had also lost face in front of Chu Ge just now.
