Luxury brands like to manufacture clothes that look cheap but are actually incredibly expensive.
Thinking about it this way, the waiter felt that Zhang Fan exuded an air of nobility.
The Haosheng Auction House is a very large building with ten floors in total. The bottom six floors are the auction halls, and the top four floors are the offices.
Each floor has a different type of display. Medicinal herbs are on the fifth floor. Zhang Fan followed Yuan Dao into the elevator and went up to the fifth floor.
Upon entering the VIP lounge on the fifth floor, two waiters in suits stood at the door, checking everyone's entry credentials.
This medicinal herb auction is quite high-end; only those with an invitation are eligible to attend.
Yuan Dao took out a red and gold-plated invitation and handed it over. After the waiter checked it and found no problems, he let the three of them in.
As soon as you enter the hall, you are greeted by the melodious sound of a guzheng. The hall is decorated in an antique style and has fifty mahogany tables and chairs, each seating four people.
Yuan Dao was led to a seat at the back by a waiter. A tall female waitress in a cheongsam walked over with graceful steps to make tea for them.
Yuan Dao took a sip, closed his eyes contentedly, smacked his lips, and slowly said, "Pre-rain Longjing tea, indeed, tastes sweet."
Yuan Xin said irritably, "Dad, how long will the auction last? I need to go back and finish my script."
Yuan Dao: "It will only take two hours at most, and it will be over soon. After it's over, Dad will take you to the antique market to look for old books."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Xin's eyes lit up, her irritation disappeared, and she became quiet and still.
Each table had a brochure for the medicinal herbs to be auctioned that day, listing the names and quantities of the herbs, along with photos of the actual herbs.
Yuan Dao flipped through the catalog and pointed out several medicinal herbs that Zhang Fan wanted to photograph, urging Zhang Fan to pay special attention to them.
Just as the two were talking, a man sitting at the table in front of them had a woman with heavy makeup leaning almost half of her body against him.
The man looked to be in his early twenties, with two diamond studs on one ear and dyed blond hair; he was clearly a rich kid who didn't know anything.
He turned his head unintentionally and saw Yuan Xin. His eyes lit up instantly: "Yuan Xin, what are you doing here?"
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