Chapter 430 VIP Room No. 001! Sky-high antiques [2 updates]


    The black and golden card shines brightly in the sun, with the unique logo of the World Bank on it—


    A towering tree with lush branches and leaves.


    The prototype of this tree is the tree dozens of feet tall in the center of the world. It is located in the center of this continent and is also called the "World Tree".


    Like the Tower of Heaven, they are all titles derived from ancient myths.


    In the Global Center, many landmarks use this similar naming method.


    Although Farouk was obsessed with forging and hardly communicated with others, he was not at the point of being completely unaware of the outside world.


    Of course, he could not not recognize the classic symbol of the World Bank.


    "Miss Ye, your card..." Farouk was stunned for a moment and pulled out a black card from his wallet.


    But except for the size, the two cards have no similarities.


    The World Bank has announced bank cards of all levels, but he has never seen the card in Ye Wanlan''s hands.


    Could it be that it is not a bank card issued by the World Bank?


    But looking around the world, who dares to use the World Bank logo?


    "Miss, we don''t charge bank cards here at the entrance." The waiter said politely, "Bank cards will only be used after the auction."


    There were laughters around, guests turned their heads, and their playful eyes were circling on the girl, with a little contempt and contempt.


    Farouk lowered his voice: "Miss Ye, although the World Bank has opened all over the world, the bank card only has the function of a bank card, and it cannot upgrade our private rooms to VIP private rooms, and VIP private rooms cannot be purchased with money."


    If you want to enter the VIP private room, except those with power, you can only be qualified if you spend 10 billion yuan at one time in the auction.


    "What happened?" The manager walked over and frowned and glanced at the people gathered at the door.


    The waiter told the story: "This lady holds a bank card and wants a VIP private room."


    The manager frowned even tighter. Just as he was about to say something, the ringtone of the phone suddenly rang.


    He immediately turned around and answered the phone: "Hey, hello."


    The opposite side didn''t know what he said, but the manager''s expression immediately changed.


    "I understand! I''ll make arrangements!" After the call, the manager took a deep breath, took two steps forward, and said respectfully to Ye Wanlan, "Miss, please, VIP Room No. 001 has been opened for you, and you and your friends can enter directly."


    Ye Wanlan took back the black gold card and nodded slightly at Farouk: "Let''s go."


    Farouk was confused and followed behind.


    Could it be that bank cards really have such functions?


    "Boss, they..." The waiter was puzzled, "How can you go to Box 001?"


    "Silly, what do you know?" the manager scolded, "Miss Christine''s friend can''t enter the No. 1 box yet?"


    The World Bank is the sponsor of the Global Auction, while Christine Constance, the World Bank president himself is the biggest consumer.


    No matter where the Global Auction is auctioned, Room 001 will be reserved for Christine, even if she will not be present.


    The manager took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his head. Fortunately, the call came in time, otherwise Miss Christine''s friend would have been kicked out and he would not have been able to save his job.


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    With Ye Wanlan by his side, Farouk also realized what the top VIP service is along the way.


    Even he didn''t expect that he could directly enter VIP treasure chest No. 001.


    There are two very eye-catching signs on the door of the box, representing the World Bank and the G2000.


    These two top forces in the global center are also sponsors of this auction.


    This is also the first time that Farouk has participated in an auction in a VIP private room.


    "Miss Ye..." Farouk held back all the way, but finally couldn''t help it, "Miss Estedel said you are all group members in the same group. Who else is there in your group?"


    I think people who can be in the same group as Estel Rubenstein, CTO of the Globe, cannot be an ordinary person.


    Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "I''m so curious, don''t you know there is an old saying in China that ''Curiosity will kill cats''?"


    Farouk immediately shut up.


    His body, nearly two meters long, was huddled in the chair, trying hard to reduce his presence.


    [Ye Wanlan]: I came in, thank you for your friend, and I am in the No. 1 box.


    [Yan Tingfeng]: I am opposite you, Xiao Wan.


    Ye Wanlan lifted the curtain, and directly opposite the No. 1 private room was No. 7 private room.


    Yan Tingfeng put on a mask and stood behind the curtain. When he saw her coming, he blinked at her and smiled a little in his eyes.


    The eyes met, but Ye Wanlan couldn''t help but be stunned, because Yan Tingfeng''s current outfit was very similar to the master of Shenxiao Tower she saw in the retrospective history.


    It’s not how similar the appearance is, but how charming it is.


    This too similar charm makes Yan Tingfeng stand in front of her with a mask on her face, and she will think of the mysterious martial arts supreme Lord Shenxiao Tower for no reason. But... Even if the master of Shenxiao Tower has great martial arts skills, he will not be able to live for so long. Three hundred years have passed, and he has long surpassed the limits of human body.


    Moreover, it is impossible to be so young.


    Ye Wanlan withdrew his gaze, returned to his seat, and fell into deep thought.


    What exactly is there that she ignores...


    Farouk was watching the first half auction tremblingly, and there were many rare items, and they were sold at extremely high prices.


    But it is obvious that the guests in the VIP room did not bid much and were still waiting for the lots to come.


    After the second half, individual guests and ordinary private rooms in the lobby on the first floor were invited out.


    The heavy door closed, and the atmosphere of the auction suddenly became much more solemn.


    And the first item in the second half is the cultural relics of China—


    Phoenix-patterned glazed bricks.


    Ye Wanlan looked up and looked at the phoenix-patterned glass bricks that were displayed.


    "Dear VIPs, please see, this is an antique from China, a phoenix-patterned glazed brick unearthed in 1420." The auctioneer introduced, "This brick is 18 meters long and six meters wide. There are 99 phoenixes on it, which are lifelike and lifelike. It can be said to be a masterpiece."


    There were screams in the field.


    Ye Wanlan listened quietly.


    Of course she knew this phoenix-patterned glass brick, and she even stroked it with her own eyes.


    But the phoenix-patterned glass bricks that appeared in front of her are broken, and the ninety-nine phoenixes seemed to have lost their spirit and were dying.


    "But because it was too big and it was difficult to transport it back then, it was divided into eight pieces when I took it away." The auctioneer regretted, "With today''s technology, it is not enough to completely repair this phoenix-patterned glazed brick, so I can only piece it together temporarily."


    "Click!"


    The handle of the chair was crushed, and the broken wood fell all over the ground.


    Seeing this scene, a few drops of cold sweat appeared on Farouk''s forehead. He hurriedly said, "Miss Ye, calm down, please calm down."


    Ye Wanlan blew the ashes on his hands, his voice was plain and his tone did not fluctuate at all: "I''m very calm."


    Farouk: “…!”


    He once again had a new understanding of the word "calm madman".


    He seemed very calm, but he always felt that a killing was about to begin.


    "These robbers deserve to die!" Xie Linyuan''s eyes filled with murderous intent, "If I were still there, I would never let them move at all!"


    Ye Wanlan closed his eyes and whispered: "Senior Brother, I was just born in this life and could not walk, just like an ordinary baby."


    This is the first time she mentioned her birth, and Xie Linyuan listened quietly.


    "At that time, I only knew that it was not the Ning Dynasty period, but I had no way of knowing what happened to Ning Dynasty." Ye Wanlan continued, "until I can finally pick up the history books and read them by myself."


    Before opening the history books again, she never thought of such a tragic era.


    Every day afterwards, she would read this page repeatedly just to remember it.


    Because I really dare not forget for a moment.


    For a while, whenever she closed her eyes, her eyes were filled with blood and endless crying in her ears.


    She heard a lot of people talking—


    It hurts so much.


    As someone who experienced that war personally, Xie Linyuan knew about this pain. He sighed softly: "Little Junior Sister..."


    The auctioneer''s voice came: "The starting price of phoenix-patterned glass bricks is 2.5 billion yuan, and each increase must not be less than 10 million yuan, start!"


    Soon someone bid: "Twenty-five billion!"


    “Twenty and six billion!”


    "I''ll pay 2.8 billion!"


    …


    In less than a few minutes, the price of phoenix-patterned glass bricks had soared to 4 billion.


    "VIP No. 12 bid for 4 billion billion!" The auctioneer said excitedly, "Four billion, is there any higher price?!"


    After all, the phoenix-patterned glass brick is not a complete piece, and it is impossible to buy a higher price.


    "Four billion times!" The auctioneer dropped the hammer again.


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