On the podium sat an auction hammer, a glass of water, and a small stack of documents. There was nothing else!
Inside the venue, the seats prepared for the guests were not arranged in rows. Instead, chairs were placed around round tables.
The round tables were not large. Each one had four to six chairs, and their surfaces were covered with dark blue tablecloths that echoed the color of the carpet.
Various beautiful flowers—white lilies, pale pink roses, and purple balloon flowers—were arranged in transparent glass vases, giving off a faint fragrance;
Various drinks—champagne, red wine, fruit juice, mineral water, and Moomoo Milk—were neatly arranged on the tables;
At the same time, there were also several specialty Berries on the tables—Pecha Berries, Pecha Berries, Oran Berries... These subspecies of Berries were placed on delicate little dishes;
Each seat also had a bidding paddle, with black numbers printed on its white face and a heavy, solid-wood base.
By now, quite a few people had already taken their seats in the venue.
The guests sat around the round tables in small groups. Some spoke quietly, some flipped through the auction catalogs in their hands, while others held wineglasses and waited in silence.
The guests were dressed more casually than they had been the previous night—most of the men wore dark suits without ties, while the women wore simple dresses or suits and far less jewelry.
That was only natural. Tonight was not a dinner party, after all, but a charity auction, so the atmosphere was naturally more relaxed.
Under the guidance of a staff member, Xinhai entered the venue and walked to a round table near the edge.
"Mr. Bai Mu, this is your seat." The staff member pulled out a chair. After Xinhai sat down, the staff member placed an auction