These paparazzi don't have to listen to them at all, they can tell the living to die.

Yang Xiaoji directly chose to ignore it, took Yu Jiayi's hand, and walked into the club.

All kinds of hypocritical greetings, polite respect, one after another, Yang Xiaoji also smiled and signaled to everyone, greetings, some people he didn't know at all, but he had to give each other some face.

Zhuang Shaoqing is now full of energy, his piece of land has already started, and he is waiting to collect the money.

Who should I thank the most? Can Zhuang Shaoqing know? I specially invited Yang Xiaoji and Yu Jiayi to sit in the first seat.

People who understand the rules of the club know very well that those positions are usually reserved for people who are highly respected in the imperial capital, and Zhuang Shaoqing's arrangement is obviously to give Yang Xiaoji enough face.

At this time, Wen Haixian and Yuan Lu also came, so they naturally greeted everyone politely for a while. Yang Xiaoji looked back at them, and then smiled at Yu Jiayi in a low voice: "The star lineup is good, even Yuan Lu is here!"

After all, Yuan Lu is a big star, so he will naturally receive the attention of others, and there is a middle-aged man behind them, with an extraordinary bearing, it is estimated that it is the first time to come to the club, except for Wen Haixian, who is very polite to him, and the others are just waiting and seeing.

Wen Haixian also took Yuan Lu and the middle-aged man to Yang Xiaoji's approach, and said very politely: "Mr. Yang, how was the holiday?"

The young man's heart was tight, and Yu Jiayi knew that Yang Xiaoji's heart was hurting, so she shook his arm vigorously and reminded him not to get angry.

Now Yang Xiaoji is no longer the impulsive teenager of the past, not only did he not get angry, but he also smiled: "Very good, thank you!"

and Yuan Lu next to her, now seeing Yang Xiaoji, there is still an embarrassing fear, but she feels that she has no part in talking to Yang Xiaoji, but she said to Yu Jiayi: "Jiayi, your evening clothes are so good-looking, who designed them for you?"

It is better to say hypocrisy than to load coins, Wen Haixian specially introduced the middle-aged man to Yang Xiaoji.

"Mr. Yang, I have to give you a grand introduction to a person, this is the special representative of the 'Douglas Capital Foundation' in Longguo from Wuguolun City, Mr. 'Jian Gongke'!"

Yang Xiaoji still greeted warmly and said, "Mr. Jian, hello!"

Jian Gongke also smiled: "I have admired Mr. Yang's name for a long time, and he is really extraordinary, young and promising, a talent, and you and I are both investors, so we will have to cooperate more in the future!"

It's nothing to say politely, but Yang Xiaoji feels that this Jian Gongke's gaze always carries a sense of uncertainty.

Because of this, Yang Xiaoji also said a few words with a smile, and didn't want to make too much contact.

At this point, the auction begins.

Zhuang Shaoqing was on the stage and said calmly: "I am very happy that you can participate in this charity auction, today's auction is a little different from the past, because today's auction items are from private collectors, or well-known auction companies, of course, no matter what is auctioned today, 10% of the transaction price will be used for charity!"

Yang Xiaoji was the first to burst into applause, and Jian Gongke over there swept Yang Xiaoji from the corner of his eye, but just snorted coldly.

Wen Haixian could see it clearly, but he didn't say anything.

Jian Gongke was invited by him, and the strength of the Douglas Capital Consortium is comparable to the strength of Yang Xiaoji's top investment.

In fact, Wen Haixian didn't care what Jian Gongke thought about Yang Xiaoji? What he cared about was that Yang Xiaoji didn't want to cooperate with him on the project, but Jian Gongke was very optimistic.

As long as Jian Gongke is happy, he can do whatever he wants, he doesn't care.

The first auction item was brought out, and the crowd let out a burst of exclamations.

It is a half-meter-tall vase carved with a cyan pattern.

The auctioneer's voice sounded along with the pictures on the big screen.

To put it simply, this vase is expensive, it is valuable, it originally belonged to a collector, and this time it was auctioned by the Imperial Capital Club, which is extremely rare.

A man sitting behind Yang Xiaoji said in a low voice: "It's a good saying, isn't it a bad money? Otherwise, how could it be possible to take out such a good object and sell it? The longer this thing is stored, the more valuable it is, and everyone knows this!"

At this time, Zhuang Shaoqing also sat beside Yang Xiaoji, and said with a low smile: "Xiaoji, when the auction is over, go to my place, my daughter-in-law got some delicious food from the countryside, let's drink some!"

Yang Xiaoji smiled: "What's delicious, make it so mysterious?"

Zhuang Shaoqing smiled mysteriously: "You just said to go or not, right?"

"Then can I let you go?

Only with Zhuang Shaoqing and Yang Xiaoji are feelings, which goes without saying.

At this time, the auctioneer began to auction the vase, with a reserve price of 70 million and a minimum bid of 500,000 yuan each time.

Yang Xiaoji also wanted to play, so he raised his hand.

The auctioneer shouted excitedly: "Mr. Yang bid 75.5 million, you haven't paid more than this price?"

In fact, most of these rich people are connoisseurs of antiques, and if you look at it, you will know that this vase is worth 50 million at most, and it is really not worth it.

But this is charity, people take out things and sell them, but they can't take money out of their own pockets.

The high price is also acceptable, so as soon as the reserve price of the vase comes out, no one shouts the price of these clear rich people, and those who shout the price are either coin loaders, or like Yang Xiaoji, who don't care about money at all.

Therefore, after 75.5 million, no one is shouting the price, this is the vase is really not worth the price, and secondly, they all want to give Yang Xiaoji some face, since he shouted the price, it is interesting to want to take the vase, and everyone naturally let go.

But just as the auctioneer's hammer was about to fall, a voice suddenly sounded: "Eighty million!"

Yang Xiaoji looked back at everyone and saw that it was none other than Jian Gongke who was shouting the price.

The sound of shocked discussion rang out instantly.

Eighty million to buy one, it is worth 50 million bottles, obviously this is not a person who understands antiques. But the key is that he snatched the vase from Yang Xiaoji's hand, which is clearly like smashing Yang Xiaoji with money.

And more people want to know what is the origin of this middle-aged man? He actually dares to provoke Yang Xiaoji's strength? Either he is crazy, or his strength is even deeper than Yang Xiaoji.

The auctioneers on the stage were a little embarrassed, so they could only shout: "That gentleman bid 80 million, and now he ......"

Wen Haixian directly interrupted the auctioneer's words: "What is that gentleman? This is the representative of Lun City Douglas Capital Investment Company in Longguo, Mr. Jian Gongke!"

However, the crowd just looked at each other, and had never heard of this company at all?