Dinner Invitation from the Director of Police

"Qingfeng, do you really know antiques inside out?" Xue Lin frowned slightly with inquisition in her eyes.

She had faith in Qingfeng but the matter was too important and affected the reputation of Ice Snow Corporation. It could even affect the survival of the company. Therefore, she was extra careful.

"Rest assured, of course, I am. I should be okay entering the Antique Competition," Qingfeng said while smiling confidently.

He was the King of Antiques. He has seen numerous precious objects. An antique competition of the Eastern Sea City level would be easy for him.

"Okay, I will leave the competition to you. The reputation of the company depends on you." Xue Lin chose to believe in Qingfeng when she saw his confident manner.

Xue Lin knew that her husband would not lie to her. He must be truly knowledgeable in antiques.

 Her husband must be knowledgeable about antiques since he said so. Xue Lin had confidence in her husband.