The showdown between Ziwei Club and Yanjing Club is located at the Yanjing Hotel.

Seeing the eye-catching signboard of Yanjing Hotel, Chen Qingyun laughed silently. He finally had some leisure time, but he didn't buy anything and remember nothing. He saw only the busy crowd. The pressure of life made Yanjing people race against time.

Xin Buzhu + Entering the lobby of Yanjing Hotel, a young man with a separate head came up and said mysteriously: "Hey, buddy, good stuff, why not?"

Chen Qingyun was sadly discovering that there were not many things in this world that could move him. The huge wealth not only deprived him of his interest, but also gradually faded his emotions. Apart from his past friends and sisters, I really don’t know who could enter his heart. He didn’t even doubt that one day, like other wealthy people, he would be full of money in his bones and could not hold any other things, including emotions.

But he is Chen Qingyun and is destined not to go that step. The mysterious greeting in front of him aroused his curiosity: "What good thing is so mysterious?"

"Do you know the auction the day after tomorrow?" It seems that Xiaobiantou is an experienced scalper who knows how to arouse the appetite of customers: "The showdown between Ziwei Club and Yanjing Club is hard to get a ticket."

Chen Qingyun said in confusion: "Do you still need to buy tickets? I heard you have to enter with the invitation?"

Xiaopin said disdainfully: "You are not a fool from S, right? If you don't sell tickets, why can the organizers make money?"

Chen Qingyun really didn't know that the organizer had also issued another ticket. I heard that it was this, so I had already gone to Java. He was about to answer the small part, but an exaggerated scream rang behind him: "Qingyun, my child, are you really?"

Chen Qingyun looked back and said in surprise: "Carlisle, it's been a long time since I saw you, and I'm getting better and better. How can I have the time to come to Yanjing?"

"Thanks to your girlfriend, I gave me a few massages a year, and there was no disease." Carlisle said excitedly: "I came when I received the invitation. What kind of showdown between you two clubs? Can I not come to support you? Don't tell me, you won't participate."

When Xiaobian saw someone disturbing the situation, he was about to lose his temper, but unexpectedly he met the main owner and suddenly became sad: Fortunately, he was not present, otherwise he would be embarrassed.

"Carlisle, I can't invite you to dinner at noon, I'm going to catch a plane soon." Chen Qingyun said apologetically: "There will be a meeting in the afternoon, and I have to rush back."

Carlisle said considerately: "It doesn't matter, as long as you participate in the day after tomorrow, we have time to get together."

The showdown between Ziwei Club and Yanjing Club kicked off with the attention of senior officials and the media's gathering light.

The number of participants in the two clubs is about the same, about fifteen or sixteen. The first three rows under the auction table are reserved for the participants.

When entering the auction site, Chen Qingyun was shocked: the dark crowd filled the hall, and the private room on the second floor was also crowded. What Chen Qingyun felt was Carlisle, Giorre, Lawrence, Cobert, An Xin, Qu Zhi and others, and even Pan Cheng was also the invited guests.

The person who hosted the auction was not the auctioneer, but CCTV's elder sister and elder brother: Feng Zhi and Xu Xiao. It seems that the organizers did not come completely for the benefit, and the purpose of publicity is greater than economic interests.

Who organized this showdown and chose to change the term of the Mind + Sentiment period, Chen Qingyun became more interested in this showdown.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the peak showdown between Ziwei Club and Yanjing Club that we have been waiting for for a long time has officially begun today. First, let me introduce the guests who participated in today's auction." Feng Zhi's thick baritone echoed in the multi-purpose hall. Chen Qingyun then realized that the world's ding-level consortiums, the top 500 domestic central enterprises and the top 100 private enterprises, all sent representatives to participate, and people who are usually hidden deep in the face today.

After the introduction, Xu Xiao held the Honghong's competition list and said sweetly: "The auction starts with the items. The first item is the finest item presented by the Yanjing Club: the 18-meter-long Suzhou embroidery finest item-Shanhe Junxiu."

Suddenly sounded from the venue. This map of mountains and rivers is a very rare work in Suzhou embroidery. This auction does not allow cultural relics to be on stage, but the more strange things are, the more eye-catching it will attract. However, at today's auction, this Suzhou embroidery seemed to be a bit insufficient.

"This picture of "Shanhe Junxiu" took five years and was carefully embroidered by twenty excellent embroidery girls." After Xu Xiao's sweet voice introduced "Shanhe Junxiu" in detail, he excitedly announced: "The starting price of "Shanhe Junxiu" provided by Yanjing Club is five million, with an increase of no less than 100,000 yuan each time."

The No. 350 button in the hall: "Five million and one hundred thousand."

Immediately afterwards someone pressed the button: "Five and Six million."

Then the red lights light up all the way, and the characters on the big screen kept renovating.

Sitting in the Yanjing Club team in the A-district, all the contestants showed smug smiles. They arranged the items to be entangled: the value of this embroidery is not very high, and it cannot resist the number of people they like. What is the most important thing in the opening game: popularity. The rise in popularity is very important for the subsequent auction.

The price of "Shanhe Junxiu" quickly exceeded 10 million, and the others quit the competition, leaving only an old man in the No. 9 box and the lobby.

"This old man is a famous collector in China and has a special liking for embroidery. If he likes him, others will definitely have no hope."

"What is a collector? What does it mean to compete with him? Huaxia Petrochemical, which does not regard money as the owner of money, costs more than tens of millions of dollars for a new building, which is worse than this embroidery."

"Look, it has reached 13 million, and the collectors hesitated."

Various arguments were clearly heard in Chen Qingyun's ears. A chandelier from Huaxia Petroleum cost more than 10 million yuan. Chen Qingyun really didn't like this collector.

For 14.8 million, the old collector raised his hand twice and finally let it go powerlessly. He really shouldn't have faced the leader of a central enterprise who spent money like flowing water.

This auction is not a traditional hammer knock, but an automatic control by computers. If no one raises the price for more than one minute, the numbers on the large screen will be counted down at ten seconds intervals, from three to one, from counting to one, there is no increase in the price, the numbers stop jumping, and the transaction is successful.

The multi-functional hall heard warm applause, and Chen Qingyun could hear that everyone was not respectful to Huaxia Petrochemical, but Chinese etiquette told everyone that it was time to applaud.

"The second item: the "Blue Dream" suit perfume provided by Ziwei Club." Feng Zhi's deep voice sounded passionately in the hall: "The single piece "Blue Dream" was sold at Huagang for a sky-high price of 2 million yuan. This time the suit is a ding-level treasure of "Blue Dream", and there is no second item in the world. The starting price is three million, and the price is no less than 100,000 yuan per time."

The idea of ​​Ziwei Club is exactly the same as that of Yanjing Club, and now it is a gathering popularity. There are rare things like "Blue Dream", which can be said to kill all the ladies in seconds.

This is the first item Chen Qingyun sent. Its purpose is not to earn results, but to liven up the atmosphere and open up the way for the auctions later.

The person in the No. 3 box decisively pressed the red bidding keys and numeric keys, and a number popped up on the big screen: "Five million."

The whole hall was in an uproar: Who is this person? It's so fierce. Only Chen Qingyun knows: This is Carlisle, he is trying to ting himself. Others don't know who "Blue Dream" is, can Carlisle not know?

A sharp, but extremely clear curse sounded in the hall: "***, I really want to swallow you in one bite." But my subordinate pressed it without any vaguely, and a line of numbers appeared on the big screen: 5.5 million.

The unique "Blue Dream" suit, the noble lady who has won this sweetness only has one idea: she will never miss her chances.

Chen Qingyun only thought about gaining popularity, but he didn't expect that the temptation + temptation of this perfume was too great, and the numbers on the screen soared:

Five million, nine million,

Six million and two million,

Seven million and eight hundred million.

This perfume was jointly refined by Chen Qingyun and Luo Yue. Influenced by Qingsong Real Man, he learned to inject spiritual energy into the dishes while working in the green grassland. He taught Luo Yue this method. Luo Yue hugged Chen Qingyun excitedly and walked around the perfume workshop dedicated to Luo Yue for several times, almost turning the perfume workshop into a tofu workshop.

In producing "Blue Dream", Luo Yue never used others.

The numbers on the big screen did not stop jumping because of Chen Qingyun's trance. The people in the Yanjing Club were still very calm at the beginning. When the price of "Blue Dream" jumped to 120 million, someone was already twisting and moving; when the number jumped to 15 million, not only the Yanjing Club, but also everyone in the multi-function hall stared at the big screen with their breath.

This silent auction puts more pressure on people.

It was another box No. 3, with a price of 19.8 million yuan, which made all bidders roll their eyes. A noble lady cursed on the spot: "***, isn't it harmful?"

A staff member immediately stepped forward and whispered: "Beautiful lady, please respect yourself. If there is a second time, I can only ask you to leave."

The numbers on the big screen no longer jumped, and the perfume in "Blue Dream" was shot away by the No. 3 box. Next, it was the Yanjing Club's turn, with the first two rounds of surprise, everyone stared at the auction table firmly.

The item list is about an unknown tree. Any strange tree that will be brought to the duel between Ziwei Club and Yanjing Club, which is really exciting.

A small cart came out of the backstage. On the cart was a small tree with a large root but a lever of a thumb, less than one meter high, with round leaves, which were very strange. Others could not see clearly, but Chen Qingyun saw clearly: there was a faint pattern of Yin and Yang fish on the leaves.

Feeling the existence of this tree, Chen Qingyun's long-lost and inexplicable excitement appeared in his mind. Chen Qingyun knew that this little tree was very important to him.

At this time, the waiter came to the No. 3 box and whispered: "Sir, now you pay to collect the auction items, or wait until the auction is over before picking up."

Carlisle said happily: "Now, get the card swiper."

The waiter had brought all the things. After waiting for Carlisle to swipe his card to pay, the waiter said respectfully: "Congratulations, sir, this is your auction item."

Carlisle couldn't wait to open the perfume bottle and dripped a drop of perfume on the handkerchief. Something amazing happened: a faint fragrance floated towards the hall.

When Feng Zhi was about to introduce this strange tree to the guests, a strange scream rang out in the No. 3 box.
Chapter completed!