In the evening of the next day, outside the Lutheran Auction House, located in the most prosperous area of Xiangjiang, there was a lot of traffic and bustle.
The slogans of the winter auction are written on the banners and hot air balloons hanging high - it is this winter that brings you warmth!
Countless celebrities and wealthy people stepped out of their luxury cars and approached the gate one after another, like crucian carp crossing a river.
You don’t need to look closely to guess that almost all the wealthy people in Hong Kong are here to join in the fun.
This auction house is interlocked with the one in Shanghai, and the owner is Jiang Xinxin's mother, Li Jiamin.
So Zhang Jiaqiang, accompanied by Chu Waner, arrived at the auction house office early. While chatting with Zhen Youshu, the general manager here, he looked down at the flow of people below.
Suddenly he saw a familiar figure and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Why is she here too?"
Zhen Youzhao followed Zhang Jiaqiang's gaze and asked, "Who is Mr. Zhang talking about?"
Zhang Jiaqiang pointed to the woman getting on and off a Rolls-Royce.
"Black Widow!"
Zhen Youzhao suddenly said, "It turns out to be her. She is our regular customer. She must attend every auction and spend a lot of money. What kind of relationship does Mr. Zhang have with her?"
After all, Zhen Youshuan was not an outsider, Zhang Jiaqiang said directly without any hesitation.
"We just met at the cocktail party yesterday. She insists on making friends with me. Isn't it strange? You should know her well, right?"
Zhen Youzhan burst into laughter, "Friend? Apart from being famous as Ke Fu, this person has no friends, best friends, or friends of the opposite sex. He has always been a loner. He actually made friends with you. Isn't he interested in your wealth? , Mr. Zhang would be better off provoking less trouble!"
Zhang Jiaqiang wonders, Qin Hui still has three friends. This black widow is so sad that she doesn’t even have a friend?
At this time, Zhen You signed, "Boss Lin is here, and half of the seven richest people are here. It seems that there are things in tonight's auction that they are bound to get!"
These top wealthy people rarely attend such auctions in person. Whenever they like something, they will send someone to act as an agent instead of participating in the bidding in person.
Zhang Jiaqiang felt a little guilty and said, "Isn't it because of that building?"
Zhen Youzhao shook his head and said, "They are reducing their real estate holdings now and will never come forward for that building. I think a gold mine is possible!"
Zhang Jiaqiang breathed a sigh of relief. Although he knew that they were not doing it for the useless gold mine, as long as they were not doing it for the building, that would be fine!
"It's getting late, I'll go to the scene first, and we'll talk later!"
After walking out of the door, Zhang Jiaqiang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm, and it was Chu Waner's poisonous hand again.
"Brother, I haven't looked at you for a long time, and you hooked up with some black widow again. Okay, you are tired of playing in the world, and you want to go to the Lord of Hell to play?"
Zhang Jiaqiang coughed awkwardly, "Didn't I make it clear just now? It's just a coincidence. I won't pay attention to her in the future!"
Chu Waner looked at him with doubt on his face.
"Brother, I'm trying to guess what kind of person you like, but definitely not a mature young woman like her!"
Zhang Jiaqiang took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention in the corridor and leaned into her ear and breathed hot air.
"I don't like such a good girl around me, how could I like a young woman?"
Chu Waner's ears were itching from the heat, and she had goosebumps all over her body.
"It's annoying, it's so bad, I believe you this time!"
At this moment, Zhang Jiaqiang's cell phone suddenly rang.
After picking up, the voice of Black Widow Feng Baomei came out.
"I'm here to take part in the winter photography. If you have anything you like, tell me. I'll give it to you as a gift!"
Zhang Jiaqiang couldn't help but feel excited. This person is really a dog-skin plaster, and it's even sticky.
What to do, he said vaguely.
"I'm here too. I really didn't like what I saw, so I won't bother you to spend any money!"
Feng Baomei said in surprise, "You are here too. Well, it seems I guessed right. Are you here for the gold mine?"
Zhang Jiaqiang was afraid that she would misunderstand and cause trouble again and delay the important matter, so he hurriedly denied it.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here for the gold mine, so don't ask me, okay?"
Feng Baomei smiled and said, "Since you don't want to tell me, then I will buy you something randomly to see if it suits your liking. If you guess it right, it means that we two are close friends. If you guess it wrong, we will not be together." Ignore you!"
Zhang Jiaqiang wanted to say something else, but she chuckled and hung up the phone.
Chu Waner gritted her teeth and said, "Brother, do you dare to say that the person just now was not the black widow?"
Zhang Jiaqiang said with a helpless smile, "It's really her, but we have nothing to do with her!"
Chu Waner's almond-shaped eyes widened, "You said it's nothing, she's going to buy gold mines for you. Hum, I'll call Xinxin right now and ask her to come back and watch you with me!"
At this time, the two of them had already entered the hall, and Zhang Jiaqiang accidentally saw Zhao Laibin accompanying an old man who was over sixty years old.
This guy is really here, but who is that old man?
Zhao Laipeng's father, Zhao Xuegong, is similar in age to Yang Zhaomin, definitely not over fifty. Could this be the ancestor of their family?
Zhang Jiaqiang realized that the other party was not paying attention, so he hurriedly pulled Chu Waner towards the box, so as not to make today's auction unintended.
Today's private rooms were all booked by the Seven Rich Men and Zhang Jiaqiang, so Zhao Laibin could only sit at the table.
He was so squeezed that he was covered in sweat and said impatiently.
"Second Master, I got inside information about this gold mine. The gold content and mining difficulty are very small. Our family does not have a very profitable industry now. I think we should win this gold mine. Moreover, the gold will maintain its value. We can mine it for our own use." Save it for future changes!”
This old man is from another branch of the Zhao family. In terms of seniority, he is Zhao Laibin's second uncle. Even if Zhao Xuegong sees him, he will call him second uncle.
Although his family has separated from the main family, they are still in the same spirit and advance and retreat together on many things.
Moreover, his family's financial resources were not inferior to his own, so Zhao Laibin pulled him in, intending to reduce his losses.
It can be said that he is a dead Taoist friend but not a poor Taoist!
The second master nodded and said, "Yes, gold is a scarce resource now. I think it is a safe way to win this gold mine. How do you plan to cooperate, little Bin?"
Zhao Laibin was secretly happy and said softly.
"The overall price of this gold mine is too high, so we sell it in shares. There are ten shares in total. The two of us will try to get five shares each, at least more than half, so that we have the right to speak!"
The second master said, "Okay, we will share the total cost equally, and then divide the shares. That's it!"
Zhao Laibin felt as comfortable as eating ice cream. He finally found someone to support him, and he could save at least half of his family property!
At this moment, the auctioneer wearing a tuxedo suit stepped onto the high platform.
Several beams of light hit him at the same time, as if a star was on stage.
The chaotic venue fell silent for an instant, and all attention was directed to the auctioneer.
The auctioneer coughed twice, "Dear guests, I announce that the auction of Luther Auction House has officially begun!"
