Just when Jiang Xinwei thought he had arrived at his destination, he was unexpectedly told by Mariria: The auction will be held in an old manor. The organizers made a request that only those who received the invitations should be allowed in, and at most one assistant or bodyguard should be brought in.

That is, only two people can enter an invitation.

Not to mention Jiang Xinwei, it was Mariria's inexplicability to this temporary request. However, in order to obtain the jewels of her royal family, she had to comply with the other party's request. And she didn't hesitate to choose Jiang Xinwei to follow her, and the body she gave him was an assistant and bodyguard.

After a short rest, the two set off in the car.

After more than an hour's drive, they came to a world of greenery and birds.

Unlike the old castle they had just entered, the main attraction of this car was the towering trees, the flat lawn and the flowers all over the hill in the middle of the manor. Coupled with the surrounding rivers, orchards, and wheat fields, Jiang Xinwei was once again surprised by the luxury of some people: this is too poor and extravagant, isn't it? In such a big place, at such a large cost, it is necessary for only a few people to enjoy these beautiful environments? In addition to wasting a large amount of land, a lot of labor has to be wasted to take care of it.

Jiang Xinwei even had an urge to plant vegetables here.

"Honey, what do you think of the environment, doesn't it look pleasant?" asked Mariria, smiling.

Jiang Xinwei didn't say how he felt, but replied, "It's beautiful." The air was exceptional. ”

"If you go to my family's estate, you'll find that we're more beautiful there," Mariria said. …… My dear, will you accept my invitation?"

Jiang Xinwei nodded and said, "I'll talk about it when I'm done with [31] the business at hand." When the time comes, I will take the initiative to ask for you. ”

Mariria shook her head and said, "No." You won't, I know. I invited you once in a while, and you won't forget it then. ”

Jiang Xinwei smiled, didn't speak, and said in his heart: In the face of such a chick, there is really no way back.

At the entrance to the manor, a sentry was set up, and policemen with guns were on duty.

What made Jiang Xinwei a little strange was that these policemen actually checked the invitations carefully, checked their ID cards or passports: "What do you mean, what is required here is a royal family member like Mariria, and each person only brings one person with him." Didn't you prepare in advance, didn't even know the guests, and still checked like this?"

This kind of passport or ID card inspection seems to be strict, but on the contrary, this kind of security measures are the least strict, because if there are really gangsters, they can use fake ID cards and fake passports to enter. At the same time, it also shows that there are so many people who come that the organizer can't recognize all the guests.

The tightest security is, of course, only those who know each other can enter, and all those invited are celebrities and acquaintances.

However, Jiang Xinwei did not speak, but took out his passport according to his words, and handed Mariria's ID card at the same time.

The police checked the car a little and let it go.

The outside of the castle is magnificent, but the inside is also a bit too vicissitudes. People who like this tone may like it, but those who don't like it, just like Jiang Xinwei, lost interest after walking in, and would rather take a walk around the manor.

Of course, this is just his wish, but today he came with Mariria, so naturally he had to follow her.

Just as the two of them had walked some distance and came to an intersection, an elderly black man came up to them and said, "This way, please!"

Led by him, they entered an ordinary-looking house, and then came to a hall.

The whole house was very quiet, but when they walked into the hall, Jiang Xinwei couldn't help but be stunned, because there were already many people sitting in the hall, they were all sitting on the ground, and the coffee table in front of them was full of fruits and drinks. But behind them stood their bodyguards, assistants, and servants, who were apparently the master's family. In addition, around the hall stood several security guards, who, like the policemen outside, had a pistol in their waists.

Looking at the appearance, these security guards are well-trained and powerful.

"It seems that their security is still good. I guessed wrong just now. Jiang Xinwei participated in an auction with so many security forces for the first time, and followed Marieria silently, leading the maid to their position.

Of course, he had to stand behind Mariria, like the other assistants and bodyguards.

Mariria smiled apologetically at Jiang Xinxu. Jiang Xinwei gave her a look of fineness.

Jiang Xinwei's eyes swept over the VIPs in the hall and found that there were really a lot of people here, and they were all VIPs from all over the world. A lot of people he'd seen on TV. Some of these tycoons are from the Middle East, some from North America, some from South America, and some from Europe, including Russia. He also saw wealthy people from Japan and South Asian countries.

Not long after, a white man with white hair and a white beard and a very burly body walked in. He glanced at the crowd and sat down on the throne.

Mariria clearly wanted to greet him as his gaze swept over to Mariria, but his gaze quickly swept to the others. This made Mariria a little stunned, and an unnatural look flashed across her face.

Jiang Xinwei noticed that many people in the hall wanted to greet him, but because his gaze swept too quickly, many people kept their mouths shut. He was very strange about the old man's demeanor, and obviously felt that he was a little absent-minded, and even saw horror and uneasiness in the old man's hurried gaze.

Jiang Xinwei couldn't help but silently raise his vigilance in his heart, and looked at the hall quietly and without revealing his eyes, thinking and calculating the escape route. He always had the feeling that today's auction would be a little unusual, not at all like what he had imagined the auction to look like.

At this time, a rich man in a robe, obviously from the Middle East, said impatiently to the old man sitting in the main seat: "Mr. Mack, you can take out your treasure, right? But you've got to come up with a charter, and as long as it's fair, I think people here will be happy to follow it. ”

A flirtatious voice also sounded from the young white man: "That's it. You can't drag us along all the time. I thought that the people who should have come to the news came. ”

At this time, a sturdy white man sitting on the throne with his back to Jiang Xinwei asked coldly, "What if I have to wait any longer?"

As he spoke, he also scanned every merchant in the hall who was qualified to sit down with his sharp eyes.

As he said these words and glanced at his gaze, the atmosphere in the house suddenly turned cold. In particular, the bodyguards and security guards became stern one by one, and some of them even pressed their hands on their waists or chests.

Apparently, some of the bodyguards had guns stuck in their belts, while others were hidden in their holsters on their chests.