Wangfu Hotel, a multi-functional hall.

"Tianyin, why didn't you tell me earlier if you have such a plan?" An Xiuxian smiled and walked towards Shentu Tianyin who was standing at the door.

Shentu Tianyin is not alone. Gu Kewen and Fu Mingmei are standing beside her. The three women, led by Shentu Tianyin, are like a barrier of flowers, making people unable to help but be full of fantasy. However, beside Shentu Tianyin, the former socialite, the eldest lady of the Gu family has lost her former aura and can only serve as a foil.

A smile appeared on the corner of Shentu Tianyin's mouth and said lightly: "Actually, it was not what I arranged. It was the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce who held a charity cocktail party. If there is an entrance fee, I have already paid it for you."

"How can this work? I should pay for it." An Xiuxian said.

Shentu Tianyin said: "It's just a small sum of money, why are you so concerned about it? If you have the will, there will be a charity auction later, and you can just buy one or two items."

"No problem, let's go in." An Xiuxian wanted to pull Shentu Tianyin's hand, but Shentu Tianyin had already turned around and walked inside.

Gu Kewen cut a step across, blocking An Xiuxian's footsteps.

An Xiuxian frowned immediately, but there was no attack.

Gu Kewen whispered: "Mr. An, have you seen Xia Lei?"

An Xiuxian was slightly stunned for a moment, and looked at Gu Kewen vigilantly, "You seem to have asked the wrong person, right? I didn't see him, and I don't want to hear this person's name."

Gu Kewen smiled sweetly, "Mr. An, don't mind, I'm just asking casually." Leaving this sentence, she also entered the multi-purpose hall.

An Xiuxian frowned, "Why did this woman suddenly ask me if I had seen Xia Lei? Does she know something? It's impossible..."

There are many guests in the multi-function hall, not only heavyweights from the Kyoto business district, but also well-known figures from all over the country. If all the wealth of these people is added together, it will be at least hundreds of billions of dollars. If these people can gather these people, it must be an organization like the Chamber of Commerce, even Shentu Tianyin will not do it.

The charity reception has not officially begun, and the guests are talking in groups of three or five.

Shin Tu Tianyin took An Soo-hyun to meet several heavyweights in the business world, and praised An Soo-hyun's business talent with unique vision. Several heavyweights who knew An Soo-hyun also looked at each other differently because An Soo-hyun was the young Dong of the Korean God Realm Group and had a great conversation.

An Xiuxian was very happy. For the first time, he felt that he was Shen Tu Tianyin's "boyfriend".

Soon, a group of reporters surrounded and interviewed Shentu Tianyin and An Xiuxian on the mobile phone projects of Vientiane Group and Shenyu Group. This was arranged by Shentu Tianyin early in the morning. She was very good at using the media's mouthpiece to build momentum.

Looking at Shen Tu Tianyin and An Xiuxian with a smile on their faces and responding calmly to a group of reporters, Fu Mingmei frowned and muttered: "What is that boy Xia Lei doing? He is so disappointing. Last time, I thought he was going to be with Tianyin, after all, both of them were going to kiss, but I didn't expect him to be missing again. Alas, it's really a rotten wood that cannot be carved..."

Gu Kewen walked slowly to Fu Mingmei and said lightly: "Tianyin and An Xiuxian are really a perfect match. They are handsome and beautiful, and they are a perfect match. They are simply a pair of people made in heaven and earth."

Fu Ming whitened her, "It seemed like you said that Tianyin and your brother were also talking about that."

Gu Kewen did think so at the beginning and said this, but Gu Kewu is still in prison now.

This was undoubtedly a sarcastic statement to Gu Kewen. There was no expression of unhappiness on Ke Gu Kewen's face. She smiled, "My brother failed, the king was successful, the enemy was defeated, there is nothing to say. Men always want to get the best woman in the world and the highest right. My brother was so angry that he was fighting with Xia Lei, but wasn't he still picked up the cheaper by this An Xiuxian?"

Fu Mingmei looked at Gu Kewen with a strange look, "You have changed a lot."

Gu Kewen sighed softly, "People can change."

The charity cocktail party began, and the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce led to the resignation. The theme of this charity cocktail party was "Love, Care, and Dedication". The auction was not a famous wine, but a work of art donated by some artists. The donations sold will be used to aid poor college students and left-behind children in mountainous areas.

After the Chamber of Commerce's remarks, the music on the back sounded. A huge LCD monitor on the main wall also began to play documentaries recording the living conditions of poor college students and left-behind children in the mountainous areas.

The theme is good, and the charity party is good, but the billionaires present are concerned about poor college students and left-behind children in the mountains. More people hardly watch documentaries on the monitors, nor are they affected by heavy backgrounds. They are talking about business, golf, and some are hunting for beautiful women.

An Xiuxian is one of them. He has no interest in any students or children. He only cares about Shentu Tianyin.

Tonight's mood is undoubtedly the best time in this period. Xia Lei fell into his hands. As long as he handed Xia Lei to Cia's people, the benefits of helping his father run for the next election of the South Korean president will be fulfilled, and his father An Jinjian is very likely to become the next president of South Korea. At that time, he was not just the young director of the Shenyu Group!

What made him even happier was that Shentu Tianyin's attitude towards him seemed to have changed, which gave him the opportunity to have a kiss on the beauty.

Rights and beauty are all in his control!

What else is more fun than this?

The art auction began. The host showed a landscape painting, and the LCD monitor on the main wall also showed the painting, which was enough for everyone present to see the details of the painting.

The painter was not famous, and there was not even a person who raised the price. The painting was eventually sold at the lowest price.

The host then showed another Thangka, which was extremely exquisite.

Shentu Tianyin looked at the Thangka on the LCD monitor and said with a heartbeat: "It's so beautiful. My father, Xiang Buddha, I want to give it to him, he will definitely like it."

"Does your uncle like it?" An Xiuxian said, "Then I will take a photo and give it to my uncle."

Shentu Tianyin didn't say he wanted it or didn't want it, but just smiled faintly.

Her smile seemed to be a shot of stimulant, which directly injected into An Xiuxian's heart. When the host on stage offered "500,000", he raised the sign, "One million!"

The host was very happy and said loudly: "This gentleman has bid for one million yuan. Is there anyone else? This Thangka is a work by the late old artist Balimu for fifty years, and there is a huge room for appreciation..."

"One million and one hundred thousand!" Someone raised a sign.

"Okay, that gentleman bids one million yuan, and there is no one to bid? One million yuan at a time!" The host is experienced and an old fry.

An Xiuxian frowned, glanced at the man holding the sign, and then raised the sign for the second time, "Two million!"

This almost barbaric way of price increase immediately discouraged the bidder and did not raise his sign. Although the Thangka is precious and priceless, they are all cultural relics with hundreds of years of history. For example, if there are fifty years of history, it is not worth more than one million, let alone two million.

The host is also a sensible person, no longer speaking sensational language, and said directly: "This gentleman bids two million, two million once, two million twice..."

"I, I...I'll bid for five million!" A voice rang in the multi-function hall, attracting the attention of many people.

All the billionaires present. In fact, buying a work of art for a few million is almost the concept of an ordinary person spending a few hundred yuan to buy a piece of clothing. It is nothing. However, it is obvious that something worth 500,000 yuan is used to buy five million yuan, which makes people curious.

Who is the bidder?

Even Shentu Tianyin couldn't help but look over, but was stunned when he saw it.

In front of everyone, a young man in the uniform of a waiter from the Royal Mansion Hotel was nervously holding a bidding license plate. He stood straight, his forehead covered with sweat.

An Soo-hyun was also confused, but he soon came back to his senses, "What's going on? Is this guy here to make trouble?"

The host couldn't figure out the situation and said tentatively: "This waiter, you have to think clearly. If you don't buy it if you take a photo, then it's..."

Before the host finished speaking, the waiter interrupted him, "No, it wasn't me who bought it, it was me who held the sign on behalf of others. The gentleman said, said..."

The host said patiently: "What did he say?"

The waiter gritted his teeth and said, "Does he say that Koreans also have money to buy such noble works of art? He also said that the gentleman who bids for two million should, should..."

An Xiuxian said angrily: "What should we do?"

"We should study how to make kimchi," the waiter said.

"Hahaha..." I don't know who was rude and laughed.

There was a sudden discussion in the multi-purpose hall where the charity reception was held.

It is obvious that someone paid a deposit and asked a waiter to hold a sign, but not to buy things, but to humiliate An Soo-hyun.

An Soo-hyun is a smart person. He then scanned the multi-purpose hall to find the guy who was against him, but he did not see any suspicious person.

"Five million once!" The host, no matter what personal grudges the host is, the higher the price, the higher his commission.

An Soo-hyun snorted coldly, raising the sign for the third time, "Six million!"

"Ten million!" The waiter was so happy to hold the sign, and the price was so happy to shout!

Everyone in the hall was talking about it. Was the person who didn't show up crazy?

"One thousand one million!"

"Five million!" The waiter was simply stressed.

"Twenty million!" An Xiuxian had lost her mind.

"Two thousand..." the waiter suddenly said: "You won, that broken painting is yours."

An Xiuxian was stunned on the spot.

"Twenty million once, twice, twenty million three times!" The host spoke quickly and quickly completed the program. The waiter did not raise the sign, and he did not believe that any fool would give more than twenty million to buy a Thangka worth only 500,000.

There was a burst of applause in the multi-function hall.

Although the applause was a praise of An Soo-hyun's heroic spirit, An Soo-hyun seemed to have a kind of irony when he heard it. He looked at the waiter with a gloomy face, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this person.

Shen Tu Tianyin smiled and said, "Siuxian, I really didn't expect you to be so passionate about charity. You made me look at you with admiration."

An Xiuxian forced a smile on her face, "As long as it is something my uncle likes, it is worth spending any amount of money, let alone for those poor children."

"Thank you." Shen Tu Tianyin smiled sweetly.

At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared on the huge LCD monitor on the main wall.
Chapter completed!