Chapter 4 Overtime? Gotta add money!
"By the way, principal, I see that you are usually not bad for money, if you like any product, wouldn't it be good to shoot it directly?" Lu Mingfei asked.
"Auction is a psychological game, especially those rare objects that are not well-known and rarely appear on the market, their value is difficult to estimate immediately, one eye and two look at luck, and the price of these things has nothing to do with itself, just see how many people are willing to bid, the more people bid, the price will skyrocket, and if there are connoisseurs bidding, there will be many follow-up people, and the price is likely to be inflated, and I-" Ange smiled confidently, "is a connoisseur, Almost everyone there knows me. β
"Oh, I see, it turned out to be a nursery." Lu Mingfei nodded, "Just leave this little thing to me." β
Ange also nodded: "That's right, you're a nursery!" In fact, childcare like yours is not uncommon, and many connoisseurs will use such means if they want to buy something they like, which is simple but easy to use. β
"Understood!" Lu Mingfei said, "By the way, principal, do you know where Chu Zihang went?" Also, we met a freshman named Natsumi yesterday, we stayed in a room last night, and when I woke up this morning, they weren't there. β
Norma arranged other tasks for Chu Zihang. He's taking Natsumi on a tour of Chicago right now, and he's doing some pre-school counseling for new students, well, it's about the same as Fingal's job when you entered the school. Ange thought for a moment, "They seem to have gone to the Six Flags Roller Coaster Amusement Park." β
"Wouldn't it? Fingal didn't take me anywhere in the first place, and I didn't go to Six Flags...... Tsk, I really want to take a beautiful school girl to ride a roller coaster! Lu Mingfei didn't hold back and said what he really thought in his heart.
Ange was stunned for a moment, and said sneeringly: "I am the principal, and I am more important than the beautiful schoolgirl...... In order to have afternoon tea with me, the students usually resolutely put off their appointments......"
"You're at this age, so there's no need to compete with girls anymore, right?" Lu Mingfei said.
"Get out of the car."
"Huh? You're not going to do that, are you? Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, he didn't expect the principal to be so angry.
"You're my babysitter, and appearing with me will make people suspicious, do you understand? Someone will pick you up in a moment, just show as planned. Ange patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, "I heard that you didn't get a scholarship last semester when your GPA was not up to standard......
"Why are you still ...... Which pot is not opened? Lu Mingfei's face fell, "This is a very sad and private matter for me, please don't talk about it again......"
"No, no, no, I mean, as the principal, I have the right to give you extra points, and if this mission is done beautifully, I will help you get a scholarship." Ange stretched out his hand to Lu Mingfei, "Deal?" β
The charm of the scholarship immediately ignited Lu Mingfei's fighting spirit, and he grabbed Ange's hand: "Deal deal deal!" It's better to be the principal, and think of me for any good things! β
"I said earlier, I have a future with the principal, and I have a future with a beautiful schoolgirl......" Ange couldn't hide the smugness on his face.
"What schoolgirl? Uncooked! I will always be the principal's most loyal and good student! Lu Mingfei clenched his fist with his right hand and pounded his chest.
Ange took out a lighter and lit the stout cigar that Lu Mingfei held in his mouth: "Then now smoke your cigar, put on your Armani suit, and go to fight in the field of wealth, we young Chinese tycoons!" β
The car door opened, and before Lu Mingfei could react, the principal kicked him out.
"Is it necessary to be so violent? What a cautious old man. Lu Mingfei looked at the Maserati who had gone away and muttered.
But thinking about the scholarship, Lu Mingfei's anger suddenly disappeared, and even his steps became much brisker. How to solve the problem? Only get rich!
Chicago Municipal Opera. Luxury cars of all kinds parked in an orderly manner at the door, the heavy doors opened, and the men and women dressed in the upper class style of Chicago in the nineteen-fifties stepped out of the cars, making it seem like 60 years of time had been turned back in time.
A black Lincoln sedan slowly stopped in front of the opera house, old-fashioned and imposing, which matched the style of the place, and the waiter did not dare to slack off, ran down the steps, and received a dark red invitation from the slowly lowered window.
βRicardoΒ· Mr. M. Lu! The name was relatively unfamiliar, but the waiter still read it aloud, giving the visitor the highest respect.
The black-clad driver got out of the car, respectfully opened the door of the back seat, and a young man with pale blonde hair came out, his cold gaze scanning the passing guests, and then putting on sunglasses.
"Please, Mr. Lu, the auction is about to begin." The waiter bowed to the very handsome guest.
Who knew that the distinguished guest did wave his hand coldly, turned around and walked to the side of an extended Bentley in the back, bowed slightly like a driver and opened the door: "Please, Mr. Lu." β
Everyone was shocked by such a scene, this young man was imposing, and it turned out to be a car door...... What kind of character will the real Lord be?
A stout Cohiba cigar greeted the crowd first, and then the guests finally appeared, Armani bespoke formal suit, Ferragamo bespoke leather shoes, and a brown Burberry trench coat on his shoulders.
When the dignitary finally appeared, a sneer of unknown meaning suddenly sounded around him.
Lu Mingfei is expressionless, just laugh, as a nouveau riche, if he is not ridiculed by these Old Money, won't his character collapse?
Following the waiter through the dimly lit passage, the air was filled with the smell of perfume, the naked shoulders of the modern girls were shiny with silver powder, and the luxury of a drunken gold fan, Lu Mingfei felt a little uncomfortable with this lagging aesthetic, but fortunately, it was not far ahead.
The opera house is more spacious and glitzy than in the passages, and it seems to be enveloped in golden light on all sides, thanks to a crystal chandelier on the dome, murals of Ragnarok painted on the walls, and rows of red suede seats with brass nameplates marked with seat numbers.
Lu Mingfei found his seat and sat down, and there were also guests sitting around, they all seemed to know each other, and they were all simply greeting, and hundreds of seats were full.
After a while, the golden lights gradually faded, the crystal chandelier went out one after another, only the giant chandelier in the center of the dome was still on, the voices of the guests gradually subsided, and the curtain in the center moved, and a man in a black tuxedo walked out, looking like the auctioneer.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Sotheby's Directional Auction Summer 2010 Chicago Cultural Tour Auction will officially begin in five minutes, and I am the auctioneer for this time, so please hold your number plate and don't miss out on the lot you want, because what we will be bidding on next, each one is unique." At this point, the auctioneer paused, "Then now, please close your eyes when it's dark." β
Lu Mingfei was stunned, what's the situation? Gather so many people to play a killing game? But the guests all bowed their heads slightly and closed their eyes.
"It's dawn, please open your eyes!"
Everyone opened their eyes together, and now it was really dawn in the opera house, and the light from hundreds of pairs of golden eyes illuminated the place as bright as day.
Lu Mingfei understood in an instant, it turned out that the special thing about this directional auction was that the guests were all half-bloods!
"Don't move, don't say anything, don't look around." Ange's voice rang out from the earbuds.
Lu Ming didn't want to suffer, he knew that it was this meeting, he would have prepared a pair of golden contacts first, although nominally he is also a half-blood, but his own family knows his own affairs, the golden pupils of the wind, he doesn't have them, and he doesn't seem to have those bullish and coaxing words and spirits on the periodic table of words and spirits, in fact, he doesn't know what to use to prove his identity as a half-blood, well, can understand Longwen Maybe it's a thing?
"Can you borrow it?" Someone next to him said, his voice low and cold.
Lu Mingfei looked at it, two bulb-like golden eyes stared at him, it was a young man who looked like he was in his twenties, he was late, Lu Mingfei didn't have time to dodge, the two sides looked at each other, Lu Mingfei was bad, and he didn't know what these little dragon people thought of the same kind of people who didn't have golden eyes, and whether it would have any effect.
I saw that the other party was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils were blazing, as if the watts were multiplied.
Lu Mingfei waved his hand to cover his eyes: "Hey, brother, take it a little, my eyes flash." β
"It's very low-key." The other party suddenly exclaimed, the golden in his pupils converged, and he stretched out a hand in a friendly manner, "Romario Townessen, just call me Roma." β
Lu Ming shook hands politely, thinking that this level was over.
"Ever since there were such auctions, there have been people who have lit up their golden pupils in order to show off the purity of their bloodline, just to put pressure on others when they look at each other." Tang Sen sat next to Lu Mingfei and said, "In the end, the golden pupils are lit up, and it looks like a masquerade ball, but it is inevitable that it will be vulgar, after all, bloodline is valued here, and golden pupils are proof of bloodline." β
"That's right." Lu Mingfei said casually.
"I think it's better to be like you, I originally came here to spend money to have fun, it's better to relax, spend a few hours lighting up the golden pupils, and I'm always tired when it's over." Townsend laughed.
"Well, indeed, that's what I thought." Lu Mingfei said.
"Needless to say, it's easy to make mistakes." Ange's voice rang in his ears, "Now let the headmaster, I teach you some common sense." β
"As you can see now, outside of the Kassel Academy, there are half-breed societies all over the world, and the Kassel Academy is also a part of this society, and the other half-breeds have their own way of life, and under the guidance of blood, they attract each other and form a sub-society hidden in human society."
"The Kassel Academy is part of the Secret Order, whose mission is to exterminate all pure-blooded dragons, but not every half-breed supports this idea, and in fact many more are outside of our war with dragons. Of course, they don't want to go to the dragons, but at the same time they don't think they are on the side of humans, they are pretentious, they think that their bloodlines are superior to humans, and they are a 'third race' between humans and dragons. Because of their pedigree, they age more slowly than the average person, and their aesthetic is not up to date, and they may have been active in the middle of the last century, and the flashy old Chicago style is still in vogue today. β
"There are half-breed families that have been around for thousands of years, and they have amassed incredible wealth and power, but they may not support us because of their position. So this is a half-breed society, there are all kinds of people, all kinds of forces, there are always all kinds of ideas, so they need to communicate with each other, and auctions like this are one of the ways they socialize. β
"I see." Lu Mingfei was thoughtful, and then spoke, "Principal, tell you the truth, will there be overtime on this mission?" β
"Oh? What do you mean by that? Ange was a little surprised, but also a little interested.
"As you just said, such an auction is one of the ways to socialize between the major forces of the half-blood, which means that the auction is not important, the important thing is the exchange of forces after the auction." Lu Mingfei analyzed, "As far as I know, the academy has a lot of money, and it is not troublesome to go through the formal process to auction what you want, so there is no need to issue such a task." β
"Then I guess the reason for such a mission must be that there must be hostile forces that want to target us, so that this problem cannot be easily solved with money, headmaster, am I right?" Lu Mingfei's eyes were deep, and the victory was in his hands.
"Good guess, don't guess next time." Ange smiled and said, "Ming Fei, there is one thing you haven't figured out, in a mixed-race society, no force dares to oppose us, and there is only one hostile force of the secret party, and that is dragons. β
Lu Mingfei was stunned by the principal's domineering speech, but he didn't expect that the results of his reasoning were not touchable, and he felt that his ideas were quite reasonable, and he couldn't help but be a little discouraged.
"But since you took the initiative to mention it, I'm a little interested in what you said about overtime, Ming Fei, what do you think about overtime?" Ange asked playfully.
Broken! Lu Mingfei scolded secretly, how to arouse the old guy's interest in overtime, he would not show off if he knew it, the old guy has such a small heart, if he says that he will not work overtime, won't he have small shoes to wear in the future?
After thinking for a while, Lu Mingfei said cautiously: "Sometimes...... Overtime is not unacceptable...... It's just that, have you ever heard that there is a thing called overtime pay......"
"Gotta add money?" Ange asked.
"Gotta add money!" Lu Mingfei answered categorically.
"No problem!" Ange's voice carried the momentum of wealth and power, "If you do well in overtime, I can apply for an extra scholarship for you to reward you for your great contribution to the mission, what do you think?" β
"Headmaster Wise!" Lu Mingfei praised that since overtime has become the optimal solution, it is of course the best way to fight for your own interests and make the optimal solution better.
"Very good, then when the auction is over, you can come and find me to work overtime."