He raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his watch.
9:55.
There are still five minutes left before the auction starts.
Zhou Xing nodded to the staff, then stood up.
Xiao Lanlan also took the opportunity to hold Zhou Xing's arm.
"Mr. Zhou is also interested in the auction?"
The people who greeted him couldn't help but asked in surprise.
"Well...since I'm here, I always have to take a look."
Zhou Xing smiled slightly at everyone, "Besides... I'm quite interested in these antiques, especially limited editions."
Everyone said yes again and again, and one of the middle-aged men smiled heartily and said: "Since Mr. Zhou is also going to participate, why not go together? It just so happens that we also want to go there and have a look."
Zhou Xing did not refuse.
A group of people, led by the staff, marched out of the lounge.
Just in time to catch up with Li Zekai who was coming back.
After he said hello to these people, he came to Zhou Xing and Xiao Lanlan who were surrounded by stars in the center, "I was just about to remind you that the auction is about to start. Now look
There’s no need to get up.”
Li Zekai has long been accustomed to Zhou Xing's popularity.
After all, Zhou Xing was the most popular person at the banquet at the Peak Villa, and the scene was much more exaggerated than here.
Although those who can appear here are all well-known figures in Xiangjiang.
However, there is still a big gap between partying with the top richest people in Hong Kong.
The group of people passed through the spacious hall, followed the spiral corridor, and walked up almost half a floor.
Only then did we arrive at our destination.
A thick door appeared in their sight.
But now the door is open.
You can vaguely see the extremely spacious infield inside.
There were two young and beautiful girls in formal dresses standing at the door. They had warm smiles on their faces and were not impatient at all because they were Chinese.
Bowing slightly, a sweet voice sounded: "Welcome to this auction."
"Mr. Zhou please!"
Everyone stopped to let Zhou Xing enter the hall first.
Zhou Xing was not polite either.
He led Xiao Lanlan into the hall with a calm expression.
Once inside.
What comes into view is the center, where a huge stage is set up.
Behind the stage.
There is also a very large LED screen.
It's on at the moment.
There is only a golden prancing horse and the Italian name of the Ferrari brand on it.
The hall is spacious though.
The location is not involved much.
Less than fifty.
They are all red seats with gilded Ferrari icons embroidered on them.
Layers surround the center.
Ensure you have the best view no matter where you are.
"Sit closer to the front."
Li Zekai said to Zhou Xing.
This time he came, but he was really ready to take action. Sitting in the front, he could see more clearly.
Zhou Xing had no objection.
I chose the well-positioned third row.
Then Zhou Xing sat in the middle, with Xiao Lanlan on his right and Li Zekai on his left.
The rest of the people who came with Zhou Xing.
After looking at each other.
They were also looking for places to sit one after another.
But they all sat in the third row with a tacit understanding.
In the venue.
An extremely bizarre scene immediately appeared.
No one in the front two rows touched me.
Even those who came from behind never crossed this barrier.
Don't talk about the first two rows.
Even in the third row, except for Zhou Xing and the other three, no one chose to sit next to them.
Zhou Xing looked back.
Then he looked at Li Zekai next to him, and he showed no reaction at all.
Apparently...this situation has become commonplace.
No matter where it is.
Things like status and class are extremely obvious.
The richer the class, the more they pay attention to it.
now.
Needless to say, these people will consciously follow their status and choose seats, just like Vanity Fair.
Zhou Xing belongs to the kind of person with a transcendent status.
Naturally, no one without good eyesight would sit in front of him.
In real terms, Li Zekai couldn't be on an equal footing with Zhou Xing, but the two of them had a good relationship, so they didn't care about these things.
The people at the back were quite envious of Li Zekai.
In a short period of time, I became so familiar with Zhou Xing.
Zhou Xing is a piece of cake.
Xiangjiang didn't know how many people were staring at him, all wanting to make friends with him, even just meeting him once and making him look familiar.
But there is no way out.
........
Zhou Xing looked at Li Zekai, who was full of interest, and couldn't help but remind him aloud: "I also want to collect these cars, and there may be competition later."
However, Li Zekai waved his hand indifferently and said: "Not everyone who comes here has ideas about cars. Isn't that what auctions are like? The one with the highest price gets it. Don't worry about my ideas. If you want a car, I will Naturally I will bid.”
"If we come across a car that we both like, it depends on who bids the highest price."
Li Zekai chuckled, "When the time comes, don't blame me for stealing your limelight."
Zhou Xing listened to Li Zekai's words and added, "The car I want may be a bit too much."
"As long as you want to, you can bid even if it's a full-scale auction."
Li Zekai didn't listen to Zhou Xing's words at all.
How many...how many can there be?
Is it enough to form a team? Zhou Xing can't really book all the cars in the field, right?
Zhou Xing smiled, and he felt relieved.
No worries.
Otherwise...there is always the suspicion of trying to steal people's favor.
Although he doesn't have much affection for cars, he has reasons why he has to buy them.
During the conversation between the two.
On stage.
Staff members wearing black suits, wearing Ferrari bronzing logos and white gloves walked out, holding microphones in their hands.
Six people in total.
There are men and women, and some have foreign faces.
Come on stage in unison.
Standing in the center of the stage.
They bowed to the people in the audience in unison.
“Thank you to all the distinguished guests for coming and supporting our Ferrari Automobile Museum opening ceremony!”
Standing in the middle, the oldest, white man with some gray hair and a foreign face spoke first, his voice was sincere, but his accent was a bit unfamiliar: "I am the person in charge of Ferrari Asia Pacific, Bai Bei."
"To thank you all, today... I will organize this auction with my fellow Ferrari partners."
"We will bring out Ferrari's classic models as a reward."
Bai Bei paused, thought about his words, and continued: "It's a pity that our president of Ferrari knew about the opening of the Xiangjiang Automobile Museum Exhibition Hall, but because of some things, he couldn't come there in person, but they have already Prepare in advance and have a live video connection to thank all distinguished guests."
Bai Bei pointed at the LED screen behind him.
The screen suddenly went dark, then quickly brightened.
Then two foreign faces appeared in everyone's sight.
Both of them are somewhat bald.
It looks unattractive.
However, it should not be underestimated.
Both of them are descendants of founder Enzo Ferrari.
It belongs to the heirs inherited from the Ferrari family.
Wearing formal attire, they first greeted everyone with smiles and in broken Chinese, and then said a bunch of words in Italian.
Live translation sounds in real time.
It is nothing more than an invitation to become Ferrari's customers. They are elite and successful people around the world. I would like to thank them for their support of Ferrari.
Ferrari will grow with them.
mutual success.
On the one hand, I thanked them, and on the other hand, it invisibly raised the level of the Ferrari brand.
After talking for almost five minutes.
The two reluctantly switched the connection.
The people at the scene cheered up because they knew that the main event was about to begin.