222: Unlucky

Unlucky

The bid was stuck at the entrance of the box, swaying in the crowd.2

Logically speaking, if someone came to bid at this time, they would have just stuffed the bid in.

Unfortunately, the glass window not far away opened, and a gust of wind blew the bid to the ground.

No one noticed that the bid had been blown out.

The bid was gradually stepped on until it was very dirty and covered in dust. In the end, it was swept into the trash can by the cleaner.

At this point, the surveillance ended.

Everyone in the hall was in an uproar. The bid was actually swept away by the cleaner just like that. He Wan was really unlucky.

However, she could only blame herself for being careless.

If she had looked back at that time or waited for it to completely enter before leaving, the current outcome would not have been like this.

The noisy discussions around her made He Wan feel embarrassed and regretful.

Who knew that such a coincidence would happen?

He Wan could feel that the luck in her body was decreasing. There might be a backlash from the luck. She was already prepared to be unlucky.

However, she did not expect it to affect the proposal in the morning.

However, it was useless to think too much about it. The most important thing now was to solve the problem.

He Wan immediately walked up to the staff and said, "Take me to find that tender! You're partly responsible for this tender being blown away by the wind. Don't try to shirk responsibility. If it weren't for the fact that you didn't send someone to watch over it, this wouldn't have happened."

Anyway, she had to persevere until the end and find the bid she had done in the morning.

That proposal was too important. It was the key to the He family's recovery.

"Ms. He, it's been quite some time since the cleaners cleaned up. It'll probably be very difficult to find them. Why don't the auction city delay the bidding confirmation time and you go to the secret auction area to write a new one?" the staff asked slowly.

This was the intention of the auction house. If He Wan agreed, they could give her another two hours.

According to He Wan's speed, she should be able to finish writing the bid.

He Wan refused. "No, I want to find the bidding slip!"

Now that her luck had deteriorated, she did not have the ability to distinguish antiques at all. How could she write another one?

If she were to look for the bidding slip, even if the slip was dirty, the handwriting on it would be written in black ink. He only needed to transcribe it again.

"Do you think it's easy for me to look at antiques? It's already 4:30 in the afternoon. I'm exhausted. Do you think I can distinguish antiques under such circumstances?" He Wan asked the staff aggressively.

In any case, she would not compromise. If anything happened to the He family's antiques, she would have to sue the auction city.

The staff nodded helplessly. "Alright, Ms. He, please wait a moment. I'll contact the staff of the cleaning department now."

Everyone followed He Wan to the trash station.

The trash station was not far from the back door of the antique auction city. A small house was filled with trash. Fortunately, the trash had not been transported away today. The He family's tender was still inside.

He Wan stood outside and sent the He family to rummage through the trash.

Along with the staff of the auction city, even He Wan went in to search for it. She searched for a full hour.

In the end, she found the crumpled proposal.

The tender was curled up in a ball and was covered in the soup from someone's lunch. After an afternoon of fermentation, it emitted a violent stench.

When He Wan received the tender, she quickly spread it out and wiped it gently with a tissue.

She had to make sure that the handwriting doesn't get erased.

She wiped it for ten minutes before wiping it clean and returning to the hall with the tender.

The staff gave her a new bid slip to transcribe on.

He Wan was about to transcribe it, but when she looked at the paper, she was dumbfounded.

None of them could finish reading all the numbers, which meant that one or two of the numbers in each string were stained.

There were many antiques this year, so there were a total of eight numbers.

On the bidding slip, there were almost one or two numbers that could not be seen clearly. There was no way to transcribe them at all.

Seeing that He Wan's expression was not right, there were also people who walked forward to take a look. In the end, they were also dumbfounded. This was simply too unlucky.

Looking at the slip, there was actually not a complete string of numbers.

"I think He Wan has been so unlucky recently because she was too lucky in the past. Now that the tables have turned, it's her turn to be unlucky."

"That's right. In the past, she was so glorious. She took away more than half of the antiques in an auction. Now that she's unlucky, it can be considered karma."

"Tsk tsk, look at He Wan's expression. How satisfying!"

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