Under the soft light, Gu Xijun came slowly in a cheongsam. Tang Feng Pavilion is a two-story antique-style private room, a bit like the scene of an antique auction in the tomb robbery notes.
In the center of the private room was a set of antique sour branch tables and chairs, Gu Xijun smiled, sat down elegantly at the table, and Bai Xi's slender fingers stroked the shiny guzheng.
She began to learn guzheng at the age of five under the arrangement of Gu Weiye, and has been cultivated as a lady since she was a child. Whether she likes it or not, as long as Gu Weiye decides something, she has no reason to refuse.
Rub! The guzheng made the first sound of the night, and Gu Xijun's fingers slowly ran across the taut strings, and the slow and smooth melody immediately filled the entire space.
The private room was full, and all the old customers of Half Moon Bay and some idle rich second generations tried their best to get an admission ticket, just to see the face of Gu's daughter. Some people may wonder why she auctioned off her first night in Half Moon Bay, or the competitor who wanted to embarrass Gu Weiye, it no longer matters.
The important thing is that Gu Xijun has successfully captured the attention of well-known people in the upper class society of Nanshi, and directed and acted in a wonderful and extraordinary show. What follows, only a stupid joke owes the highest bidder.
At the end of the song, Gu Xijun stood up and bowed after every performance as usual, accepting the applause and praise from the audience. The host standing on the side was eloquent, praised her as heaven and earth, and successfully opened the curtain of the auction.
The scene became lively and exciting for a while, and the reserve price started from 10,000 yuan, and the price was increased by 10,000 yuan for each card. Brother Gongzi, who was still silent just now, talked to each other. Many people began to raise the signs in their hands, and the sound of price increases continued to fluctuate.
Lakh!
120,000!
180,000!
...
Two hundred and eighty thousand!
In less than a quarter of an hour, the bidding has risen from 10,000 to 280,000. The corners of Gu Xijun's lips hooked up a sneer, and he sighed a little in his heart that these stupid men in front of him always paid special attention to reputation and nihilistic titles. Who doesn't know that Gu Weiye is one of the top entrepreneurs in the southern city. No matter what the reason for his daughter's auction of his most precious night here, the winning bidder will definitely become the topic of conversation after the sea market.
This kind of investment in publicity effect is definitely a profitable business. So when the asking price rose to 300,000, the scene became more and more intense, and even some nouveau riche had already started a war of words, scolding each other with people who were 10,000 higher than their own asking price.
Mr. Cheng, are you also interested in this kind of woman? The driver, Xiao Zhao, poked his head out and carefully looked at the woman in the center of the first floor, but the other party was wearing a veil and couldn't see his face clearly. It's just a woman's first night, is it worth spending so much money?
Cheng Zihao was sitting in a precarious position, leisurely drinking the best pre-rain dragon well in the cup, his eyes moved away from Gu Xijun's body, and slowly returned to the documents on the table. Let's go, when this boring monkey show is over, Mr. Shen should also go back to the private room to talk about business.
But... Xiao Zhao swallowed his saliva, reluctantly took his eyes off the woman in the cheongsam, and said with an embarrassed smile: Aren't you interested in knowing whose house the flowers are, Mr. Cheng?
Cheng Zihao replied without thinking: I am not interested in this kind of unpopular pastime.
With that, he got up and buttoned up his suit and walked out the door.