Chapter 389 What kind of ring is this?

Xiao Peng called Felix over and asked him to take the ring to the stage.

Many people here are media people, so there was a photographer on the scene who aimed the camera directly at the ring that Xiao Peng took out, and the image was projected directly onto the big screen for everyone to see.

In fact, countless people in the venue were staring at Ivan and Xiao Peng, wanting to see how much money they would donate to the event.

As a result, many people sighed in their hearts after seeing the items donated by Xiao Peng.

They had watched Xiao Peng pull the ring out of his clothes and thought it was something special, but it turned out to be just an ordinary gold ring. Although it was quite large, anyone here could afford a gold ring five rings larger. It also looked extremely worn and the workmanship was very crude. The pattern on the ring was just a few Arabic words, which didn't look like a good thing at all.

They looked at Xiao Peng together. This kind of thing must have been bought by him himself, and they also wanted to see how much money Xiao Peng would spend to buy this ring.

As a result, Xiao Peng was drinking champagne there and had no intention of bidding.

Elizabeth, who was presiding over the auction, asked curiously, "Xiao, what's the starting price for this ring?"

"Ah?" Xiao Peng was stunned: "Whatever!"

Everyone looked grim. What did "whatever" mean? Elizabeth coughed dryly and said, "As you can see, this ring is huge after all. I'll set the starting price at five hundred."

500 euros was indeed a good deal for such a large gold ring, so someone shouted, "Five hundred euros!"

Elizabeth looked at Xiao Peng, but Xiao Peng still didn't make a bid. She couldn't understand what Xiao Peng was thinking.

At this moment, Ivan raised his hand and said, "Three hundred million! Euros!"

"Pfft!" Everyone erupted in outrage. This isn't the right way to raise the price, is it? They said five hundred, and you said three hundred million? It's like playing Landlord, and someone brings out a "mistress," and the landlord just throws out a "king bomb." Everyone knows you have money, but you can't just throw it away like that, right?

Elizabeth suspected she had misheard: "Mr. Vasily, did I hear you wrong? You said 300 million?"

"You heard right, 300 million." Ivan said, "When it comes to charity, of course I have to do my best."

Elizabeth took a deep breath. She felt a tightness in her chest and now she just wanted to scream a few times to vent.

Three hundred million euros!

This charitable fund sounds impressive, but in reality, when it was created, they didn't anticipate how much donations would come in. Elizabeth planned to raise a million, which would be a great achievement. So, the fund's goal is to help the families of firefighters who were injured or killed during rescue operations. They provide these families with a monthly stipend of €3,000 for ten consecutive years.

With these 300 million, I can go to the entertainment industry and make a lot of money. I can live a life of luxury.

Everyone understood this, and their eyes lit up as they looked at Elizabeth: a person who controlled a fund of 300 million would definitely be at the top even in Paris.

Xiao Peng coughed dryly at this moment, and Ivan understood and said, "Of course, this is conditional. First, the funds cannot be used for any investment before Felix gets married. Second, the management and ownership of the charity fund belongs to Felix, and the funds will be entrusted to the Bank of France for supervision before Felix gets married. If these conditions cannot be met, I will not donate the money."

These charitable foundations aren't all about making money; they need continuous investment to expand. Otherwise, the funds will eventually run out. Therefore, another important reason why wealthy individuals engage in charitable activities is to launder money. Funds can also be transferred through so-called "investments." Ivan's reasons for doing so largely guarantee that the money belongs to Felix and won't be diverted through illicit means.

Elizabeth nodded vigorously after hearing Ivan's words.

A 300 million charitable fund! So what if it's Felix? Felix is his son! Even if Felix can only truly control this fund after marriage, who in France would dare to underestimate Felix in the future? With this fund, even in Paris, the Walter family will definitely become an upper-class family!

"Huh?" Felix, who was standing next to Elizabeth, was a little dumbfounded after hearing this. He looked at Xiao Peng: "Master..."

He knew that this matter must be related to Xiao Peng.

Xiao Peng smiled and waved his hand: "Felix, this is a wedding gift for you, do you like it?"

"Pfft!" Everyone erupted in laughter. How old was Felix? He hadn't even grown all his hair yet, and he accepted such an expensive wedding gift? Are you kidding?

Felix smiled bitterly and said, "Master, stop joking!"

"I'm not kidding." Xiao Peng stretched out his hand, revealing the watch on his wrist. "You must have spent all your savings on giving me this watch. The apprentice has done so well, how could the master do worse?"

Someone nearby came to their senses and looked at Ivan, who was holding the ring with a happy face, and asked, "Mr. Ivan, this ring shouldn't be simple, right? What kind of ring is it?"

Ivan laughed. "A ring? No, no, no, it's not just a ring, it's also a seal. This is the ring of Bayezid I, the Ottoman Sultan. This also means it's the Sultan's seal!"

"What?" someone nearby exclaimed, "The Sultan's seal?"

"It's the damn Turk's baby!"

"Oh my God! I should buy this royal seal and piss off those Turks!"

"Wake up, do you have 300 million?"

"Who on earth is that Oriental man? Why did he take out something so precious?"

"How should I know? Guillaume had a quarrel with him!"

"Guillaume is so awesome! He can even mess with someone like this!"

Guillaume, who was standing nearby, was about to get into a panic. Dante patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, buddy. He'll probably just smash your car. It won't be a big deal."

Guillaume's expression made it hard to tell whether he was crying or laughing. He glanced at Xiao Peng, who seemed to have no intention of causing trouble for him. Also, how could he keep a small figure like him in his heart?

Can't you just take a detour when you see him next time?

He wanted to just leave, but couldn't: at these charity auctions, it was customary to hand over the items personally, allowing them to expand their network. But Guillaume really didn't want to go: Jenny, who had bought his vase, was sitting next to Xiao Peng. He'd been happy to get such a good price earlier, but now he felt only pain.

He held the vase and walked to Xiao Peng's table and came to Jenny: "Ms. Jenny, this is your vase!"