I am a rich second generation!

"I just received the news that the VIP at booth No. 1 is willing to give away 100 bottles of Dom Pérignon. If there are no other VIPs who are willing to continue bidding, then today's [Celebrity Face-to-face] activity will come to an end!"

After all, it's not a serious auction, and the host won't crazily attract customers to bid for it like an auction. I just hope that the event can end soon...

The reason...

Very simple.

Generally, the people who come to nightclubs are young people...

How can ordinary young people spend hundreds of thousands or millions to participate in this kind of activities?
It’s okay to say that there is a level gap between the rich second generations. When they meet those with similar status, they bid wildly. In the end, several parties can’t get off the stage. In the end, it’s their BOOMERANG that is unlucky...

In particular, Hong Kong is one of the hubs of the whole of Asia. Many unscrupulous businessmen will plant their flags here, causing the entire Hong Kong Island to be mixed with fish and dragons...

Although with the development of the times, the current Xiangjiang is not as outrageous as in the movies of Young and Dangerous, but those dark sides are real. Those rich people in Xiangjiang who made their fortunes in the early years, who are not black and white?
Just like Western capital, it is a very normal thing to spend a small amount of money to support some idlers to do some shady activities, but it is somewhat taboo in Xiangjiang, not as blatant as in the West...

And those rich second generations of the top Hong Kong Island naturally inherited these connections from their parents.

Not to mention, BOOMERANG has encountered more than one chaos in the past few years since its opening. When the trouble was the biggest, it was once published in Xiangjiang’s newspapers. In the end, it was suppressed by the boss’s means. The [Celebrities Face to Face] event is the signature of BOOMERANG resounding in Hong Kong, and it is estimated that the event has long been discontinued...

learn from mistakes.

With so many lessons learned from the past, the host also chose not to quarrel as much as possible, to end early, and to feel at ease early.

At the end of the host's selection, the salesman of the high-altitude booth No. 4 held the microphone and said loudly in Cantonese under the order of the guests, "Mr. Zheng is willing to give 110 bottles of Tang Perry!"

Although Gu Cheng doesn't understand Cantonese very well, he still understands the words 110 bottles, and he is a little surprised...

I originally thought that the figure of 100 million could be regarded as driving up the market price, but it turned out that before Chen Jiahui made his bid, someone chose to increase the price...

Knew it…

Compared with the mainland, the rich second generation of Hong Kong Island play more blatantly...

Chen Jiahui originally thought that if he spent 100 million Hong Kong dollars, he should be sure of it. Just as he thought of asking for credit in front of Gu Cheng, he heard the price increase from the No. 4 high-altitude booth, and he was also angry...

But tonight's consumption has already exceeded the budget, and spending hundreds of thousands more is at most a heartache for him, and he immediately told the marketing "120 million."

Marketing didn't know where to take out a microphone, and shouted in a dignified manner: "Mr. Chen is willing to send 120 bottles of Dom Pérignon to Ms. He!"

And at the No. 4 booth, a young man with gentle eyes and gentle eyes heard another price increase of 10 from Gu Cheng, and smiled at his friends: "This Chen Jiahui seems to be here to be close to these few mainlanders." Is the rich second generation fighting against me?"

Then he drank the wine in the glass and said to the salesman: "You just bid, don't ask me what I mean, how much they offer, I will always offer 10 more."

The other second generations sitting on the deck listened to his words and laughed too, the laughter was full of disdain.

After getting the order from the customer, the salesman did not dare to neglect, and shouted out again: "Mr. Zheng sent 130 bottles of Dom Pérignon!"

It is also expected that Chen Jiahui will continue to bid for the No. 4 deck, and continue to ask the marketing to give away 10 bottles.

His credit card still has a limit of more than 200 million, and 200 million is also his bottom line...

"140 bottles!"

"150 bottles!"

……

"200 bottles!"

"210 bottles!"

Chen Jiahui's face turned red with the bids that came from deck 4 every time within 3 seconds, and he planned to give up the bid.Embarrassed to come to Gu Cheng's body
"Brother Cheng, I'm sorry, the money I prepared should not be enough..."

Originally, he wanted to show his loyalty in front of Gu Cheng, and took the opportunity to get close to his thigh, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even show his loyalty, and Chen Jiahui felt ashamed for a while...

Hearing his tone, Gu Cheng couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, as long as you have the heart, 200 million can invite the world's top supermodel to dinner, if you continue to increase the price, you will be a fool."

Gu Cheng is just a little interested in BOOMERANG's [Celebrity Face-to-Face] show. As for He Beibei...

In terms of appearance, he really wasn't much better than his confidante friends, and he wasn't as smart as this.

Even spending 200 million won't be enough, and Gu Cheng didn't plan to follow Chen Jiahui's lead and continue to increase the price.

After all, he is rich, not sick...

Seeing that Gu Cheng didn't care, Chen Jiahui also breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said, "But don't worry, brother Cheng, I will definitely make arrangements for you in the next few days! Miss Xiangjiang doesn't know how many sessions have been held, I also I know a lot, and I promise to arrange one for you within three days!"

Gu Cheng also smiled when he heard Chen Jiahui's words, he liked this thoughtful dog leg more and more: "If I have time to go to the Mainland in the future, I will help you arrange it."

Chen Jiahui's joy welled up from the bottom of his heart. He knew that all he had done tonight was not in vain. Gu Cheng's ability to say this was already a recognition of himself. As long as he could get involved in Gu Cheng's small circle, the benefits would certainly not be less. This small amount of money spent late is not even a fart...

While a few people were chatting, the salesman came up and asked, "Mr. Chen, do you want to continue to increase the price?"

There is no need to pay 200 million, and Chen Jiahui is also in a good mood, he waved his hands and said: "No more."

But just after finishing speaking, Chen Jiahui seemed to think of something again, and continued to ask: "Who is that Mr. Zheng in booth 4, do I know him?"

"Of course you recognize it. The one at booth number 4 is the third son of the Zheng family, Zheng Zhiwen."

"It's him..."

Chen Jiahui also nodded when he heard the words...

There are quite a few rich men with the surname Zheng in Xiangjiang, but there is only one who can be called "the Zheng family"...

That is the Zheng family founded by jewelry king Zheng Yutong.

Thinking of this, the depression in Chen Jiahui's heart that he had never won over others also slowly dissipated...

Although Zheng Zhiwen does not have the right to inherit the Zheng family, he is not comparable to Chen Jiahui. It is not shameful to lose the bid to Zheng Zhiwen...

"The Zheng family? The one from Zhou Dafu Jewelry?"

Hearing this, Gu Cheng subconsciously glanced at Wang Ziwen.

Compared to Chen Jiahui, Wang Ziwen seemed much calmer, shrugged and said: "That's right, it's the Zheng family you were thinking of.

But this Zheng Zhiwen was nothing, he had no right of inheritance, so he relied on the Zheng family's family office to eat, drink and have fun. Compared with his elder brother Zheng Zhiwu, it was something that could not be put on the table at all. "

After all, Wang Ziwen is the only son of a billionaire...

Although there is still a certain gap compared with the Zheng family, but facing a son of the Zheng family who has no inheritance rights, he really has the right to look down on him, and his tone is full of disdain.

Gu Cheng nodded slightly when he heard the words, and did not continue to ask.

The host was overjoyed when he found out that the fare increase at deck 1 had stopped. He quickly asked a symbolic question and prepared to end the event...

Before the two sides raised the price crazily, I had already had someone notify the boss, for fear that the two parties would be superior again and the situation could not be controlled...

As for Gu Cheng, listening to the host's question, he didn't care.

Since there was no more fun to be had, Gu Cheng didn't intend to stay any longer. He greeted President Wang, Qin Yuan and others who were about to leave, but a substandard Mandarin rang out from booth number 4...

"Chen Jiahui, don't you plan to bid for these mainlanders? It's only a few dollars, keep playing."

As soon as the words fell, the expression of Gu Chengren, who was still smiling on his face, froze slightly...

It's not just Gu Cheng.

Principal Wang and Qin Yuan's faces darkened in an instant.

When Wang Ziwen and Chen Jiahui heard the words, their faces changed again and again.

The three words "Daluzai" are popular in the older generation.

It often appears in the mouths of Xiangjiang people, but it is definitely not a good word...

Decades ago, Xiangjiang was much more prosperous than the mainland, so they despised the mainlanders at that time, and "Daluzai" was a derogatory name for the mainlanders in Xiangjiang...

However, with the changes of the times, the country has become more and more prosperous, and the contact between the two places is frequent, this name has begun to decrease, but some prostitutes do not know where the sense of superiority comes from, even though they know that they are not as good as others, they still I would look down on it, like Zheng Zhiwen in front of me...

Principal Wang and Qin Yuan were also speechless for a while after their faces were gloomy...

The son of the richest man in the mainland and the only son of a billionaire, it is the first time they have experienced this kind of slur...

Following Zheng Zhiwen's voice, booing and strange screams sounded from below the high platform.

Just when Wang Ziwen was about to say something, Principal Wang said coldly to Chen Jiahui: "Continue to bid, I will pay more."

Qin Huan also followed closely behind, "I also want to see how rich the Xiangjiang Zheng family is."

Following Zheng Zhiwen's slanderous statement, it is no longer a contradiction between someone.

It can be said that Principal Wang is lawless, but he is deeply influenced by his family's patriotic education, how can he bear this kind of slander?
Chen Jiahui was suddenly caught in a dilemma, and could only turn to Wang Ziwen for help...

suddenly.

Gu Cheng, who had been leaning on the sofa, waved directly at the salesman, motioning him to bring the microphone to him.

After taking the microphone, Gu Cheng's voice sounded slowly.

"500."

Gu Cheng's voice was not as angry as imagined, but it directly made the audience scream.

"Alas!"

"Exciting and exciting! I just love to see how these rich people treat their money like money!"

"Young Master Zheng, continue!"

People who come to nightclubs to indulge are always watching the excitement without taking too much trouble, and suddenly became crazy.

The host knew something bad when he heard Zheng Zhiwen's words. Now that Gu Cheng raised the price to 500 million, his heart skipped a beat...

The more I don't want anything, the more I become...

Obviously, the situation was not something he could control, so he hurriedly sent someone to invite his boss.

Zheng Zhiwen, who was at booth number 4, also grinned when he saw that Gu Cheng was provoked by him to make an offer.

Several people in Gu Cheng knew his identity information, and of course he also knew that the people sitting in booth No. 1 were Principal Wang, Qin Yuan, and Gu Cheng, several of the top rich second generations in the Mainland.

But this is Xiangjiang...

Even if he is the son of the richest man, he is still an outsider here...

While thinking about it, he planned to play Brother Crow's tricks, leaned on the sofa and grinned, "As expected of a big guy from the mainland, he asked for 500 million, so I'll add another 1."

"501..."

Before the last Wanzi was uttered, Gu Cheng's voice sounded again: "1000 million."

Gu Cheng's appearance of mistaking money not only stunned Zheng Zhiwen, but also stunned the other people in the field...

"Is Mr. Zheng planning to pay 1001 million?"

"But you have to pay attention, you paid 1001 million, I probably won't continue to add more, but I think such a superior Mr. Zheng's family shouldn't care about this small amount of money, right?"
Oh, I forgot, Mr. Zheng doesn't seem to have the right to inherit, 1001 million should be frugal for a long time, right? Be careful. "

This was the first time Gu Cheng spoke.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he hit Zheng Zhiwen's sore spot...

Now he is the third son of the prosperous Zheng family, but in a few years, when the Zheng family changes hands again, he will be nothing but a pure waste waiting to die. In Xiangjiang, a rich man like him Borderline characters abound...

Maybe these ordinary rich people on Hong Kong Island who he despises now can step on his head at will.

Although his anger was rising, it was impossible for him to be incompetent and furious in front of thousands of people. After adjusting his mood, he still said in a disdainful tone, "I just like the appearance of you upstarts from the mainland."

Gu Cheng didn't have any intention of arguing with him, and his tone was indifferent: "Continue to bid?"

Wang Ziwen, who was standing next to Gu Cheng, had already experienced this situation several times. Gu Cheng didn't want to surrender his status to do something like a shrew, but he could do it.

Moreover, he has long been notorious in Hong Kong's lace reports, and he is not afraid of embarrassment, so he directly took Gu Cheng's microphone: "Don't bark the dog, just keep bidding. Your name as the third son of the Zheng family will not last for a few years, so take advantage of it now." If it works, hurry up to borrow it, and let Zheng Zhiwu help you pay it back."

Being poked at the painful point, but unable to refute, he said in a cold tone: "Go to the mainland for a visit, and become the dog of the mainland boy? It really makes us Xiangjiang people look good."

Wang Ziwen, who has been using Cantonese all the time, also spat when he heard this sentence, and said in his own substandard Mandarin: "Don't label me trash, I'm a fucking Chinese!"

Gu Cheng and Principal Wang glanced at Wang Ziwen in surprise...

This kid can do it!
If the thinking is correct, it belongs to yes!
The confrontation between the two gangs of rich second generations made the audience in BOOMERANG very happy, but Zheng Zhiwen still did not choose to increase the price in the end...

Although Gu Cheng is insulting himself, he really won't be able to get 1001 million for a while...

The spectators were booed to see if there was any excitement, Zheng Zhiwen sat on the sofa listening to these boos, his face turned black and purple.

Zheng Zhiwen admits to being cowardly, and Gu Cheng is not prepared to continue. It is their business that the second generation in the Hong Kong circle likes to bully, and he has no interest in this kind of public bullying. They won't bother with Zheng Zhiwen.

A few minutes later, the salesman came back with his black American Express card to swipe the card. A middle-aged man brought Zhou Huimin and Miss Xiangjiang He Beibei to the booth at the same time.

After the middle-aged man arrived, he first asked Gu Cheng and a few people how he was. Just when Gu Cheng was puzzled, Wang Ziwen whispered in his ear, "His name is Xi Wensheng, from Chaozhou, and he used to be a well-known club. Boss, he has some face in Xiangjiang, BOOMERANG is one of his laundered industries."

Gu Cheng also nodded when he heard the words.

Gu Cheng wouldn't believe it if he didn't have some energy to open such a large nightclub in Xiangjiang, a place where every inch of money is precious...

Xi Wensheng looked like he was five or 60 years old, with a suit and leather shoes, and a kind face. If Wang Ziwen hadn't told himself in advance, Gu Cheng wouldn't have believed that he was a former club leader if he was beaten to death. Gu Cheng really couldn't tell.

"Mr. Gu, here is your bill."

Xi Wensheng didn't have the slightest attitude of a boss, and handed the bill and black card to Gu Cheng with a smile...

Seeing the payment of 10 US dollars on the bill, Gu Cheng raised his head and glanced at Xi Wensheng.

"1000 million Hong Kong dollars is just a farce. Our original intention of BOOMERANG is to make our customers happy. If we really take your money, will we continue to do business in the future?
I am responsible for such an unpleasant incident that happened today. I will send some of you safely back to your place of residence later, and I assure you that what happened tonight is in the past, and it will never happen tomorrow. On any media newspaper in Xiangjiang.

But I also hope that Mr. Gu can give me face and don't make things big, otherwise it will be bad for you and me. What do you think, Mr. Gu? "

Although 1000 million Hong Kong dollars is nothing, no one wants to be taken advantage of...

The reason why Gu Cheng is willing to be taken advantage of is because he wants to let out the breath in his heart...

As for Xi Wensheng, he was a big boss in the past, and he is definitely big enough in terms of structure. He can spit out the money that has already been in his pocket. It can be said that he respects Gu Cheng and the others to the extreme. After all, the vast majority of rich people in Xiangjiang are normal. People, understand the energy contained in the identities of Gu Cheng and the others, idiots like Zheng Zhiwen are in the minority after all...

Faced with Xi Wensheng's overtures, Gu Cheng certainly would not refuse, took the black card, and said with a smile, "Mr. Xi, you are a fastidious person. As long as Zheng Zhiwen doesn't do anything out of line, I will definitely give you the face."

"Then thank you, Young Master Gu."

What Xi Wensheng was most afraid of was that something would happen to the two lawless second generations in his shop. Now that he had Gu Cheng's promise, he was half relieved.

"Then I will
Don't disturb Mr. Gu's interest, let Miss Zhou Huimin and Miss He Beibei accompany Mr. Gu for a few drinks. "

After a few words of courtesy, Xi Wensheng also walked towards Zheng Zhiwen's booth. If he didn't settle both parties, he still couldn't let go of his hanging heart... After all, the times have changed, and it is not easy to make money safely...

After Xi Wensheng left, Zhou Huimin also held a cup and toasted Gu Cheng to express his gratitude for Gu Cheng's gift of 40 Louis XIII Tianyun to her...

And He Beibei sat quietly on the sidelines and looked at this Gu Cheng who was willing to spend 1000 million for himself just now...