The auction is scheduled to be held in the lobby of the hotel.
The spotlight illuminated the hall as bright as day, and the person presiding over the auction was someone from Jia's Auction House.
Everyone had already sat down according to the reserved seats. They were all wealthy people from counties and cities around Jinling. Some brought their lovers and some brought their children to join in the fun.
Long Geyue was still dressing up and putting on makeup in the room.
"It's too much trouble for girls to go out." Zhuo Bufan said, taking the elevator down alone.
"Oh, Zhuo Bufan." Suddenly a voice came up, it was Jiang Lang and his internet celebrity girlfriend.
Jiang Lang put his arms around the voluptuously dressed woman, looked at Zhuo Bufan with contempt and said, "Zhuo Bufan, why aren't you with Miss Long?"
"She is still cleaning up in the room." Zhuo Bufan said calmly.
Originally, Jiang Lang was playing with Qin Yecang, Xu Yong, and Zhang Yue, but those three people were talking about business matters. He didn't understand anything, so he simply called his girlfriend to join in the fun.
We are no longer carefree children. As we age, we are all preparing for our future.
For example, Qin Yecang was originally a core member of a big family and would have wireless possibilities in the future.
Not to mention Xu Yong, he manages a five-star hotel worth hundreds of millions at a young age, and his uncle is the richest man in Xuzhou.
As for Zhang Yue, although his father is the leader in Blue Valley City, he has already applied for an MBA in the United States and will be very popular in the business market in the future.
Only Jiang Lang has been doing stupid things like picking up girls and racing cars. Once his father takes a back seat in the future, he will have nothing.
Jiang Lang knew in his heart that he felt that the gap between him and his friends was getting wider and wider, and he felt suffocated and had nowhere to vent his anger, and he happened to meet Zhuo Bufan.
"To tell you the truth, Zhuo Bufan, you come from an ordinary family, how can you reach the heights of Miss Shanglong?" Jiang Lang's eyes showed disdain.
Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly: "It's okay if he tries to climb up to me."
"Haha." Jiang Lang sneered: "It's so ridiculous. Who do you think you are? You actually said that Miss Long wants you. Don't you know that Qin Yecang also likes Miss Long, and they are from an aristocratic family. If you don't understand current affairs, sooner or later
Qin Yecang will take care of you."
"Is it just him?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said lightly: "Not qualified."
Jiang Lang was stunned, and the woman with an internet face next to her smiled brightly, snorted softly, and said sideways: "Hey, you have such a loud tone. If you don't know, I would think you are one of the top four in the capital."
The young master of the family."
"You're not afraid of letting your tongue slip when you say this." Jiang Lang said, feeling a little better.
Zhuo Bufan's words directly destroyed his psychology: "You want to find a sense of superiority in me, but I'm afraid you are wrong. I met your father once, and even he didn't dare to talk to me like this."
"My dad?" Jiang Lang frowned and glared: "Zhuo Bufan, you have to look at the occasion to brag. My dad is the mayor of Jinling and will be the top leader soon. Who do you think you are..."
Before I finished speaking, I saw several middle-aged men in black clothes and black pants coming out of the elevator.
A middle-aged man with a strong aura was surrounded by everyone like a moon. Jiang Lang quickly released his hand on the woman's waist and shouted: "Dad, why are you here?"
The man is none other than Jinling Mayor Jiang Beiya.
When Jiang Beiya saw him and the woman beside him, he frowned and said, "I'll come over to talk to Mayor Zhang about business."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Beiya felt a chill in his heart when he saw the young man standing alone. With a pleasant look on his face, he quickly stepped forward: "Mr. Zhuo, you are here too."
"Yeah." Zhuo Bufan just nodded slightly, with a big gesture, but Jiang Beiya didn't feel any discomfort.
He already knew about the identity of Master Zhuo Bufan from Master Long. Such a person would achieve limitless achievements in the future, and he, the mayor, would not be able to stand in front of him.
Only Jiang Lang and the woman beside him were stunned at the same time.
It was as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was stunned.
Jiang Beiya is the mayor of Jinling and is the leader in Jinling. If he takes another step forward, he might be able to enter the provincial headquarters.
Now he is respectful to Zhuo Bufan? What's going on?
Jiang Beiya, a long-sleeved man who is good at dancing and has an exquisite appearance, noticed at first glance that his son had a strange look on his face, and when he looked at Zhuo Bufan, he instantly understood.
Did this bastard offend Mr. Zhuo?
"Manager Wang, please help me find a private room. I'll go to the city hall later."
In the box, Jiang Beiya's face was as cold as iron, and he shouted sternly: "You traitor, why don't you apologize to Mr. Zhuo quickly?"
"Why?" Although Jiang Lang was afraid of his father, he still couldn't get rid of his dandyism.
Besides, Zhuo Bufan only clings to Miss Long, so his father must be making too much of a fuss.
The Internet-famous woman was so scared that she didn't dare to speak.
"Who is he? It's just that Miss Long has some favor for him. Maybe it won't end in the end. Dad, why should you be afraid of him?" Jiang Lang said with a smile on his neck.
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Beiya's expression suddenly changed, and he slapped him hard on the face. The slap was crisp and loud, and five fingerprints appeared.
"Dad, are you hitting me?" Jiang Lang's eyes widened and he covered his face in disbelief.
Ever since his mother passed away when he was young, Jiang Beiya had never hit him, only scolding him a few times.
"You bastard, why don't you kneel down quickly?" Jiang Beiya's face turned livid with anger.
Jiang Lang was really frightened, and he knelt on the ground with a thud. Zhuo Bufan's face was expressionless. This Jiang Beiya city was so deep. Otherwise, how could he have counterattacked from the grassroots and become the mayor of Jinling.
Now asking Jiang Lang to apologize to him and kneel down is just to build a relationship.
"Zhuo Bu...Mr. Zhuo, I'm sorry." Jiang Lang said weakly, and the internet-famous woman next to him knelt down with a frightened sound.
Jiang Beiya's face turned slightly, and he looked at Zhuo Bufan and said cautiously: "Mr. Zhuo, it's my fault for not being able to discipline the traitor properly. I hope Mr. Zhuo won't argue with this traitor."
Seeing that the other party had given enough face, Zhuo Bufan said with a smile: "It wasn't a big deal at first, but Mayor Jiang is serious."
Jiang Beiya's light words made Jiang Beiya feel relieved, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He has served as a soldier and followed Long Aotian, so he knows better what a martial arts master represents.
Even if you have hundreds of bodyguards, your status is great, and the master warrior wants to kill you, no one can save you. In the end, others will just pat their butts and leave.
How can someone with such strength be so easy to deal with.
After Zhuo Bufan left, Jiang Beiya left Jiang Lang in the box and didn't know what he said.
Zhuo Bufan came to the auction hall alone and found a seat. Long Geyue had already arrived and was right next to him.
"Didn't you leave first? Where did you go?" Long Geyue drew clean eyebrows and looked very comfortable. Her big eyes below were as bright as the stars.
"Going to the bathroom." Zhuo Bufan said casually. (To be continued)