Chapter 811 Club No. 32(1/2)
He Fan had no intention of attacking Meng Yi's pride.
After all, the quality of these beauties who welcome guests is really good. There is nothing wrong with them. They are the best choice.
At this moment, Meng Yi suddenly approached He Fan and asked with a wink, "Are you interested in him?"
He Fan suddenly laughed. He didn't expect Meng Yi to ask such a question.
I saw him shaking his head: "If you can't play with it, just keep it for yourself!"
Meng Yi's brows twitched, and he asked in surprise: "You don't like it?"
"There's nothing to look at or dislike."
He Fan smiled and said: "I just don't have the intention!"
"Okay then!" Meng Yi shook his head slightly disappointed, and then stopped talking about this topic.
After all, everyone has his own ambitions, and some people are really not very interested in beauty.
Go through the door and come to the hall.
However, the lobby looked a bit deserted. Apart from a few waiters standing at the front desk, there was almost no one else.
However, Meng Yi and Huang Hongwei did not stop in the lobby, but walked straight towards the elevator not far away.
Seeing this, He Fan naturally followed closely.
Not long after, the three of them entered the elevator, and then Meng Yi directly pressed the elevator button on the second floor.
Only then did He Fan notice that this small foreign-style building not only had five floors, but also had a third and negative floor underground.
Meng Yi noticed He Fan's gaze and explained with a smile: "The five floors above are all normal entertainment projects, but the tricks on the three floors below are more interesting."
Hearing this, He Fan suddenly became interested.
So he immediately asked: "What are we playing on the floor we are on now?"
Who would have thought that Meng Yi would deliberately let it go and said with a meaningful smile: "You'll find out later."
He Fan is a bit funny and also makes him mysterious.
But he didn't ask any more questions, after all, it would be revealed soon.
As soon as the thoughts in my mind came to fruition, the elevator door opened.
When I walked out of the elevator, there were two security guards guarding me outside, holding rubber rollers in their hands and looking extremely wary.
However, when the other party saw that it was Meng Yi and Huang Hongwei, the two security guards immediately bowed down.
"Mr. Meng, Mr. Huang!"
Meng Yi nodded towards the two security guards, and then walked non-stop towards a gate not far away.
There are also four security guards guarding the gate, and they are holding some inspection equipment. It seems that they should be inspecting dangerous goods.
Although Meng Yi was a shareholder of this club, when he passed the door, he still stopped and let several security guards check the equipment.
At the same time, Meng Yi was afraid that He Fan would be unhappy, so he explained to He Fan: "Everyone who comes here needs to be inspected, and they can pass as long as they don't bring dangerous weapons."
Hearing this, He Fan naturally didn't look for trouble, so he cooperated very well and asked the security guards to check him out.
After a few minutes, the three of them successfully passed the checkpoint and walked inside the gate.
Just one glance made He Fan slightly surprised.
Compared with the lobby on the first floor, the decoration here is like heaven and earth.
Antique calligraphy and paintings can be seen everywhere hanging on the walls, and there are also a lot of precious porcelain placed on some wooden shelves, which look extraordinary at first glance.
At this time, Meng Yi also introduced to He Fan: "This second floor is an auction house and a trading house. If you have some idle items or assets that you want to sell, you can come here to send them for auction or consignment."
"The calligraphy, paintings and porcelain on the walls and wooden shelves are all placed here for consignment by customers. The prices are marked on them. If you like any piece, just go to the waiter and buy it directly."
"And there happens to be an auction today, I'll take you there to take a look."
Hearing what Meng Yi said, He Fan did become interested.
For example, he actually likes the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall or the porcelain on the wooden shelves, so he can buy them back to watch at home.
But now, it is better to follow Meng Yi to see the auction.
After all, these calligraphy, paintings and porcelain are all placed here, and he can't run away. He can come and buy them at any time.
And compared to these consignment items, He Fan feels that the items at auction are more valuable.
After all, those who make it to the auction must have been carefully selected.
Under the leadership of Meng Yi, several people quickly arrived at the door of a conference room.
There are also several security guards guarding the door, and it seems that the security is really tight.
However, it has already been checked at the gate, so this step is omitted here. You only need to take out the auction invitation letter to enter.
But as Meng Yi and Huang Hongwei are shareholders of the club, they naturally don't need any invitation letters.
As for He Fan!
Several security guards and the two bosses, Meng Yi and Huang Hongwei, were personally accompanying him, so naturally they would not go to him to get an invitation letter.
So at that moment, several security guards immediately opened the door of the conference room, and at the same time took several auction number plates and handed them to several people.
Meng Yi is No. 66, He Fan is No. 67, and Huang Hongwei is No. 68.
Upon entering the conference room, Meng Yi took He Fan to find a seat and sit down because the auction had already begun.
After sitting down, He Fan took stock of this conference room, or it could also be called an auction room.
The conference room is very large, with hundreds of chairs placed, and it doesn't feel crowded at all.
Moreover, there were quite a few people participating in the auction, at least sixty or seventy people. They were all in suits and leather shoes, and looked high-spirited. At first glance, they were no ordinary people.
He Fan saw a few familiar people, who seemed to be several familiar company CEOs.
At this time, the auctioneer on the stage was also working hard to introduce a piece of porcelain.
Listening to the auctioneer's introduction, He Fan also understood that it was a Jun kiln purple-spot cup from the Northern Song Dynasty, or it was also called a tea cup.
He Fan obviously didn't do much research on antique porcelain, so he just watched them out of curiosity.
But when the auctioneer mentioned the starting price for this tea cup, He Fan was obviously a little surprised.
He really didn't expect that a small tea cup could be so valuable!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "This Northern Song Dynasty Jun kiln purple spot lamp has a starting price of 10 million, and each increase in price must not be less than 100,000. The auction is now officially open!"
As the auctioneer banged the hammer, the people sitting below began to get excited.
First, a middle-aged man took the lead in raising his number plate.
This also means that he bid 10.1 million.
It's just that the middle-aged people here have just put down their signs, and someone else is holding up their signs on the other side.
He didn't say anything either, he just held up a sign, which meant that the price would be increased by another hundred thousand.
The next people holding signs appeared like bamboo shoots after the rain, and they were overwhelmed.
After a while, the price of this Song Dynasty tea cup reached 15 million, and it was still rising rapidly.
This was a real hardship for the auctioneer. He never closed his mouth and shouted the price non-stop. His throat was probably almost dry and hoarse.
At this time, Meng Yi also asked He Fan.
"Are you interested in this tea cup?"
He Fan could hear what he meant because he also saw that Meng Yi was somewhat interested in this tea cup.
So He Fan shook his head at the moment: "I'm not interested, I'll take a look first and then talk."
After hearing this, Meng Yi no longer hesitated.
It happened that his old man's birthday was coming some time later, and he also wanted to buy something better as a gift.
And this tea cup is really good, and his old man will definitely like it too.
I saw Meng Yi raising the sign in his hand and shouting directly.
"Sixteen million!"
You must know that the price just now was only 15.2 million, and now Meng Yi directly increased it by 800,000, presumably because he wanted to take the photo of this tea cup as soon as possible.
And after Meng Yi raised his placards to call out the price, He Fan also noticed that the number of people present holding placards also suddenly decreased.
But think about it!
After all, the Meng family is also a big family in Kyoto, and Meng Yi, the eldest young master of the Meng family, must be known to many people here, and they all want to give him face.
It’s just that when it comes to auctions, the highest bidder always wins.
Moreover, the status of the people who can come here is not ordinary. Some people's status is not much lower than Meng Yi, and there is no need to sell this face.
So even though Meng Yi held up a sign and called out the price, there were still many people who followed up by holding up a sign and calling out the price.
Of course, compared with the number of people bidding just now, there are obviously much fewer people now. There are only a few people left, and most of them are middle-aged.
To be continued...