The auction venue was the size of a theater. The VIP room No. 11 that Butterfly had reserved was on the second floor, next to the rooms of Pinky and Goldbiao.

Although this isn't the best location, the view is wide enough.

A one-way mirror cleverly isolates the VIP room from outside prying eyes, providing a private space for the guests. However, those inside can observe every move in the auction hall downstairs without any obstruction.

By this time, many people had begun to enter the auction hall. Some were dressed in fine clothes, while others kept a low profile, and they all took their seats.

Wuwang Auction House operates 24 hours a day and holds no fewer than a hundred auctions of all sizes every day.

But the most anticipated and most "exciting" show is undoubtedly the midnight special.

The midnight special requires a fee to enter; each person must pay an entrance fee of 1,000 yuan.

Despite the exorbitant price, people still flock to it.

Because if you acquire a treasure in this auction, it could become an opportunity for many people to rise to great heights.

Chuanliu silently surveyed the entire scene.

She noticed that a waiter had entered VIP room number 1, which had the best view and was closest to the auction items, and turned on the one-way mirror effect.

Just then, she saw two familiar faces being surrounded by a group of people, walking up the stairs.

Zhou Zheng and Liu Xingxing?

How did they get here?

Chuanliu frowned in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

Sensing the girl's unusual behavior, Zhuiming followed her gaze.

However, Zhou Zheng and Liu Xingxing had already entered VIP Room No. 1, and Zhui Ming did not see them.

"nothing."

Chuanliu withdrew his gaze and quietly waited for the auction to begin.

Amidst a commotion, a woman gracefully walked onto the stage.

She was probably in her forties, and the years had left their mark on her face, but this did not diminish her mature charm; on the contrary, it added a unique elegance to her.

The woman wore a custom-made yellow cheongsam embroidered with subtle peony patterns. Every stitch and thread was so lifelike that it seemed as if blooming peonies were dancing gracefully on the cheongsam.

Every time she took a step, the men in the audience would involuntarily cheer, and some even whistled excitedly.

However, the woman did not show the slightest displeasure at the disturbance caused by the crowd.

She gently covered her chest with one hand, bowed slightly to everyone, and appeared confident and composed.

Throughout the entire process, she maintained a serene smile. Her presence seemed to add a touch of brightness to the entire auction hall, making it impossible for anyone to look away.

The woman gracefully picked up the microphone, her voice firm and powerful, echoing throughout the auction hall.

"It is a great honor to have received the invitation from Wuwang Auction House to host this month's early morning auction. I am today's auctioneer, and also an old friend of yours—Susan, the '10 of Hearts'."

Susan smiled slightly, revealing her charming dimples, which captivated everyone present.

As Susan finished her self-introduction, the atmosphere in the auction hall grew even more enthusiastic.

She clapped her hands lightly, and her assistant immediately handed her an exquisite auction list.

Susan glanced at the list, then looked up. "Next, we will begin the first item of this auction."

As soon as she finished speaking, her assistant brought over a tray covered with a red cloth.

The red cloth was lifted, and a bottle of Moutai liquor was quietly placed on the display stand.

"First, let's appreciate the first item up for auction—a bottle of rare Moutai liquor."

Susan explained, "I believe everyone is familiar with Moutai liquor. This 500ml bottle of Moutai originates from outside the island of Bliss, with a mellow taste and a rich aroma. It is not only a fine wine, but also a cultural heritage and a testament to history."

The moment the Moutai liquor appeared, the people in the room immediately started discussing it.

Such a fine product is a rare find on Paradise Island. Wine connoisseurs, in particular, have shown great interest in this bottle.

This is not just a fine wine, but also a symbol of status.

"Starting bid: 2,888, minimum increment: 100 yuan."

Susan raised the gavel and announced loudly.

No sooner had the words been spoken than someone eagerly raised their bidding paddle and began a fierce bidding war.

2,988.

"3,100".

3,200.

"..."

After the bid reached 4,000, the speed slowed down significantly.

At that moment, the room for Fenzi and Jinbiao was suddenly priced at "4,600".

The two men stared intently at the darling on the stage, their eyes gleaming.

They haven't tasted this since they arrived at Paradise Island, and they're willing to bleed to get this item at auction.

On Paradise Island, 4,600 is a considerable sum, and for a time no one bid.

Is anyone else bidding?

Susan asked as usual.

4,700.

A man's voice came from the ground floor area.

Chuanliu looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wang Shuo, the "5 of Hearts," whom he hadn't seen for many days.

Wang Shuo was holding up a number sign while talking to a young man next to him.

Fenzi and Jinbiao thought they had 4,600 in the bag, but unexpectedly, a dark horse appeared out of nowhere.

They looked displeased at the person below who was bidding against them.

Pinky snorted coldly, "Where did this piece of trash come from, sitting on the first floor and daring to lower our prices?"

He held up the number and shouted, "4,800."

Wang Shuo showed no intention of giving up, and the bidding between the two sides continued back and forth.

The price has risen to 6,000, which is all the brothers have in their savings.

Jin Biao suddenly stood up, his expression fierce. "Damn it! Are we still going to yell?"

Fenzi gritted his teeth and shook his head in hatred.

Susan made the final decision, and Wang Shuo won the precious bottle of Moutai.

Next, several more rare resources on Paradise Island were bought up one by one.

Chuanliu and Zhuiming sat there quietly, drinking cups of tea poured by the waiter.

The butterfly kept him company, occasionally saying a word to ease the quiet atmosphere.

"The next item up for auction is an essential item that we cannot do without on Paradise Island—an identity tag."

Susan paused for a moment, keeping everyone in suspense.

Everyone craned their necks, trying to see what was underneath the red cloth.

The assistant lifted the red cloth, revealing a "Plum Blossom 2" on the table.

"An identity token from the City of Plum Blossoms—'Plum Blossom 2'—starting bid 2,000 yuan."

The initially enthusiastic butterfly sat back down in disappointment. "What? Who would buy a '2'?"

Not just him, but all the audience members let out a "whoosh".

A "Plum Blossom 2" is something that those who want to buy it can't afford, and those who can afford it don't like it.

It's like a chicken rib – useless and insignificant.

Chuanliu yawned, looking utterly bored, and said:

"This is boring, I'm going to the restroom."