He sat up in bed.
Lin Jing was staring blankly at the two durians on the table: "President Shen, did Miss Lu send these durians?"
"Hmm." Shen Jingmo glanced at the durian.
The stench made his scalp tingle.
He endured it all night and couldn't bear to throw the two durians into the trash can.
"Don't you not eat durian? Can I eat it? It would be a waste not to. It's a good thing." Lin Jingshou was bored in the ward and made an extra comment.
"Then you eat it, leave the skin for me." Shen Jingmo said without hesitation as he searched for information about ghost masks on his phone.
"You're keeping the skin so you can kneel on it?" Lin Jing suddenly realized.
"..." Shen Jingmo was stunned, then raised his head slightly, his cold and fierce gaze sweeping over Lin Jing.
He reasonably suspected that Lu Zhiwei brought the two durians with this intention.
On the day of the charity auction, Shen Jinmo was discharged from the hospital ahead of schedule.
Even though his physical condition did not meet the criteria for discharge, he still insisted on being discharged.
On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Shen Jiarui and Shen Shuyuan came to pick him up in person.
Jiang Jingyu is still abroad, and it's unclear whether she's traveling or seeking refuge; she's nowhere to be found.
The old lady has not forgiven Shen Jinmo since he pretended to be dead. She is still angry and has not come to see him since she was discharged from the hospital.
Shen Shuyuan helped tidy up everything in the ward and personally handed it to Shen Jiarui to put in the car.
Lin Jing went to help with the discharge procedures.
Only she and Shen Jinmo remained in the ward.
"Brother, you haven't fully recovered yet, why are you in such a hurry to be discharged from the hospital?"
Shen Shuyuan handed him a handmade suit she had brought from home. She had ironed it herself when she took it out of the old house.
When Shen Jinmo put it on, there wasn't a single wrinkle, making her look even more aloof and noble.
"I need to attend this year's charity auction." Shen Jinmo straightened his tie in front of the mirror.
“My second brother and I will be there, you don’t actually need to go.” Shen Shuyuan was thinking of his health.
Shen Jinmo did not explicitly state that he was going to film something very important.
Yesterday, the auction house released a preview of the items donated by various philanthropists this year.
As luck would have it, the ghost mask that Lu Zhiwei liked was among the items up for auction.
Therefore, he absolutely had to attend this auction.
"For such an important occasion, I must attend for the sake of the Shen Group." Shen Jinmo straightened his suit and turned to leave.
At dusk, the sky was ablaze with the glow of sunset.
Around 6 a.m., luxury cars were continuously entering the underground parking lot of the Yunzhou Auction Hall.
The auction, jointly organized by the Yunzhou Charity Association and the auction house, will be held on time in an auction hall that can accommodate 10,000 people.
This auction attracted almost half of Yunzhou's elite, all of whom were either wealthy or powerful.
The auction venue has two floors. The first floor has public seating, while the first three rows of VIP seats are reserved for people who have an absolute influence on charity and Yunzhou. Each person has the right to bid, which includes sixty bidding paddles.
The last three rows are for the audience, set up for those who are not participating in the bidding.
The second floor consists of private rooms where people prefer not to be seen in public.
There are ten private rooms available, each with a bidding paddle; these ten seats are extremely rare and highly sought after.
Not just anyone can go up and sit down.
However, according to the rules of the auction, a private box is reserved for top conglomerates such as the Shen family, the Lu family, and the Zhou family every year.
If they are willing to sit in the VIP section on the first floor, the private room can be made available to others.
In previous years, when Lu Yunsheng represented the Lu Group at auctions, he loved to show off and disliked doing good deeds anonymously. So he always sat in the VIP section downstairs. He liked the feeling of being fawned over by everyone when bidding.
Shen Jinmo was different; he was more low-key and reserved, and always sat in a specific private room.
Shen Jiarui and Shen Shuyuan followed Shen Jinmo into the private room on the second floor.
Shen Jinmo sat down on the sofa, where tea and fruit were laid out on the table.
"You two should apply for another private room, or go sit in the VIP section downstairs." Shen Jingmo had no intention of staying with the young couple.
“But we used to stay with you, big brother.” Shen Shuyuan didn’t expect Shen Jingmo to send them away.
“This year is different. You two are dating. I refuse to be fed dog food.” Shen Jinmo said bluntly.
Shen Jiarui chuckled and took Shen Shuyuan's hand: "Shuyuan, let's see if there are any private rooms upstairs. Let's not provoke this single dog, Big Brother."
Shen Jiarui pulled Shen Shuyuan away.
Since someone hadn't arrived at the reserved private room, Shen Jiarui and Shen Shuyuan went to the next private room.
The private room was spacious, comfortable, and relaxing, with no one to disturb you.
This was exactly what Shen Jiarui wanted.
The window of the private box faces the auction stage downstairs, so the auctioneer can see the paddle holders at a glance.
Various price tags are displayed in front of the window, each representing a bid.
The private rooms are numbered.
People in the private room do not need to call out the price themselves; they can simply raise a price sign to indicate the amount.
Sitting on the sofa, Shen Jiarui put his arm around Shen Shuyuan's waist and rested his chin on her shoulder: "Is there anything you like to bid on? I'll bid for it for you."
Shen Shuyuan pried his hand away: "No, I'm a little tired, I'll rest for a bit."
Avoiding Shen Jiarui's affection, Shen Shuyuan sat on the opposite sofa and closed her eyes to rest.
Shen Jiarui knew that Shen Shuyuan was aloof and didn't expect her to be as passionate towards him as other women.
The air conditioning in the private room was set too low, so he took off his suit jacket and covered her legs with it before going outside for a smoke.
The auction officially began at 7 p.m.
In another private room, Lu Zhiwei and Jiang Zhanan had already arrived.
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