Rebirth of an Ugly Girl Turned Around

"This is no problem, but the cash box in my bodyguard's hand, you have to find someone to help us get it into the auction venue."

Knowing the rules of the Changxizhuang auction, Mao Shiyong naturally wouldn't say much, but this time he and Qiao Yi'an each brought 5 million in cash, and the two boxes of cash were more than two hundred catties, so naturally they had to find The people at the venue help.

The man wearing the Pleasant Goat mask replied with a smile: "Of course, I'll call two people to help you carry things."

These days, harmony makes money, and I have seen the huge black cash box in the hands of the two bodyguards of the other party. How can a man disagree with such a thing of rushing to give money? What's more, they also know that many of these rich people are powerless. If they are asked to bring such heavy things to the auction, they might as well not come... This black market auction wants To attract customers, naturally he would not smash his own brand on such a trivial matter. With a wave of his hand, the man behind him asked a man wearing a lazy sheep mask and a village head mask to help him carry things and lead the way in front.

It was the first time to come to Changxi Village, Qiao Yi'an remained calm and carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

There is not much difference between this place and an ordinary farmyard. The ground is paved with the oldest bluestone bricks. The house is also made of ordinary bluestone bricks. It is only a short two-story building. Follow the other side. After entering the building, I realized that this seemingly ordinary two-story building actually has a universe inside.

The whole house is built similarly to those teahouses in ancient TV dramas. There is a huge round table in the middle of the room, and a red lacquered carved solid wood table is placed, and a beautiful high platform is placed under the round table. The hammer, it seems, is the place where the auctioneer finalizes the deal.

There are round tables around the room. These round tables surround the raised circular stand in the middle, and you can clearly see the auction items on the stand. Since the room here is not big, Qiao Yi'an roughly scanned the whole room. There are two upper and lower floors, and there are estimated to be more than 20 tables, with six chairs placed in front of each table, and each invitation letter can bring a partner. There are probably less than a hundred people who will meet.

At this time, there were already a lot of people sitting scattered in the whole room, just like what Mao Shiyong said before, many of these people wore masks and wigs, so they couldn't see their real appearance. Someone put on a hood directly.

Seeing someone coming in from the door again, many people turned their heads to look this way, everyone looked at Mao Shiyong and Qiao Yi'an from the beginning to the end, and seeing that there was nothing to be seen, they turned their heads again.

"This way, please." The man wearing the lazy sheep mask led Qiao Yi'an to an empty table in the left corner.

Although it was close to the corner, the viewing angle of this place was not bad. Qiao Yian glanced at the stands. From this direction, she could clearly see the situation on the stands.

As time went by, more and more people were in the room, and Qiao Yi'an also began to notice that almost 70% of these people sat with decorations to hide their faces, and the rest were either brought by some people. Pretty female companions, or some nouveau riche, and those old families, she hardly saw anyone show their faces.

Of course, there are occasional exceptions among these people.

Qiao Yi'an looked at the entrance at this time - several figures walked in from the door, and the most dazzling one was a blond man.