He had just sat down when his phone in his pocket rang, a ssage notification from "Chengcheng," "Call her to make an appointnt."
Qi Helian thought he was seeing things, so he carefully read the five words sent by Ji Chicheng again, and after confirming he wasn’t mistaken, he turned to glance at Ji Chicheng.
Ji Chicheng was also looking at him. He flashed a mischievous smile, then turned back and texted Ji Chicheng, "I’m not that kind of person."
Ji Chicheng imdiately replied, "Will you make the appointnt or not?"
Just those three words, and Mr. Qi could feel the intense aura of a domineering CEO.
He responded, "I can’t believe you’re this kind of Ji Chicheng."
After sending that, he followed up with another ssage, not feeling reassured, "This is you asking to make the appointnt, not wanting to make it."
Ji Chicheng didn’t reply to Qi Helian’s ssages anymore; he put away his phone, his gaze shifting forward. Ji Anning was sitting in the second row, her long, black, beautiful hair covering her delicate back.
He recalled how she had been chatting and laughing with others a mont ago, and flas of anger and jealousy sparked in his eyes.
"Thank you all for attending the charity auction hosted by the i Fund today. All proceeds from the auctioned items will be donated to the i Fund to provide scholarships for impoverished children in the western regions."
"Next, we are going to auction the first item, a baseball cap donated by Miss Jiang Qiqi. This cap was personally placed on her by the famous singer Louis during her 2003 world tour concert in City N, starting bid ten thousand."
The auctioneer lightly tapped the gavel to start the bidding, and the baseball cap with a starting price of ten thousand was finally auctioned off to a wealthy businessman for one hundred and thirty thousand.
Wang Zhuoling had told her that at tonight’s auction, all the items being auctioned were provided by celebrities, and those bidding were wealthy businessn, heirs to fortunes, and the newly rich, among others.
Simply put, it was a competition of who had greater charm and better connections.
The higher the price an item fetched, the greater the charm it proved.
Ji Anning hadn’t donated any items; Wang Zhuoling brought her here just to help her bond with influential people both inside and outside the circle.
"The next item is a Chanel mini dress provided by the nation’s beloved pop princess, Wan Yueyue, which she wore when receiving the Golden X Award. The starting bid is two hundred thousand."
The hamr fell, and the bidding soared.
In the blink of an eye, two hundred thousand had sky-rocketed to one million two hundred thousand, increasing by incrents of one hundred thousand.
Wan Yueyue was also sitting in a very noticeable VIP seat in the first row, together with many film company CEOs. As the bidding for her item reached higher and higher, the smile on her face grew more and more confident.
"There was really no suspense today; most of the company CEOs were here for her."
"In the past two years, she really has been overwhelmingly popular. At events with her, everyone else can only play a supporting role."
Amid the reporters’ buzzing discussions, Wan Yueyue’s dress was bought by the CEO of a film company she had worked with before for a whopping ten million.
Applause roared like thunder.
Wan Yueyue was so excited that she stood up and bowed to express her thanks to everyone.
When her gaze swept over Ji Anning, the corners of her mouth lifted in a smirk that belonged to a victor.
Amidst the applause, the auctioneer began introducing the next item, "The next item, provided by the industry’s most beautiful rising star Ji Anning, is..."
The auctioneer paused, sweeping his gaze over everyone seated below.
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