Luofeng: So, where is the auction held and what ti is it?
Li Qiang: Eight o’clock in the evening, I’ll send you the specific address later.
Luofeng: Okay, I’ll be there on ti. Get two positions!
Li Qiang: Alright, Mr. Luo.
As the person inviting, if Luofeng really buys sothing at the auction, the auction might give Li Qiang a cut, if not at least a favor.
After all, the service fees for auctions are very high.
In the case of ordinary auction houses, when auctioning things worth 10 million, at least 1.5 million to 3 million would be deducted for service fees.
But despite such high service fees, there are still people lining up to send things there.
Because an auction is a platform, a platform easily fetching high prices.
If luck favors a eting with a wealthy person who really likes your items, the price will be much better than if you were selling privately.
Of course, auction houses have their tricks too, like astroturfing, creating inflated prices to make everyone feel it’s profitable.
These are just mind gas among the wealthy!
Let’s not talk about it!
Of course, the location is Sotherby’s Auction House in Jingzhou.
.....
Around four o’clock in the afternoon, Luofeng changed into a Gucci sweatshirt in the hotel and entered Jingzhou University ahead of ti, waiting for Bai Ningbing, who would finish class at five.
However, Luofeng strolled leisurely, reaching the school at half-past four.
Not much waiting ti.
Bai Ningbing and Wang Yanran walked out of the teaching building hand in hand, and Luofeng imdiately approached them, saying, "Baby, over here!"
Bai Ningbing let go of Wang Yanran and jogged up to Luofeng.
Luofeng embraced Bai Ningbing, then released her, just holding her hand, fingers intertwined, "Baby, do you want to change your clothes first?"
Bai Ningbing understood Luofeng’s intention; she and Luofeng had bought matching Gucci sweatshirts.
"Yes, yes!" Bai Ningbing nodded while pulling Luofeng toward her dormitory.
Bai Ningbing’s clothes weren’t left at the hotel.
Because that was a temporary place for doing things with Luofeng.
During the tis Luofeng wasn’t around, Bai Ningbing lived in the dormitory.
So all the clothes were in the dormitory.
Soon afterward, Bai Ningbing pulled Luofeng toward her dormitory.
Poor Wang Yanran once again ate a mouthful of public display of affection.
Zhang Xingjun approached Wang Yanran, trying to ask, "Is Bai Ningbing going to dinner with her boyfriend again?"
"Yes, yes!" Wang Yanran nodded.
"Then how about we go to the opposite plaza for so barbecue?" Zhang Xingjun casually invited.
Actually, it was well thought out.
Wang Yanran felt a bit helpless inside and outwardly pretended to be calm as she refused, "I can’t, I’ve already made plans with Shen Na!"
Zhang Xingjun pretended as if nothing was wrong, "Alright then, maybe next ti!"
"Yes, yes!" Wang Yanran nodded.
"Then I’ll head off first, call if anything cos up!" Zhang Xingjun said with feigned confidence.
"Okay!" Wang Yanran nodded.
If Luofeng saw such a situation, he could only say to the flatterers out there: give up, really give up, in the end, you’ll end up with nothing.
Chasing girls, such things, if except for appearance, you have nothing else to show for, the key is in the first impression or the first few tis.
If the other person doesn’t feel anything for you.
Then don’t fantasize at all.
Because apart from appearance, if you don’t have other outstanding traits, won’t others see your appearance at first glance?
Letting the other person get to know you, really, all they’re understanding is your family and work specifics.
So? If beyond appearance you have no other rits, but initially, the other person still doesn’t feel interested, then there’s no point continuing.
Girls being aloof or slow to warm up is all nonsense.
Interested or not, thinking quietly makes it really easy to find out.
Below Bai Ningbing’s dormitory building, Luofeng waited only about ten minutes, and Bai Ningbing changed into the sa Gucci sweatshirt as Luofeng.
Then the two walked hand in hand on campus!
"Luofeng, what do you want to eat? Should we have Sichuan-style dishes from Shu City, or Shanghai-style dishes, the dining hall has both! You know that!" Bai Ningbing said.
Luofeng shook his head, "Let’s not eat at the dining hall today; let’s head to Guojin Center. I saw in the afternoon, there’s a good pickled fish restaurant. Shall we try?"
Bai Ningbing likes fish.
Would Luofeng still not know?
"Sure, let’s try it!" Bai Ningbing felt a bit delighted, "I quite like pickled fish, it’s just, my mom’s cooking skills, you know..."
Tangya’s cooking skills?
Sorry.
Really an interruption.
Asking her to cook?
Luofeng expressed that maybe having her sit quietly to be admired might provide more value?
Luofeng pulled Bai Ningbing to the outdoor parking lot. After getting in the car, Luofeng first set up navigation information using CarPlay.
Then noticing no traffic jams.
He didn’t feel at all frustrated anymore.
Jingzhou’s traffic, though compared to Modu Beijing, isn’t that fierce.
But in Daxia’s hot cities, is there one wild horse that can run through continuously without stopping?
Coming out has to be, rightly, moving and stopping, moving and stopping.
Setting off from Jingzhou University, it was just half an hour before the two reached Guojin Center.
Such a situation, Luofeng could still accept.
In the pickled fish restaurant, Luofeng and Bai Ningbing chose a booth.
Bai Ningbing was looking through wall decorations explaining the store’s promoted corporate culture, naly the chef’s past.
The chef’s na was Xie Baoqing.
He studied pickled fish for twenty years in Shu City before becoming independent.
Bai Ningbing chose the most traditional pickled fish, cooked with grass carp.
Not anything like leopard coral trout or osmanthus fish.
The most traditional grass carp is the real test of skill.
After waiting for the pickled fish to arrive, Luofeng first examined the color, the pickled fish soup was whitish with so yellow.
It was the color mixed from fish and pickles cooking.
The oil shone clear and bright, the surface used high-quality oil.
Luofeng inhaled the aroma, from the sll alone indicating the pickled fish should be very good.
No fishiness was present, which is the basic requirent for pickled fish.
Also, there’s no unpleasant water sll or other flavors indicating that the pickles were authentically made.
Reaching this level not only tests the chef’s technique but also the selection of ingredients has standards.
Bai Ningbing had already picked up her chopsticks quickly, "Luofeng, hurry and eat!"
After she spoke, she picked up a piece of fish for Luofeng.
Luofeng started tasting.
Clearly grass carp.
Yet the fish at was tender and not dry.
And the grassy fish’s fishy taste was completely removed.
At this mont, a prompt from the system started appearing.
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