These two people are the chief and deputy stewards of Jubao Pavilion who review the invitations.
Their scrutiny is extremely strict.
Those dignitaries and dignitaries were used to being arrogant in normal times, but when faced with such strict scrutiny by the two stewards, they were not at all displeased, and they all cooperated very well.
There were a lot of people entering Jubao Pavilion, and they all lined up at the back, waiting to enter.
It wasn't too early for the four of Ye Qingluo to come, so they stood at the back of the line in a well-mannered manner, waiting for the review with various dignitaries.
Waiting and waiting, there was another long queue behind.
When there are more people, the outside of Jubao Pavilion will become more and more lively.
There are also many high-ranking officials and dignitaries who directly took advantage of the situation and started dating each other.
There are also many family forces from other continents that have begun to show their presence.
There were too many people talking, and soon there was a team, and there was a noise.
"Plop!" With the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, a person was pushed out from the line, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Amidst the noisy noise, there were also a few women's contemptuous mocking voices: "You trash, you dare to come to the auction ceremony, do you know where this is?"
The one who was pushed to the ground was a well-dressed, handsome young man.
He got up from the ground and looked timidly at the person who pushed him out: "I... I know this is an auction ceremony, why can't I come because I have an invitation card?"
"Invitation? It's up to you?" The woman sneered coldly, "You must have stolen this invitation! You're a piece of trash with no background, where did you get the invitation from?"
"What are you talking about so much, take his invitation and take a look, and you will know whether it is true or false." Another woman said.
The other women nodded in agreement when they heard the words.
Four women rushed out from the line, grabbed the boy by the collar, and rummaged through him for invitations.
These women are only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the boy is only sixteen or seventeen years old.
Disputes among young people.
People from the major forces will naturally not interfere.
That is to say, waiting time, watching a farce.
The young man struggled in panic: "What are you doing! Of course my invitation is true, please let me go!"
His struggle was no match for the four women.
After a while, a woman took out a gold-encrusted invitation card from his body.
The woman looked at the invitation in surprise: "This kid really has an invitation?"
"Open it and see if it's his name." Another woman grabbed it with her hands and opened it.
A few heads came forward, after seeing the name on the sticker.
The expressions of several people were a little strange.
"He's a little trash, how could he have an invitation?"
"Is this a fake?"
"Yes, this must be an invitation that the little waste deliberately forged to sneak into the auction ceremony!"
The four women looked at each other and smiled, seeing a sneering smile in each other's eyes.
Suddenly, the woman holding the invitation suddenly raised the invitation and took a step back: "Little waste, how dare you deceive Jubao Pavilion with a fake invitation!"
"Tear up the invitation card! Let's see how he can deceive people!"
Several women laughed and huddled together, and began to tear the gold-encrusted invitation.
Seeing this, the young man rushed forward eagerly: "It's real! This is a real invitation, you can't tear it up, you can't tear it up!"
But he just pounced on it.
He was kicked out by four women.
The boy was sweating profusely, and rushed forward to grab it again.
But those women seemed to be teasing puppies.
Holding the invitation card, he lured the young man to rush towards them.