What the hell is going on?

Originally, I wanted to mess with Ren Feng, but didn't expect to get slapped in the face instead.

Song Ziwen's eyes turned cold.

At this moment, Mr. Wu and others also sent people out.

"Please take your seats, guests. The auction is about to begin."

Only then did the people in the venue begin to head towards their seats. Ren Feng, smiling with a wine glass in hand, gave a distant nod to Song Ziwen as a gesture.

Song Ziwen, also with a smile on his face, raised his glass as well. But their eyes held nothing but coldness.

"Alright, let's quickly sit down."

Xia Wenxue led Ren Feng to their seats. They sat on the side, with another man sitting next to Ren Feng.

Then, as soon as they sat down, Liou Rumei walked over with a smile.

"Mr. Sun, long time no see, you seem to have become even more handsome." Liou Rumei smiled and spoke to the man sitting next to Ren Feng.

Seeing Liou Rumei, Xia Wenxue's face was always indifferent, while Ren Feng was somewhat puzzled looking at Liou Rumei, unable to understand what she was up to.

Mr. Sun was also a bit flustered, quickly smiling and saying, "Mr. Liou, it's rare for you to remember me."

"How could I not remember?" Liou Rumei giggled, "Mr. Sun, you're so handsome, if I forget anyone, it can't be you. By the way, Mr. Sun, there's something I'd like your help with."

Mr. Sun was so flattered that his face turned red, he pounded his chest and said, "Mr. Liou, whatever you need, just ask, if I can help, I certainly will."

"Hehe, thank you, Mr. Sun. Actually, it's a small matter." Liou Rumei covered her mouth with a laugh, then pointed to her seat, "It's like this, Mr. Sun, could we switch seats?"

At this point, Mr. Sun's entire face froze, while next to him, Ren Feng's eyes widened. Dammit, why does this enchantress want to sit next to me?

Mr. Sun was somewhat embarrassed, but since he had already agreed to Liou Rumei, he couldn't back out and ended up swapping seats with her.

Sitting on Ren Feng's left, Xia Wenxue snorted coldly, her pretty face frosty, not even glancing at Liou Rumei, staring straight ahead.

Ren Feng looked at Liou Rumei dumbfounded as she sat down with a smile, then elegantly crossed her smooth, shapely legs, resting one foot on the other.

The red high heels highlighted her firm, elastic calves, and Ren Feng's gaze traveled along those legs upwards to her thighs.

There, her entire left thigh was exposed, almost revealing something with just a bit more.

Ren Feng gulped hard, damn, does this enchantress really need to be like this?

"Little brother, your CEO is right next to you, is it necessary to stare at my legs?" Liou Rumei didn't mind, giggling, drawing glances from the surrounding male CEOs.

Their eyes were full of envy, this man sandwiched between the two beauties of Jiangnan City truly has all the blessings.

Ren Feng hadn't even spoken yet, when Xia Wenxue snorted coldly from the side.

"Look, your CEO is angry, better coax her, no?" Liou Rumei giggled.

Ren Feng turned his head, only to see Xia Wenxue's pretty face cold as ice, looking straight at the host preparing to take the stage.

Ren Feng smiled wryly, damn it, seriously? Why did Liou have to come sit here, squeezing me in the middle, I'm the one suffering the most.

From not far away, Song Ziwen saw Ren Feng, his eyes extremely dark, as if ever since he crossed paths with Ren Feng, he's been losing.

No way, at least I have to suppress his arrogance at this auction.

Money? When have I ever been afraid of someone else?

Song Ziwen coldly chuckled to himself, while on stage the host began to speak, "Welcome ladies and gentlemen to this year's Jiangnan City Charity Auction. All proceeds from the auction will be donated, none will remain with our side. So, we would like to thank you all for your acts of charity."

The auction was hosted by another elderly man in a tailcoat, looking quite gentlemanly, holding a small gavel. His name is Mr. Qi, he hosts all the major and minor auctions in Jiangnan City.

"Without further ado, let's present the first item to everyone."

As his voice fell, a woman in a cheongsam walked on stage holding a tray, with a red cloth covering the contents, making it impossible to see what it was.

Mr. Qi smiled: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is a Ming dynasty ceramic bowl, featuring underglaze painting, a delicate green color, smooth in texture, truly a collectable item. The starting bid is 300,000."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone placed a bid.

"350,000."

Ren Feng, curious, turned to Xia Wenxue and said, "Xue'xue, what use is there in bidding for this porcelain?"

"Later on, they'll make a ranking list, placing companies according to their actual bids at the auction. Being on the list helps maintain the company's image," Xia Wenxue said softly.

Liou Rumei, also smiling, added, "That's right. The list they compile does have some value, functioning as an alternative form of advertising."

Ren Feng nodded, understanding. It's like when he reads books in QQ Reading, he likes the ones that rank high, like "Urban Top-class Bodyguard," because they receive more exposure.

So that's it, essentially paying for advertising.

"Then these porcelains, once bought, aren't they useless?"

Ren Feng asked Liou Rumei.

"They're nice as decorations too," Liou Rumei laughed. "I already have a few pieces at the club, I'm sure your CEO's office does as well."

Ren Feng looked at Xia Wenxue, who remained silent.

These two really are rivals, Ren Feng thought to himself.

"400,000," another person bid.

"450,000," Liou Rumei also placed a bid.

In the entire venue, anyone who wanted to bid would just raise their hand and speak, creating a rather lively atmosphere.

"500,000," a CEO also raised his hand.

Ren Feng smiled slightly, just about to bid when suddenly from afar, Song Ziwen spoke up, "1,000,000!"

This caused everyone to stall briefly, shocked, looking at Song Ziwen.

This porcelain is definitely not worth 1,000,000, who is this, being so extravagant?

Ren Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, looking over.

Mr. Qi's face lit up with joy, immediately saying, "1,000,000, anyone with a higher bid?"

Song Ziwen smiled as he looked at Ren Feng.

Their eyes met again across the auction hall.

"1,000,000, first time," Mr. Qi continued, with no one else bidding on site.

Ren Feng smiled, "Seems like you're competing with me?"

"What are you saying, Ren Feng? Just some spare change in my pocket," Song Ziwen smiled, then turned to Mr. Qi, "Please transfer my bid amount to Mr. Xia of Flying Snow Group."

Ren Feng's eyes turned cold.

"1,000,000, second time," Mr. Qi was quite happy, the first item already reaching such a high price was unexpected.

Just then, Ren Feng spoke calmly, "2,000,000!"

This caused the scene to burst into chatter.

Song Ziwen's face froze, looking at Ren Feng.

"Please transfer my money to Mr. Xia of Flying Snow Group as well," Ren Feng smiled at Song Ziwen. "Mr. Song, turns out, I'm only left with money too."

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