Adolf. Hench stood at the back of the crowd in a very low-key manner, perhaps because of his personality, he didn't like to be pointed at like an animal, why he was called a wizard by others, because he was ruthless, like a scythe hiding in the dark, cutting off the heads of his enemies.

Just as Adolfo shrank his head, as if sensing something, he suddenly raised his head and met Gao Jun's eyes.

“？？？”

"Fack! What the hell is this bastard here. ”

Many thoughts flashed through Adolf's mind at once, and there was a false light in his cloudy eyes, and he smiled, and the hairs of the laughing man stood on end.

The two didn't say hello, their eyes just met, and they had already greeted each other's relatives in their hearts.

Edward looked enviously at the San Francisco group surrounded by everyone, and muttered, "Sir, that Adolfo. Hench heard that he was traveling with you, so you should know each other. ”

"Recognize! Of course we know, we have a great relationship. ”

Gao Jun grinned, Edward was slightly stunned, why did he think his smile was fake?

"We all want each other dead!" Of course, this sentence is said in the heart.

He treats the other party as an opponent, a villain as black-bellied, insidious, and shameless as himself.

……

After the San Francisco Group, consortiums including the Chicago Group and the New York Group sent representatives to the group, and Gao Jun even met with the counselors of several countries in Los Angeles.

It's not like a drinking party for the average rich man.

He became more and more curious about the identity of the planner.

After about forty minutes, the sound in the hall suddenly stopped, and Gao Jun, who was sitting on the edge of the corner with a wine glass, stretched his head over, and saw an old man in a tuxedo with a big back coming down the stairs, holding a beautiful woman.

"He's the organizer of this charity reception, Jon. Sir Lyard, a Britishman, Forbes shows that he owns 2.7% of Royal Caribbean Cruises, 14.6% of Rockwell... It's worth about $21 billion! Of course, this is on the surface, don't you rich people like to hide assets? ”

Edward obviously did his homework, his tongue was not knotted, and he looked at Gao Jun after speaking, "Some people on Facebook speculate that his assets are about $42 billion, at least doubled." ”

$42 billion!

mmp！

The total value of HWP is only 2.5 billion US dollars, and if Gao Jun is counted, his worth is strictly speaking, not enough for the other party.

"Is this all his personal property?"

"Of course not, Jon. The House of Sir Leardi was also an aristocratic family in England... So in Forbes' wealth statistics, it probably talks about his entire family. Edward shrugged with a wry smile, "After all, this amount of dollars is not something that can be gathered in one generation, and their family has participated in World War I and World War II, mainly by selling battlefield materials. ”

This made Gao Jun breathe a sigh of relief, so to speak, Jon. The Leadi family is also well-connected in the UK.

By this time, Jon was already standing on it and began to speak.

"It's a great pleasure for all of you to join us for this charity gala, and all the money will go to the Leadi Foundation to help African children, and I hope God bless them."

Bang bang bang...

The people below applauded their faces.

"The auction below will be with Mr. Tubeimes as the auctioneer... Welcome him. ”

"Toobemetz? He's coming? Edward's eyes lit up and he applauded vigorously, and Gao Jun saw an old man in a small suit come to the stage, shake Sir Jon's hand, and bow down very gentlemanly.

"Is he powerful?" Gao Jun is still a little unfamiliar with this.

Edward nodded vigorously, "He is a professional auctioneer at Sotheby's and a white glove winner, he once auctioned an ink painting and sold it for a sky-high price of 17 million euros. ”

All right...

Gao Jun still didn't understand, touched his nose, and could only sit in the back with a little embarrassment, picked up the prepared auction list and looked at it a few times.

"Huh?"

When he turned to the fourth page, he saw a good thing, a pair of calligraphy with the name next to it, Zhang Xu.

Zhang Xu!

Grass Saint!

This is... Authentic?

Gao Jun didn't read a few books, but when he was in school, the Chinese teacher with glasses was a very energetic person, lamenting the changing world every day, and often wrote "crab text" on the blackboard, but the teacher said that it was called cursive writing, which was a treasure of Chinese civilization, and Zhang Xu was one of the saints.

However, doesn't it mean that Zhang Xu's surviving works are extremely rare?

Gao Jun didn't understand these doors, but he was very interested in the cursive script called "Stomach Pain Post", and as long as the price was right, he would take a photograph.

Knowing that few of the rich people wanted to listen to their nonsense, Toobemes went straight to the point, gesturing to the girl next to him, who came up with a stack of papers.

"Everyone knows that the most powerful emperor of France was named Napoleon, and the first thing to be auctioned was his own manuscript... The starting price is 50,000 euros, and each increase must not be less than 10,000 euros. ”

Napoleonic manuscripts?

Handwritten by the Emperor of France?

Everyone below was a little surprised, even if the little man had been dead for more than a hundred years, his prestige still made some old families worship and go crazy.

His manuscripts are collectible.

"110,000 euros!" Someone couldn't help but make a move, raised his hand and shouted.

But in the next second, he was squeezed down, "130,000 euros." ”

"One hundred and fifty thousand..."

"Two hundred thousand!"

……

In the end, the manuscript was bought by an American newspaper tycoon for 300,000 euros.

At the beginning of the auction at such a high price, Tubemez was obviously very happy, and the wrinkles of the smile on his face were unfolded, "The next one, the pocket watch donated by the Kenyon family, the starting price is 10,000 euros..."

After taking a total of four or five items later, Gao Jun moved his butt and sat upright, and the following should be "Stomachache Post".

Sure enough, after purifying his throat and attracting everyone's attention, he smiled and said, "The next collection is from a distant ancient civilization, and it is simply the handwriting left by God, which makes people can't help but admire." ”

"Damn! Are you a gringo, can you read cursive? ”

Gao Jun looked at Tubai Messe with an X-like face, his brain was a little black, this guy did nothing more than shouting for a high price, and the others also discovered this little trick, but they just looked at him funny and didn't interrupt.

"The starting price is 700,000 euros!"

"A million euros!" Gao Jun was just about to raise his hand, when he saw someone directly increase the price by 300,000, which made everyone a little curious and turned their heads to look.

"Adolf. Hench! ”

Gao Jun saw the wizard on the edge of the corner raise his hand, his face darkened, this bastard came to mix with a kick, he hesitated and shouted, "One million and one hundred thousand euros." ”

"One and a half million." Adolfo picked it up directly, and nodded at Gao Jun with a smile.

"Sir... He seems to be on a par with you. Edward saw it thoroughly from the side and said, Yu Guang looked at Gao Jun, he would answer, but added another 100,000 euros.

The posture of these two people seems to strangle each other.

Adolf. Hench is mixed in with the San Francisco syndicate, but this Asian... Who is it?

Many people exchanged heads with each other to inquire about Gao Jun's identity.

"I want to know him." A young man frowned, as if he was unsure, touched his chin, and after thinking for a moment, a voice came from the side, "His name is Gao Jun, and he is from Santa Monica City." ”

"Yes, yes, I remember him, gao, like a war contractor! I've seen him in Spain before. The young man looked over to the speaker and grinned, "Mr. Livitt, it seems that this is still with you." ”

Levitt. Bellingsmann!

One of the Voicers of the Sandy Group, a war contractor in the United States!

The only heir to the Bellingsmann family, with family assets of $13 billion.

……