After hearing this, everyone stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the box, and looked down the stage.
I saw that an item handover ceremony was going on in the audience. The first auction session was over. All Tang Rong’s overseas collections over the past decades were sold. Many of the top ten families could even be seen among those receiving the items.
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It seems that they cannot withstand the temptation of these treasures.
After receiving the items, Tang Rong walked onto the stage again, took the microphone and said: "The staff at the backstage just made statistics and found that a total of 70 billion in charity funds were collected from this auction. My assistant is communicating with people from the Nanhai Provincial Charity Federation.
, these 70 billion will soon appear in the hands of those who really need them in impoverished mountainous areas."
After speaking, he paused for a moment, as if waiting for the thunderous applause from the audience.
However, except for a few ordinary people who applauded, representatives of other major forces sat in the audience and looked at him expressionlessly.
After all, in the eyes of people like them, worldly money has long been like dung.
They have never had any concept of money. As long as they want to get it, they can get it without money. There are even countless people who squeeze through the threshold and want to get things into their hands.
Tang Rong coughed in embarrassment and said: "In that case, I won't say any more nonsense. Next, I will display the cultural relics that I have kept privately for a lifetime and are part of my Chinese culture.
, and then donate it to the country for free!”
As soon as these words came out, many people at the scene obviously raised their eyes.
A pair of eyes fell on him.
This made Tang Rong feel stabbed for a moment, and he said hurriedly: "What, my collection this time was actually bought at some private auctions abroad. It is purely personal preference, and I don't know the origin. If
If something really happens later, and which collection was lost by the ancestors of each family, we can discuss it privately, and there will be no problem."
He finished what he had prepared in advance, then turned back and said: "Just take out all my collections this time and hand them over!"
Soon, staff members wearing red cheongsam, escorted by a group of bodyguards in black suits, pushed a huge table to the center of the stage.
The huge table was covered with a red cloth.
Tang Rong walked behind the table with the microphone in hand, his expression obviously becoming extremely nervous.
He stood there, looking at the red cloth in front of him with some horror, and said tremblingly: "These, these things are my life's treasures. Now I take them out, please don't laugh."
"Open it."
Tang Rong turned his head and whispered to the staff around him.
"Why haven't you seen Yu Long yet?"
At this time, in the audience, a member of the Yu family frowned slightly and looked at everyone on the stage: "Didn't you say that he is not dead? He should have appeared at this time."
Yu Qian said nothing and kept staring at the table covered by red cloth on the stage.
"Chen Sheng, he said that all these things should be handed over to the state."
Suddenly, Yu Qian spoke calmly, then turned to look at the fat middle-aged man sitting next to him: "But my Yu family also wants these things. When you go up to take over them later, what do you think should be done with these things?"