The general charity events are similar, without much new tricks. This time it is an event with some political significance, so the procedures are a bit more rigid. It is nothing more than talking about the losses caused by the earthquake first, and explaining the difficulties of the people.
Talk about it, and then make donations or auction some things to raise funds. In the hall, you can see media reporters from various TV stations and newspapers standing in several corners, taking pictures frequently.
After an introductory speech, the fundraising officially began.
As expected this time, we still used the auction mode.
Just listen to the beautiful host say: "Here is the first auction item for us. This is the original manuscript of the second novel of the author Teacher Zhang."
Teacher Zhang was sitting at the bottom. Dong Xuebin glanced at him. He had not read his novel Dong Xuebin, but he had heard the name. It was not particularly famous, but it was pretty good. He should also be from Fenzhou City. This time
Eighty percent of them were invited to come and contribute.
"I'll pay you one thousand." A businessman bid.
"Five thousand." Another businessman called out.
"Ten thousand." Another person joined the competition.
"I'll pay 20,000." This time, it was Wan Fanglai, secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, who spoke.
This manuscript is obviously not worth 20,000. After all, the book is very ordinary. However, most of these auctions are for donations, and it doesn't matter what it is. Even if Wan Fanglai throws a cigarette box on it, it can probably be sold for tens of thousands. etc.
After Secretary Wan made his bid, several businessmen looked at each other with smiles and did not bid any more. The bidding was just what they meant, and if they could get it, they would take it. But since Secretary Wan had made the move, no one would dare to compete with him.
The deal was completed for 20,000 yuan, and Wan Fanglai got the novel manuscript as he wished. It was a good start. Reporters captured this scene one after another.
Then, the second auction item appeared, which was a painting painted for this charity event by a well-known painter sitting below.
"Ten thousand!"
"I'll pay thirty thousand."
"fifty thousand."
"One hundred thousand."
"One hundred and fifty thousand."
In the end, this painting with a market value of only 10,000 yuan was sold for 200,000 yuan. No leading cadres bid this time, so it was competed among several businessmen, and the price went up a lot. In fact, it was 10,000 yuan.
Fang Lei and others have the salaries of national cadres there, so they can't donate too much money. They mainly take the lead. Most of today's donations still rely on these businessmen, and of course they won't let their donations go in vain. Since they support
For the post-disaster reconstruction of Fenzhou City, the Municipal Party Committee and Government will definitely provide them with some conveniences without violating the principles. This is not a secret operation. This can all be discussed openly, so many businessmen want to do this.
If they perform well in this auction, it will definitely be of great help to their business in Fenzhou City.
The third item...
The tenth item...
The twentieth item...
In the blink of an eye, many lots have been sold.
Yang Zhaode spent 20,000 yuan to photograph a handmade product.
Mayor Zhong Zhengwei also spent RMB 18,000 to take a picture of a small doll sewn by children in the disaster area.
There were also some small items. Many cadres in Fenzhou City took action. Even Luo Haiting spent 3,000 to take a picture of a small item.
Seeing Xie Huilan's delay, Dong Xuebin couldn't help asking: "What are you waiting for? Let's take a symbolic photo too?"
Xie Huilan smiled and said: "Wait a little longer, I'm waiting for a piece of calligraphy, hey, it's here!"
The beautiful host said: "The next auction item is the calligraphy of Mayor Zhong of Fenzhou City. Mayor Zhong is an expert in calligraphy. His handwriting is strong and powerful, but also has the beauty of flowing water. It is simply..."
Zhong Zhengwei interrupted with a smile and a wave of his hands: "It's not that good, stop praising it and start filming."
Only then did Dong Xuebin realize that Huilan was waiting for Mayor Zhong’s words. Although he couldn’t tell how good it was, if they could buy it, they could also get closer to Zhong Zhengwei. Alas, Huilan thought more.
Ah, look, everything is done with purpose and strategy whenever and wherever. Dong Xuebin just had a grudge against Wan Fanglai. Obviously, it is the best choice for the couple to lean towards Mayor Zhong at this moment.
Xie Huilan was targeted, and everyone else was no exception.
Before filming even started, the scene smelled of gunpowder among several businessmen.
"I'll pay fifty thousand!"
"Eighty thousand!"
"I have one hundred thousand."
"One hundred and fifty thousand!"
The word "mayor" obviously has a different meaning. Just now, a painting by the famous calligrapher and painter only cost 200,000 yuan. In just one minute, the price of "mayor Zhong" has soared to 350,000 yuan. This is the mayor's face.
Well, actually, if I don’t know who wrote it, it would be good to sell it for 500 yuan.
Dong Xuebin said: "Now it's 350,000 yuan. Didn't you say it's best not to pay more than the municipal party secretary?"
"Haha, that depends on the situation." Xie Huilan stretched out her hand slightly, "Three hundred and sixty thousand!"
As soon as Xie Huilan made the move, many people looked at her. Seeing that the deputy mayor actually gave such a high price, many businessmen were a little surprised. Three hundred and sixty thousand? How many years of salary does a national cadre get? So seeing this,
Many businessmen still have a look. How can they compete with their peers and Mayor Xie? Then forget it. Since they have made a bid, they must give them face, otherwise they will offend others.
Mayor Zhong glanced at Xie Huilan with a smile.
Three hundred and sixty thousand for an ordinary calligraphy is already a sky-high price.
But many businessmen have given up competition, but there is one exception, and that is Seinfeld.
Seinfeld didn't think twice and said directly: "Four hundred thousand!"
Xie Huilan looked at him, "Four hundred and thirty thousand!"
"Fifty million!" Seinfeld offered another sky-high price, looking like he was bound to win.
The atmosphere became tense all of a sudden. Everyone frowned and looked at Sein Fei, thinking to themselves, you are so full that you have nothing to do? Mayor Xie has already set a price, and you still follow suit? Isn't this too disrespectful? This
It is originally a charity event, does it need to be so serious?
But Song Fei had his own ideas. He was a businessman who made building materials and did a lot of business with the South. This time he came to Beifang to develop the market. He urgently needed an entry point and an opportunity. Although he stopped him from doing earthquake reconstruction
He worked on several projects, but Song Fei also felt that it was not enough. He is the kind of person who likes gambling. He heard that Secretary Wan seemed to have conflicts with Xie Huilan and Dong Xuebin, so Song Fei had some ideas, and added that this word was "market".
The longer he is, the more likely he is to win. If he can come out on top, he will not only please the mayor, but he will probably also win the favor of Secretary Wan of the Municipal Party Committee by ditching Xie Huilan. This is simply killing two birds with one stone. As for Yang Zhaode, the temporary
The positions of the city's mayor and deputy mayor Xie Huilan? Song Fei didn't pay attention at all. With the relationship between the municipal party committee secretary and the mayor, I still care about you as a deputy mayor? What's more, I mainly work with Fenzhou City now
Development, do you still care about you as a temporary mayor? Seinfei feels that these have nothing to do with him. All he has to do is win over the local first and second leaders.
So Song Fei made a firm bid without giving Xie Huilan any face.
The focus of the audience immediately focused on the two of them.
Xie Huilan narrowed her eyes and said: "Five hundred and twenty thousand!"
Seinfeld said rudely: "Five hundred and fifty thousand!"
When I took the photo here, the smell of gunpowder was so strong that everyone became silent.
The beautiful host also felt the tense atmosphere and said: "Boss Song's 550,000... is there anyone who bids?" She was like an auctioneer.
Dong Xuebin's face darkened, "Who is this person?"
Xie Huilan said: "It seems to be a businessman engaged in building materials, five hundred and fifty thousand? He really dares to bid."
This is not one of the top charity associations in the country. The people here are ordinary businessmen who are doing business in the city. It is considered good to pay hundreds of thousands, so the price of 550,000 is really a bit high, and
He was slapping Huilan in the face naked.
Dong Xuebin whispered: "This person is too ignorant of praise?"
Xie Huilan smiled and said, "If he likes it, let him."
"Let him? That's nonsense!" Dong Xuebin said angrily: "This is face! No one can let him!"
Xie Huilan was happy, "Are you being stupid again? Okay, forget it if you can't buy it."
"Forget it!" If it were Dong Xuebin himself, that would be fine, but the one Seinfeld didn't give face to was his own wife, so how could Dong Xuebin endure it?
You dare to rob my wife?
Go to hell!
Just when the beautiful host was about to announce the ownership of the calligraphy, and when Seinfeld showed a smile, Dong Xuebin said loudly: "One million!"
The whole place was in an uproar!
One million? Crazy??
Xie Huilan shook her head helplessly, but didn't say anything.
Song Fei frowned and looked at Dong Xuebin and his wife, and said firmly: "One million and two hundred thousand!"
But before everyone could be surprised, Dong Xuebin shouted directly: "Two million!"
Seinfeld also became popular, "...two million and one million!"
Dong Xuebin did not hesitate, "Three million!"
Sein Fei’s bonus is 12,000, while Dong Xuebin’s bonus is one million to one million. You can tell the difference immediately.
Seinfeld was immediately choked, the words stuck in his throat, and he still didn't bid again for a long time. Three million? Paralysis! Are you fucking crazy? Seinfeld almost cursed, aren't you a state cadre? Three million? What?
You're richer than me? What kind of fucking state cadre are you? Of course he didn't make any more bids. How much money can he earn from one business? Three million? This has already exceeded his bottom line!
In the end, this painting was sold for 3 million!
Dong Xuebin smiled and went up to get the words with Xie Huilan.
Everyone, you look at me and I look at you, and they all inhale frequently.
Only the leading cadres of Fenzhou City were not surprised at all. Instead, they looked at Sein Fei with a strange look, and they were all a little speechless.
Are you really good enough to challenge the God of Plague without asking any questions?
Dong Xuebin’s wealth disclosure is only 100 million, which is still in cash. No matter how rich you are, if your assets are several hundred million, they are still bank loans and fixed assets. But Dong Xuebin can easily take out as little as 100 million in cash, let alone
Three million, even thirty million people can afford it! How can you compare with others?
Really sick!
You have nothing to do. Why are you challenging him?