I grab red envelopes with the gods

Chapter 197 The So-Called Charity Auction

Yang Feng found that place, and was a little tangled outside.

This is a private club, and only the friends of the owner can enter. If people who don't know want to go in, they must be Ying Guo and its status figures, otherwise no one will even give a bird's-eye.

A car stopped, and a dog next to it ran away with Yang Feng, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Hey! Yang Feng, are you going to participate in the charity auction too?" Xu Zixin and her manager, Sister Qin, got out of the car and happened to meet Yang Feng.

"Charity auction?" Yang Feng didn't know why, so he caught a glimpse of something like an invitation letter in Xu Zixin's hand.

Sister Qin was overjoyed to see Yang Feng.From Xu Zixin's mouth, she concluded that Yang Feng was the hero of Feng Yu Eternal, who was famous for a while, so she wanted to sign Yang Feng even more urgently.

But no matter how she searched, she couldn't find any specific information about Yang Feng. She almost gave up at first, but she didn't expect to meet her again now, how could she be unhappy.

So she came up with the idea in the morning again, she wants to make Yang Feng into Huaxia, no, it should be a world-class martial arts star.

In the future, Xu Zixin will become a singer, and Yang Feng will become a world-class martial arts star. She feels excited just thinking about it.

As long as she has two cash cows, Xu Zixin and Yang Feng, she will successfully become the highest-status broker in the industry. In the future, she will not only not need to look at the ugly faces of those bosses, but can also put on airs.

"Your name is Yang Feng, right? I'm Zixin's manager Wu Qin. You should know me." Xu Zixin's manager said proudly. She has brought out stars of Xu Zixin's level, those young people who want to be stars Those who didn't know her wished they could follow her.

"Oh, I don't know..." If Xu Zixin wasn't so popular, Yang Feng might not even know her, let alone Xu Zixin's manager.

Wu Qin said embarrassingly: "It's okay, we'll get to know each other in the future. You should know kung fu, and you performed almost perfectly in the promotional video of Feng Yu Eternal. With my help, maybe you can become a world leader." class martial arts star"

Yang Feng shook his head, "Not interested"

Wu Qin didn't hear the answer she wanted, and stared in surprise, not believing that someone would reject her invitation.

On the contrary, Xu Zixin knew it long ago. She knew very well that Director Wu who shot Feng Yu Eternal would not let Yang Feng and Lin Qingyu go easily, but the fact is that neither of these two people appeared again. on screen.

Everyone's pursuit is different, and she had long thought that these two people might not care about it at all, so no matter what Wu Qin said, it would be useless.

"Let's not stand at the door, let's go in first." Xu Zixin reminded, although they were some distance away from the door, it was really impolite. Although the passers-by didn't say anything, they could see the contempt in their eyes .

Yang Feng thought he might be able to go in with them, so he didn't say anything, but when he reached the entrance, he was still stopped.

"Only two people can go in with one invitation letter. If three people want to go in, please show the invitation letter," the waiter said politely.

He looked polite, but it would be bad luck to treat him like a harmless gentleman.

Yang Feng caught a glimpse of something on the back of the man's waist against his clothes. If nothing else happened, there might be a gun inside.

"Yang Feng, don't you have an invitation letter?" Xu Zixin gestured for his invitation letter.

This invitation letter is very beautifully made. In fact, it should be said that this is not a formal invitation letter. It is a preview of a charity auction, and there are things that will appear at the auction.

Yang Feng wanted to give up at first, and cursed Xiaoshu several times in his heart, just happened to catch a glimpse of one of the pictures.

It was a stone stele, and there are many stone stele-like cultural relics circulating in China. Even many experienced archaeologists would not be surprised by this stone stele at first glance, but Yang Feng stared intently, The blood flowed faster, and I was secretly startled.

Isn't this stele one of the steles of the Conferred God Platform?
"I seem to have forgotten to bring it!" Where does Yang Feng have that kind of thing, let alone an invitation letter, even if this is an ordinary bar, Yang Feng can't get in, because he can't escape with a penny.

"Sir, this is a private club, you can't enter without an invitation letter." The waiter showed a smile on his face, a little bit of driving people away.

Yang Feng showed a smile on his face, then turned around and slipped away. He made a very distressed decision, he wanted to use up the supernatural power of concealing immortality that he had just obtained, and even if he spent this supernatural power to enter inside, he must find a way to give the fragments of the stele to him. get away.

At the Three Tribulations of Karma, Yang Feng will be able to fly with his sword, and at that time his spiritual power should be almost enough for him to use real spells.

At that time, Xiaoshu must spit out some spells, if I don't give it to me, I will go on strike!

Hidden Immortal Art, also known as directional stealth under instructions on Xianwang.

After Yang Feng extracted the supernatural power, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. With a thought, he thought that no one could see him.

Walking swaggeringly to the door of the private club, his figure did not become transparent and disappeared, and there were obvious shadows on the ground, but the waiter in front of the door let Yang Feng swagger in as if he couldn't see Yang Feng.

After successfully entering, Yang Feng thought in his heart that the waiters inside could see him, and sure enough, these people began to look at him.

Especially one of the waitresses, who looked like an Asian, looked him over carefully from the beginning to the end.

She whispered to him in very standard English: "Sir, are you here to pick up something?"

Yang Feng was about to refuse, but suddenly thought of the reminder from the former Xiaoshu, and replied in his sloppy English: "Then 5000 million euros?"

The waitress showed excitement in her eyes, and hurriedly beckoned him to leave. "Sir, please come this way with me"

Let me go, Xiaoshu really prepared 5000 million euros for me?

It's still a small book!

Yang Feng was excited, the gap was too great, he almost had nowhere to go like the stray dogs outside.Now that I can suddenly get 5000 million, I can't be too happy.

Although he got 5000 million euros from Gu Li last time, he spent more than half of it at that time, and the rest was given to Dao Xiaoqing, which meant nothing to him.

Yang Feng then entered a closed room, which had only a door and no windows, and five suitcases were placed in the center of the not too big room.The maximum face value of euro banknotes is five hundred yuan, and each box can hold two hundred stacks of money, that is to say, each box contains 1000 million euros.

The waiter said calmly: "Mr. Li, later on at the auction, you can randomly buy a few things and spend 5000 million euros. After ten days, someone will deliver what you want."

What?
Yang Feng was startled, and cursed secretly: Xiao Shu, you bastard, these are black money!

This is not a charity auction at all, it is a money laundering auction!

(End of this chapter)