Wang Tao praised generously, and Xu Qianqian smiled shyly.

If Wang Tao was an old man, he might have understood some other unfounded meaning from Qin Xiangyang's words.

For example, Mr. Qin pays attention to whether the female anchor has a certain interest in her, and then starts to actively match up and create opportunities.

But Wang Tao is not the case. He is just a new manager who has been employed for less than half a year. He has not yet learned how to figure out the meaning, and even as a straight man, he has not thought about this aspect.

Qin Xiangyang didn't mean that, so he left after chatting for a few more words.

After Qin Xiangyang had lunch and took a nap, he drove to the auction house.

There will be a charity auction in the afternoon, so many people have already arrived.

Qin Xiangyang stopped the car and was a little surprised. There were luxury cars everywhere. The cheapest one was probably the Audi A6. I don't know if it was an ordinary car that I was too embarrassed to drive out.

Is this what rich people do?

Qin Xiangyang was inexplicably excited. It seemed that he had never participated in anything like this. Now that he was here, he began to look forward to it unknowingly.

Then I realized that I seemed to be a little inconsistent, because everyone was dressed more formally, with men wearing suits and ties, and women wearing dresses.

Qin Xiangyang was wearing a pair of short sleeves and large pants. He touched his chin and was worried that he had forgotten to wear formal clothes. He should prepare a set at the company next time.

But fortunately, the invitation letter was there, maybe because he called 918, so there was no drama where the ticket inspector at the gate looked down on me and then pretended to be a slap in the face.

After the ticket check was successful, he was given a list of auction items.

Follow the sign to your destination. After entering the lobby, you can see men and women chatting in the reception area at the back. There are snacks, tea and coffee nearby.

At this moment, Qin Xiangyang felt that he was out of place again. After all, he didn't know anyone. In order to avoid the embarrassment of being alone, he simply walked forward and found his seat. After sitting down, he started browsing the list.

His seat is in the third row, which is not very impressive.

After scanning around, Qin Xiangyang was slightly disappointed. It seemed that the bidding prices were not very high. Most of them started at ten thousand or twenty thousand, and the highest one was a Ming Dynasty vase, which started at fifty thousand.

It seems that this auction is not as high-end as imagined, and my plan to spend hundreds of millions will basically be declared bankrupt.

So he started playing with his mobile phone boredly. Just when Qin Xiangyang thought he would stay until the auction started, someone sat next to him and talked to him.

"Sir, are you here to attend the auction too?" A gentle voice sounded next to him.

This is nonsense, but it can probably be used as a great way to pick up people.

Qin Xiangyang turned his head and saw a young man of the same age looking at him with a smile.

"Yes, you too?" Qin Xiangyang put away his phone and replied nonsense.

"Yes, hello, I am Zhang Zibo from Chang'an Shoes Industry." The young man stretched out his hand and said politely.

Qin Xiangyang also stretched out his hand, shook his hand, smiled and said: "Hello, I have known you for a long time, my name is Qin Xiangyang."

"It turns out it's Mr. Qin. I've admired him for a long time. Mr. Qin is really young!" Zhang Zibo also said useless words.

Qin Xiangyang felt that this "Jiu Yang" meant something similar to him, and it seemed that he had not heard of him.

"The auction will start in a while. Mr. Qin, do you want to come with us to chat? They are also some young entrepreneurs." Zhang Zibo pointed to the back with a smile, then softened his voice and said: "There are still a few more

A star is here too."

Qin Xiangyang looked behind and saw that there were indeed several young people standing and chatting together. He hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Then I'll ask Mr. Zhang to lead the way."

He didn't care about the celebrities Zhang Zibo mentioned, but it didn't hurt to go and see them, since they were boring anyway.

Zhang Zibo nodded happily, and then led Qin Xiangyang back.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Qin Xiangyang, Mr. Qin." Zhang Zibo appeared to be very enthusiastic and intervened in the topics of several people, and then introduced with a smile.

"Mr. Qin really has a lot of personality!" A woman wearing a dress and perming her hair said with a smile.

Everyone laughed kindly.

Qin Xiangyang could hear that there seemed to be no malicious intent here, so he said with a shy expression: "I was in a hurry when I came out, and I forgot to change my clothes."

This was a bit unexpected, I thought I would look down on him because of his clothes.

"I wonder what aspect Mr. Qin's company operates?" a young man wearing a blue tie asked tentatively.

Everyone stopped laughing and stopped talking, obviously waiting for Qin Xiangyang's answer.

"I opened a catering company called CC Catering, but I can't get it on the market." Qin Xiangyang pondered for a moment, and then said, in this situation, it won't go away without saying anything. It's not good to be too low-key, and wait for others to ridicule, and then

There's no point in slapping him in the face again.

"CC Catering, is this CC Milk Tea?" Someone reacted and said in surprise: "It turns out that the famous CC Milk Tea was opened by Mr. Qin!"

"Yeah, I really didn't expect that the CEO of CC Milk Tea is young and promising. I didn't expect to meet him in person today."

Several people cheered and complimented him, but Zhang Zibo's expression was a little weird, but no one noticed it.

With the identity of CC Catering President, he has officially integrated into this small group, and through conversations and introductions, Qin Xiangyang also roughly understood the identities of several people.

But when two celebrities were introduced, Qin Xiangyang was a little embarrassed and didn't recognize them. One was the curly-haired woman who spoke out for the first time, named Liu Yao, and the other had long hair, wearing a blue dress, named Zhang Zihan.

Even after hearing the name, Qin Xiangyang didn't recognize him. He was probably some little star.

What's even more embarrassing is that several young entrepreneurs have sent Qin Xiangyang a business card, but he hasn't printed his own business card yet, so he can only lie and say that he forgot to bring it.

In the following time, Qin Xiangyang did not speak for most of the time and just listened to their exchanges. When the auction was about to start and everyone dispersed, Zhang Zihan still smiled and said: "Please, please don't embarrass me too much later!"

As he spoke, he winked playfully, and several people also smiled and reassured.

Only Qin Xiangyang was confused.

Zhang Zibo probably noticed Qin Xiangyang's confusion. On the way back to his seat, he explained: "These little celebrities usually come here with one or two items. She seems to be...a piece of clothing, right?"

Zhang Zibo hesitated for a moment, then recalled the words and spoke.

Qin Xiangyang understood instantly. He probably didn't want his auction to be rejected, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.
Chapter completed!