"Thanks."
Once the business was concluded, the yacht docked.
After getting ashore, no one came out to see him off, and Xing Baohua looked unwell.
Back in his seat, he found the auction still going on, but the items Xing Baohua was to provide had been placed at the back.
This was also a deliberate arrangement by the organizers, in case he returned late, perhaps there would be no need to film.
The previous plan has been handed over to the host, and he will only announce it when Xing Baohua returns.
A wealthy man bid on one of his own bottles. The starting price was very low, a few thousand dollars, but it eventually went up to 200,000 Hong Kong dollars.
In this kind of situation, even a brick can fetch an astronomical price. Anyway, the person paying for it is happy, so why should anyone care?
When Xie Yingying first saw Xing Baohua's unpleasant expression, she didn't know how to comfort him, even though he was secretly laughing his head off.
It was so uncomfortable! I had to hold back my laughter, and my face looked terrible from trying so hard.
If no one was around, he wanted to have a good laugh.
Don't be fooled by those foreigners threatening him; aren't they practically handing him money? He even has to act all angry and aggrieved. The Oscars would be blind not to give him an award.
Then, the host came on stage, holding nothing but a piece of paper.
"The next item to be auctioned is a bit special; it's a contract," the auctioneer teased, creating a little suspense.
There was some whispering in the market, and it's quite rare to see a contract being auctioned off. If it's a land contract, that's a huge deal.
The host then smiled and asked everyone to be quiet for a moment. He said, "This contract was provided by Mr. Xing Baohua, Asia's richest man."
"Whoosh..."
Whispers began to circulate among the audience, and those who recognized Xing Baohua all looked in his direction.
"The contract is for 10,000 learning machines and 50 desktop computers. The proceeds from the auction will go into the Food Fund, and these electronic devices will be donated to secondary schools in impoverished counties in mainland China for educational use. This is a win-win plan. The starting bid is HK$8 million."
swish swish swish
The number of people raising their paddles increased, and the bid soared from HK$8 million to HK$12 million.
Such a high number, and there are still quite a few people holding up signs. Are these people crazy or what, donating money like it's nothing? Are they genuinely sorry that the black guys aren't eating? I heard that North Koreans aren't eating either! Haven't they ever seen him donate?
At this moment, Xing Baohua was pinching her stomach; it hurt, and she couldn't laugh anymore because she was laughing so hard she was out of breath.
She had a stern face just a moment ago, but now she looks like she's about to cry.
Xie Yingying noticed early and asked, "Are you upset? If you're not feeling well, let's go first. There's no need to bring it along."
"It's alright, I still need to thank the donors later."
"With your face like that, you're thanking them? You're scaring them. I'll go thank them for you! Go rest in the car for a while. While you're at it, think about how to deal with the Eagle People."
"I'm really fine, I just can't laugh. Besides, why should I deal with the Eagle People? I should welcome them with open arms! I'm not going to say anymore, or I'll start laughing again." Xing Baohua waved his hand at Xie Yingying with a small gesture.
His posture and expression were incredibly awkward.
"Are you alright?" Xie Yingying asked worriedly.
I've heard of anger affecting the heart, but never the brain. After the show, should we take him to the hospital to see a neurologist or a psychiatrist?
Xie Yingying was thinking and occasionally observing Xing Baohua's expression. Backstage, Elaine looked ahead and was also speechless. She turned to look at her agent and Chen Bo.
Chen Bo introduced her to him, and he was extremely grateful. With so many powerful figures around, if he could get close to one of them, he might have a chance to marry into a wealthy family.
"It's almost over. Should we say hello to President Xing and stay by his side?" Elaine blurted out without thinking.
Her agent frowned as well. It was appropriate to go over and say hello, but what kind of behavior was this, following the boss around like that? She wasn't his female companion, was she?
Chen Bo and the others arrived early, and Xing Baohua noticed him as soon as he came in. After that, Xing Baohua disappeared for a while, and when they saw him again, his expression was not very good.
At this moment, his face was not only pale, but also looked like he had nowhere to vent his anger.
Going there now would be inviting bad luck, wouldn't it?
So he advised, "I suggest you don't go over there; the boss is in a bad mood tonight."
As she spoke, she pointed towards Xing Baohua's side. Elaine looked over as well and said, "Why do I feel like the boss is holding it in because he needs to poop?"
He was clutching his lower abdomen with one hand, his face showing some pain. Isn't that the expression of someone who has to go to the bathroom?
After glancing at him, Chen Bo shook his head slightly, gave Elaine's agent a wink, and said, "Gentlemen, I won't stay any longer. I'll take my leave now and treat you to tea later."
Elaine continued to persuade her agent to go over and greet Xing Baohua. What a rare opportunity! She had never met the big boss since she came to the company, and the big boss might not even know that she existed in the company.
Despite the fact that the entertainment company belongs to Xing Baohua, it's been ages since he last visited it.
At the auction, Xing Baohua's 10,000 learning machines and 50 computers were sold for 15 million yuan.
A short while later, the ushers led the people who had made the donations toward Xing Baohua.
Xing Baohua recognized the visitor; they had met once before. He seemed to be surnamed Guo and born in Singapore. He was quite famous among Southeast Asian tycoons.
Xing Baohua's face! Just a moment ago he was furious, but now he's standing up with a big smile and reaching out his hand.
The laughter was a bit strange.
There's no way around it; this is the kind of occasion where Xing Baohua can openly laugh, but she can't even let the laughter out of her skin.
It was really tough.
The man who came was named Guo Lingcan. He was in his forties and dressed very formally in a suit.
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