hotel.
Banquet Hall.
Most charity meetings are similar, without much new tricks. This time it is an event with some political significance, so the procedure is a bit more traditional. It is nothing more than talking about the losses caused by the earthquake and the people's difficulties, and then donating money or auctioning some things to raise funds. In the hall, reporters from various Television Station newspapers could be seen standing in several corners, taking photos frequently.
After some introductory remarks, the fundraising officially began. soudu. org
This time, it turned out to be the auction mode. The Power of Time and Wealth 956
Just listen to the beautiful host say, "Here is our first auction item. This is the original manuscript of the second novel of the writer Teacher Zhang."
Teacher Zhang was sitting at the bottom, and Dong Xuebin glanced at him. He hadn't read his novel Dong Xuebin, but he had heard of his name. It wasn't particularly famous, but it was pretty good. He should also be from Fenzhou City, and he was probably invited to contribute this time.
"I'll pay you one thousand." A businessman bid.
"Five thousand." Another businessman called out.
"Ten thousand." Another person joined the competition.
"I'll give you 20,000." This time, it was Municipal Party Secretary Wan Fanglei who spoke.
This manuscript is obviously not worth 20,000, after all, the book is very ordinary, but most of these auctions are for donations, and it doesn't matter what it is. Even if Wan Fanglei throws a cigarette box on it, it will probably fetch tens of thousands. After Secretary Wan made the bid, several businessmen looked at each other with smiles and did not raise their bids. The bidding was just what it meant. If you can get it, take it. But now that Secretary Wan has made the move, no one will dare to compete with him.
The deal was completed for 20,000 yuan, and Wan Fanglei got the novel manuscript as he wished. It was a good start. Reporters captured this scene one after another.
Then, the second auction item appeared, which was a painting painted for this charity meeting by a well-known painter sitting below.
"Ten thousand!"
"I'll pay thirty thousand."
"Fifty thousand."
"One hundred thousand."
"One hundred and fifty thousand."
In the end, this painting with a market value of only 10,000 yuan was sold for 200,000 yuan. This time, no leading cadres bid, so it was fought over by several businessmen, and the price went up a lot. In fact, speaking of it, Wan Fanglei and their National Cadre salaries are there, so it is impossible to donate too much money. They are mainly taking the lead. Most of today's donations still rely on these businessmen, and of course they will not let their donations go in vain. Since they have supported the disaster of Fenzhou City After the reconstruction, the municipal party committee and the government will definitely provide them with some conveniences without violating the principles. It is not a behind-the-scenes operation. This can be discussed openly, so many businessmen want to perform at this auction. If it works well, it will definitely be of great help to their business in Fenzhou City.
The third item...
The tenth item...
The twentieth item...
In the blink of an eye, many lots have been sold. The Power of Time and Wealth 956
Yang Zhaode spent 20,000 yuan to photograph a handmade product.
Mayor Zhong Zhengwei also spent 18,000 to take a picture of a little doll made by Disaster Area's children.
There are also some small utensils. Many cadres of Fenzhou City took action. Even Luo Haiting spent three thousand to take a picture of a small gadget.
Seeing that Xie Huilan was not moving, Dong Xuebin couldn't help asking, "What are you waiting for? Let's also take a symbolic photo?"
Xie Huilan smiled and said, ", I was waiting for a piece of calligraphy, hey, it's here!"
The beautiful host said, "The next auction item is the calligraphy of our Fenzhou City Mayor Zhong. Mayor Zhong is an expert in calligraphy. The fonts are strong and powerful, but also have the beauty of flowing water. It is simply..."
Zhong Zhengwei interrupted with a smile and a wave of his hands, "It's not that good, stop praising it and start filming."
Only then did Dong Xuebin understand that Hui Lan was waiting for Mayor Zhong. Although they couldn't tell how good it was, if they could buy it, they could get closer to Zhong Zhengwei. Alas, it's still Hui Lan thinks too much. Look, everything is done with purpose and strategy whenever and wherever. Dong Xuebin just had a grudge against Wan Fanglei. Obviously, it is the best choice for the couple to lean towards Mayor Zhong at this moment.
Xie Huilan is eyeing it, and everyone else is no exception.
Before filming even started, the scene could smell the gunpowder among several businessmen.
"I'll pay fifty thousand!"
"Eighty thousand!"
"I have one hundred thousand."
"One hundred and fifty thousand!"
The words "Mayor" obviously have different meanings. Just now, a painting by the famous calligrapher and painter only sold for 200,000 yuan. In just one minute, the price of the words "Mayor Zhong" has soared to 350,000 yuan. This is the mayor's face. In fact, if you don't know who wrote it, it would be good to sell it for 500 yuan.
Dong Xuebin said, "Now it's three hundred and fifty thousand, didn't you say it's best not to bid higher than Municipal Party Secretary's?"
"Haha, that depends on the situation." Xie Huilan stretched his hand upward slightly, "Thirty Six of Wan!"
As soon as Xie Huilan made the move, many people looked at her. Seeing that the deputy mayor actually gave such a high price, many businessmen were a little surprised. Thirty Six of Wan? If National Cadre, how many years of salary would this be? So seeing this, many businessmen still have a good eye. How can they compete with their peers? Mayor Xie? Then forget it, since people have made a bid, this face must be given, otherwise they will offend others.
Mayor Zhong looked at Xie Huilan with a smile.
Thirty Six of Wan An ordinary piece of calligraphy is already a sky-high price.
But many businessmen have given up competition, but there is one exception, and that is Song Fei.
Song Fei didn't even think about it and said directly, "Four hundred thousand!" The Power of Time and Wealth 956
Xie Huilan Look at him, "Four hundred and thirty thousand!"
"Five hundred thousand!" Song Fei offered another sky-high price, looking like he was bound to win.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Everyone frowned and looked at Song Fei, thinking to themselves, are you too full to do anything? They've already made an offer for Mayor Xie, but you're still going to grab it? Isn't this too disrespectful? This is originally a charity event, does it need to be so serious?
But Song Fei has his own ideas. He is a businessman who makes building materials. He does a lot of business with Southern Region. This time he comes to Northern Region to develop the market. He is in urgent need of an entry point and Opportunity, although he stopped several projects in earthquake reconstruction, Song Fei felt that it was not enough. He is the kind of person who likes gambling. I heard that Secretary Wan seems to be the same as Xie Huilan Dong Xuebin The couple had conflicts, Song Fei had some ideas, and since the word belonged to the mayor, he was even more determined to win. If he could come out on top, he would not only please the mayor, but he would also dump Xie Huilan The face-saving thing is probably also able to win the favor of the municipal party committee Secretary Wan. It is simply killing two birds with one stone. As for the positions of Yang Zhaode, the mayor of the temporary city and Xie Huilan, the deputy mayor? Song Fei didn't take it seriously at all. With the relationship between Municipal Party Secretary and the mayor, I still care about you, a deputy mayor? What's more, I am mainly developing with Fenzhou City, so why do I care about you, the interim mayor? Song Fei feels that none of this has anything to do with him. All he has to do is win over the local Top Leader and the second-in-command.
So Song Fei made a firm bid without giving Xie Huilan any face.
The focus of the audience immediately focused on the two of them.
Xie Huilan narrowed his eyes and said, "Fifty Two of Wan!"
Song Fei said rudely, "Five hundred and fifty thousand!"
When I took the photo here, the smell of gunpowder was too strong, and everyone became quiet.
The beautiful host also felt the tense atmosphere and said, "Boss Song's 550,000... is there anyone who bids?" She was like an auctioneer.
Dong Xuebin's face darkened, "Who is this person?"
Xie Huilan said, "It seems to be a businessman engaged in building materials, five hundred and fifty thousand? He really dares to bid."
This is not one of the top charity associations in the country. The people here are ordinary businessmen who are doing business in the city. It is considered good to pay hundreds of thousands, so the price of 550,000 is a bit high, and it is a slap in the face of Hui Lan.
Dong Xuebin whispered, "Is this person too ignorant of praise?"
Xie Huilan smiled and said, "If he likes it, let him."
"Let him? Nonsense!" Dong Xuebin said angrily, "This is to save face! No one can let him fucking do it!"
Xie Huilan was happy, "You're a fool again, aren't you? Okay, forget it if you can't buy it."
"Never mind!" If it were Dong Xuebin himself, that would be fine, but Song Fei is not giving face to his wife, so how can Dong Xuebin endure it?
You dare to rob my wife?
Go to hell!
Just when the beautiful host was about to announce the ownership of the calligraphy, just when Song Fei showed a smile, Dong Xuebin said loudly, "One million!"
The whole place was in an uproar!
One million? Crazy??
Xie Huilan shook his head helplessly, but didn't say anything.
Song Fei frowned and looked at Dong Xuebin and his wife, and said firmly, "One hundred and zero Two of Wan!"
But before everyone could be surprised, Dong Xuebin shouted directly, "Two million!"
Song Fei also became popular, "... two million and one million!"
Dong Xuebin didn't even hesitate, "Three million!"
Song Fei is an increase of 10,000 and 20,000, and Dong Xuebin is an increase of one million and one million.
Song Fei was choked immediately, the words were stuck in his throat, and he still didn't bid again for a long time, three million? paralysis! *** Crazy? Song Fei almost scolded me, aren't you National Cadre? Three million? How come you are richer than me? What the hell are you National Cadre? Of course he didn't make any more bids. How much money could he make from one transaction? Three million? This has exceeded his bottom line!
In the end, this painting was sold for three million!
Dong Xuebin smiled and groaned and went up to get the words with Xie Huilan.
Everyone, you look at me and I look at you, and they all inhale frequently.
Only the leading cadres of Fenzhou City were not surprised at all. Instead, they looked at Song Fei with a strange look, and they were all a little speechless.
Are you really good enough to challenge the God of Plague without asking any questions?
Dong Xuebin's property announcement is only 100 million, which is still in cash. No matter how rich you are, if you have assets of several hundred million, they are still bank loans and fixed assets. But Dong Xuebin can easily take out 100 million in cash, not to mention 3 million, even 30 million people can afford it! How do you compare with others?
So sick!
You have nothing to do. Why are you challenging him?