Mr. Polo just made a phone call, and soon the auctioneer on the screen began to introduce himself.
"Sorry everyone, I just received a call from the boss. This lot needs to be put back on the auction block."
After she finished speaking, she immediately introduced to the bidders some of the clues Bai Mu had discovered.
Suddenly the whole auction hall was in an uproar, with bids coming one after another.
Bai Mu was sitting in the car, feeling somewhat puzzled.
"Mr. Polo, why don't you just take it down yourself?"
Polo just smiled at him faintly, patted Baimu's shoulder gently, and looked at the scenery around him.
"You're still too young."
"I'm an entrepreneur, not a collector. Perhaps your teacher, the great master, would buy it without hesitation. But I would never do that. For me, scratching off a painting is a gamble. If the gamble is right, everyone is happy, but if the gamble is wrong, it would be a huge loss."
The richer you are, the less likely you are to become a gambler.
"And if I sell this possibility, I will definitely make money, do you understand?"
Bai Mu's throat rolled, and he began to understand a little.
The possibility of selling and gaining stable profits is far more realistic than betting on the upper limit.
He looked at the high-rise buildings around him that were rapidly receding, and he admired Mr. Polo, the heir to the family business, even more.
Mr. Polo's thinking is completely different from mine.
If Mr. Polo had always been a gambler, old Mr. Polo might not have handed over such a huge Polo Auction House to him.
After figuring this out, Bai Mu no longer had anything to worry about.
He has always been a genius in learning and would understand the hidden meanings and teachings of Mr. Polo.
The sound waves gradually drowned out the surrounding noise. When Baimu came to his senses, he had already appeared in front of a huge building.
No, it cannot be said to be a building.
Rather, it is a group of buildings that wrap around a circular glass building in the center.
Except for the most central building, every building is very short, with only two or three floors.
"How about this? This entire area belongs to my Polo family."
"We not only run an auction house here, but we also have other businesses, such as food, medicine, and accommodation. You can say that as long as you come to this place, every penny you spend will go into my pocket."
The car slowly stopped, and Mr. Polo pulled Baimu out of the car, taking out a box of cigars from the inside pocket of his suit as he spoke.
"My wife won't let me smoke this at home."
After saying that, he cut the two ends of the cigar and then roasted it with a sharp flame. Slowly, a faint milky aroma emanated from the cigar.
Baimu was also impressed by the huge building complex in front of him, no, this could be considered a business empire.
He was completely shocked by this huge business empire.
"These, all belong to the Polo family?"
"Yes, that's right, most of them are. We also accept some outsiders to move in. Of course, the rent they pay for the shops will also go into my pocket. Trillions of dollars a minute is no joke."
The expression on Polo's face grew more smug.
He took another puff and said, "But Mr. Da is much more capable than me. It's only because of your status and your direction of study that he's able to do that. Otherwise, you would have already gone to work for Mr. Da, and your salary would be much higher than mine."
"Come with me."
Polo casually pushed two bicycles from the roadside.
Baimu nodded, Polo rode in front, and Baimu followed behind.
"You mean, Mr. Big is more powerful than you?"
Bai Mu asked in confusion.
He had thought that Mr. Big only had that school and a nearby street.
Polo nodded. "Didn't he tell you? He's an honorary member of The BIG. Our family has tried for several lifetimes but couldn't get in, but he worked hard for decades and succeeded. Isn't that enough to prove it?"
Bai Mu was confused when he heard this.
"What is The BIG?"
He didn't know what a big shot was, so he didn't know what BIG meant.
Polo just laughed it off. "You'll understand when you become big and powerful. It's no use knowing it now. Hurry up. You're already late today. Go get acquainted with your colleagues. By the way, can you drive?"
Polo asked suddenly.
Bai Mu shook his head and said, "I haven't learned it yet. I learned a little bit before."
"Then I'll assign you a driver. You can choose your work hours each week. This job is quite flexible. You just need to work fifteen hours a week. There are no other restrictions."
Polo talked to Baimu about some work matters.
As he spoke, he rode his bike to the bottom of the circular glass building.
Mr. Polo handed Bai Mu an ID card and said, "From now on, use your ID card to clock in when you come to work, and also when you leave work. Okay, I have something else to do. Zhou Zhou, come here for a moment."
He led Bai Mu into the building and waved to the girl who was printing documents.
The girl turned around and blinked,
She is not particularly beautiful, but she is a very cute type. When she wears a professional suit, she always looks like a child doing adult work.
He has a head of fluffy short black hair with a few stiff hairs on top that twitch as he moves.
He looks very young, probably in his twenties.
She heard Mr. Polo's voice and hurried over. "Boss, what's going on?"
She looked at Baimu beside Polo, and then looked at Polo.
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