Chapter 560: Your circle is really messy
After the security guard returned the invitation letter to Chu He, he pointed him in the direction and said, "There is someone over there to take you over." ”
"Okay. Chu He nodded slightly to him.
From the outside of the office gate, you can't see the inside.
At the entrance there is a large and long wall, somewhat similar to the shadow wall of a courtyard house, both in style and style.
This wall blocks the view of outsiders, and even the most corner cannot be seen inside.
Bypassing the shadow wall, Chu He saw a female staff member with a badge standing next to him waiting.
The staff was stunned for a moment when they saw Chu He for the first time, and then smiled like a flower: "You are Mr. Chu, please come with me." ”
After speaking, her eyes were like silk, and she twisted her waist and left.
Dressed in a slightly wide suit, under her deliberate movements, it seemed to be nothing.
Chu He ignored it.
With his current state, how can this group of kitsch be moved.
You have to be in good shape, don't you?
The staff carried him through the narrow corridor.
Famous paintings from all over the world hang on the walls of the corridor, creating a small shadow under the ambient lighting.
As for whether the painting is real or fake, it is difficult to say.
If you don't have a problem with your brain, you won't hang tens of millions of famous paintings on the walls of the corridor, it's just at your fingertips.
The corridor is in the shape of a regular "S", with twists and turns.
Walking through the hallway, there is a sudden opening in front of me.
It is a hall that covers an area of more than 500 square meters.
The hall is relatively quiet and very private.
There are still many collectibles dotted with them.
On the wall are the famous oil paintings of knights in the European Middle Ages, and in the corners are incense boxes and porcelain vases from the Qianlong period.
When entering, a piece of wall is recessed into it, forming a quadrilateral, and inside is a palm-sized round jade bi, isolated by a finger's thick glass.
Collectibles like this are plentiful.
There are sofas in various corners, and on the sofas sit some bigwigs who have been invited to the auction.
Wang Donglin, who came one step ahead of Chu He, was also among them.
He held a female star in his left hand and right hand, and his two hands touched dishonestly, touching the taboo zone from time to time, and giggling when he touched the two female stars.
"Let me see, have you gained weight lately?"
"Nasty"
This famous entrepreneur has a cold face on the outside, but he is very open inside.
There is a rule for such a grand event as the spring auction.
If you want to participate in the auction, you can only be invited by the auction house.
Auction houses have to consider a variety of factors when assessing a person's eligibility to participate in an auction.
Economic strength, connections, social background, etc.
Those who can enter this hall must be famous figures in Xiangjiang and even the world. ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese網ωωω.χ~8.~1zщ.còм <首发、域名、remember xīn 81zhōng wén xiǎo shuō wǎng
They gathered at this time, in groups of three or five, waiting for the auction to begin.
The auction starts at half past two in the afternoon, and there is still an hour and a half left, so there is plenty of time.
"Alright, you go get busy first. "Chu He took the staff away.
I always feel uncomfortable when someone is around.
Chu He walked around the hall and felt very strange.
These so-called bigwigs don't seem to be serious people.
Those who play stocks are discussing women, the CEOs of listed companies are discussing what to eat at night, and those who are appraising calligraphy and painting are discussing this year's fashion week.
Sotheby's auction house, which made its fortune by book auctions, has a profound cultural heritage.
But people here talk about things.
"Your circle is really messy. "噺8.(1)祌文全文快速んττρs:/м.χ八(一)zщ.còм/
Chu He smiled helplessly, and then walked to the other side of the hall.
It's quieter here.
In the southeast corner, there is an open bar.
Men and women sit on high stools, and the bartender is shaking his arms in the bar, and the shaker in his hand makes a "ding zero dang" sound.
They didn't bother to communicate, so they served a glass of red wine or a cocktail, and sat at the bar in a daze.
Chu He was also too lazy to communicate.
No one knows him here.
He didn't see the end of the Xiangjiang Shenlong, and even the newspaper media didn't take a photo of him, let alone a group of people who also lived in seclusion.
It's best if no one knows him.
Save dozens of contacts in the province and add hundreds of WeChat.
From another point of view, Chu He doesn't look down on them.
There are only a few well-known listed companies, how can they compare with his Lingzhi Group and Hetu Group.
"Have a gin and tonic. Chu He said to the bartender.
"Yes sir. The bartender nodded slightly and began to mix the bart.
Chu He found a place to sit down and waited quietly.
Who knew that he hadn't been sitting for two minutes when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.
"Mr. Chu?"
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