Chapter 173: Auction 2

"This is no problem, but the money box in my bodyguard's hand, you have to find someone to help us get it into the auction venue."

Knowing the rules of the Changxizhuang auction for a long time, Mao Shiyong naturally won't say much, but this time he and Qiao Yian each brought 5 million in cash, and the two boxes of cash were more than 200 catties. The people at the venue help.

The man wearing the Pleasant Goat mask replied with a smile: "It's natural, I'll call two people to help them carry things."

These days, he has been making money with anger, and he has long seen a huge black money box in the hands of the other's two bodyguards. How could a man disagree with this kind of thing that came to give money? What's more, they also know that many of these rich people are helpless, so if they bring such heavy things to the auction, it's better not to come... This black market auction wants Attracting customers, naturally, he wouldn't smash his own signs on such trivial matters. With a wave of the man's hand, he asked a man behind him with a mask of a lazy sheep and a sheep village chief to help carry things and lead the way in front.

The first time he came to Changxi Village, Qiao Yian calmly looked at the surrounding environment.

It doesn't look much different from an ordinary farmhouse. The ground is paved with the oldest bluestone bricks. The house is also made of ordinary blue bricks. It is only a short two-story building. Follow the other side. When I entered the building, I realized that this seemingly ordinary two-story building actually has a universe inside.

The whole house is built like those teahouses in ancient TV dramas. In the middle of the house is a huge round table with a red lacquer carved solid wood table, and below the round table is a beautiful high table with a small wooden table on it. The hammer, it seems, is where the auctioneer's final deal is finalized.

There are round tables around the room. These round tables surround the raised circular stand in the middle. They can clearly view the auction items on the stand. Since the room here is not large, Qiao Yian roughly swept the whole room. It is estimated that there are more than 20 tables in the upper and lower floors. There are six chairs in front of each table. In addition, each invitation letter can bring a partner. Roughly speaking, the middle is probably actually invited to participate in the auction. There are probably less than 100 people who will meet.

At this time, there were quite a few people sitting scattered in the whole room. Just like what Mao Shiyong said before, many of these people wore masks and wigs, so they could not see their real appearance. Someone directly wore a hood.

Seeing that someone came in through the door again, many people turned their heads to look here. Everyone looked at Mao Shiyong Qiao Yi'an from beginning to end, and when they saw nothing they could see, they turned back again.

"You two, please." The man wearing the lazy sheep mask led Qiao Yian to an empty table in the left corner.

Although it is close to the corner, the viewing angle of this place is not bad. Qiao Yian glanced at the stand. From this direction, she could clearly see the situation on the stand.

As time passed, there were more and more people in the room, and Qiao Yi'an also began to notice that more than 70% of these people were sitting on decorations to hide their faces, and the rest were either brought by some Beautiful female companions, or some upstarts, and those old families, she hardly saw anyone showing their faces.

Of course, there are occasional exceptions among these people.

Qiao Yi'an looked at the entrance at this time - several figures came in from the door, and the most dazzling one was a blond man.