I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Chapter 767: auctions

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"It really pisses me off!"

After taking the elevator back to the surface, Berkeley cursed Jiang Chen for meddling in his own business, and Emma for making him look embarrassed. He vaguely remembered how the people around him looked at him when he left the scene dejectedly.

He has never been so useless!

A Porsche stopped on the side of the road. When he saw his young master approaching, the driver immediately got out of the car and opened the door for him.

Compared with the first few days of opening, there are many more vehicles on the roads in Penglai City. Some wealthy people's cruise ships have their own garages, so their cars can go wherever the ship goes. Berkeley obviously fell into this category. When he came to Penglai City, he set sail directly from a private port in California.

Berkeley sat down in the car with a gloomy face.

"Drive, go back to the hotel."

"yes."

Seeing that the young master was in a bad mood, the driver could guess with his toes that he must have encountered something unpleasant at the banquet. As a professional loser, this is a good opportunity to share the worries of the young master! Halfway through the car, the driver guessed that Berkeley was in a better mood and asked tentatively.

"Master Berkeley, who is so bold as to make you unhappy?"

"Jiang Chen." Berkeley said calmly.

The driver suddenly shuddered.

Damn, this has no solution at all!

However, Berkeley soon added lightly.

"And Emma."

After explaining the cause and effect to his driver named Tate, Berkeley leaned on his seat and stopped talking. Thanks to Emma, he now has to think carefully about how to explain to his father. After all, his father valued face more than anything else.

Even in the end, he was not wrong at all. It was actually his own consciousness.

With Jiang Chen as a protective umbrella, no one can really touch Emma. However, this is not a problem for Tate. Before he drove this stupid young man with lots of money, he was a paparazzi reporter in Hollywood. In order to get that salary, what despicable means has he not seen before

Rolling his eyes, Tate lowered his voice and tilted his head while holding on to the steering wheel.

"Master, I have a trick."

"Say." Berkeley said impatiently.

"Since this cousin can do whatever she wants with the protective umbrella above her head, let's take off her golden umbrella first, and then touch her people. All we need is..." Tate lowered his figure and whispered next to Berkeley. A few words.

After hearing this, Berkeley's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he suddenly laughed and slapped his thigh.

"Haha, Tate," Berkeley hooked Tate's shoulders and laughed loudly, "You are so mean!"

In an instant, the bad mood was swept away from his mind.

Wait! I will make you pay the price!

Berkeley licked the corner of his mouth. He had already begun to think about how to torture that proud girl once he got his hands on her.

The waiters removed the dazzling array of cooked food and replaced it with exquisite and delicious desserts. The sweet but not greasy ice cream stimulated Jiang Chen's taste buds. Even though he didn't like sweets, he couldn't help but fall in love with this unnamed ice cream.

Jiang Chen secretly made up his mind that after the party was over, he would go to the kitchen to get the ice cream recipe, and then let Aisha learn how to make it for him.

After the desserts were served, all the guests were almost enjoying themselves, and the party entered the last and most critical part - the charity auction.

The items bid at the auction were all donations from people from all walks of life. For example, Jiang Chen donated a pen he once used with a price tag of one hundred thousand dollars. Compared to Julian Schnabel's "Pearl of the Pacific", a pen is undoubtedly a bit shabby. But the important thing about this auction is not what was sold, but how much money was donated in the end.

Because it is a charity auction, most of the people sitting here are well-known and successful people. After winning the auction, the organizer will announce the name of the winner to satisfy the vanity of these donors.

Under the guidance of the waiter, Jiang Chen and Xia Shiyu came to the venue next door and sat in the corner of the venue.

The guests had all taken their seats, and the messenger standing at the door gently closed the door.

Seeing that it was almost time, the host of the party, Mr. Jialewei, walked onto the stage, held the microphone and coughed lightly, then looked at the guests present with a smile.

"I am very happy and grateful to see you here today. We are gathered here for the same purpose, to help those in need... "

There was no bright spot in the opening remarks. For Jiang Chen, an atheist who had no compassion for heaven and earth, what Jialewei said did not arouse his interest. Rather than charity, he was more concerned about what interesting things he could get from this auction.

Jiang Chen was not disappointed. When Mr. Jialewei said his concluding remarks, the beautiful woman wearing a UNICEF uniform came forward. In the red brocade wooden box held in her hand, there lay a piece of clothing that looked like Antique tea cup.

"The teacup used by Queen Victoria is two hundred years old. The donor is Duke Edward from London. The starting price is US$5 million!"

There was applause in the venue, people paid their respects to the generous Duke, and then raised the bidding cards in their hands.

In the end, this teacup once used by the Queen was sold for a sky-high price of 17 million US dollars.

The second one is also an antique, there’s nothing much to say about it.

When it came to the third item, Jiang Chen immediately cheered up.

Because what is about to be auctioned is the pen he used, with a starting price of one hundred thousand dollars!

To be honest, he was quite looking forward to the price this pen would fetch. However, the reality was very cruel. The auction house was quiet for two seconds, and no one bid. Seeing that his pen was about to fail, Jiang Chen's expression suddenly became awkward.

Damn it, this guy is pretending a little too much!

Seeing Jiang Chen's deflated look, Xia Shiyu pursed her crooked lips and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

After taking the sign, she casually wrote a string of zeros on it and was about to take a photo of the pen for him.

But at this moment, a sign was raised on the other side of the venue, and the host immediately turned his attention to that side and exclaimed.

"One million dollars! Directly increase the bid ten times! The winner of the auction is Carmen Rothschild! Let us give our applause to this generous gentleman and this generous family..."

Applause sounded, but Jiang Chen felt a little embarrassed.

At this time, he noticed that Carmen, who was sitting there, was smiling at him and raising her glass from a distance.

Well, I finally have someone who knows the stuff.

The fourth item was the finale "Pearls of the Pacific", which caused a wave of excitement at the auction. The starting price was five million US dollars, and each increase in price should not be less than one hundred thousand. However, as soon as the painting was displayed, a certain rich man doubled the price to 10 million US dollars without following common sense!

However, it is a pity that his competitor is Jiang Chen.

After a battle, when the third hammer sound fell, the painting was finally sold at a high price of 1.1 billion US dollars, and was eaten by Jiang Chen. A painting was sold for US$1.1 billion. Even though there were many wealthy guests present, they were still stunned by the terrifying transaction price.

Many celebrities and socialites even cast their glances at Jiang Chen, and at the same time expressed their jealousy towards Xia Shiyu sitting next to him, wishing they were the ones sitting there.

The fifth product appeared and immediately attracted Jiang Chen's attention.

It was an unremarkable notebook.

To be precise, it was a codebook.

And the origin of this codebook is a little bit special... (.)

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