"Chen Jianlin."
Having called out to Chen Jianlin, Gong Yue pointed at Jiang Chen and said, "Look at the way he's dressed. Does he look like someone who could have received an invitation?"
Chen Jianlin was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up. He looked approvingly at Gong Yue and turned to find the organizers of the auction.
"Good evening, sir! Could you please show me your invitation?"
A while later, Chen Jianlin returned with the staff from the organizers, who frowned upon seeing Jiang Chen. Dressed so plainly, he definitely didn't look like an invited guest.
Jiang Chen glanced at Chen Jianlin, understanding that he was looking for trouble, and turned to the staff member and said indifferently, "I don't have an invitation; I was invited by someone."
"Haha, someone invited you? Who would invite someone like you? I bet you snuck in, right?" Chen Jianlin mocked outright.
