Rich lady, please go away, I am rich

Whenever the night is quiet, Zhen Qiang will call out the system to display the balance, and there is only one reason. He wants to see that familiar name again, because she is always ranked first.

【Ding! 】

Ye Zimei's exclusive account balance: 39 yuan.

Chu Tian's exclusive account balance: 3243 billion yuan.

Mitchell's exclusive account balance:
Catherine account account balance:
Angelia Account Account Balance: .
Matilda Account Account Balance: .
Zhenqiang general balance: 3598 billion yuan.

"Mr. Zhen, what a coincidence, I saw you again."

"Oh? It's you."

It's rare to meet an acquaintance in a foreign country. Although Zhen Qiang doesn't like him, it's better than dealing with those hypocritical politicians and wealthy businessmen.

"You guys talk, I'll go over and say hello." Chu Tian didn't want others to see him standing with Yan Qianwei, which would damage his reputation.

"It seems that Mr. Chu Tian still hates me so much." Yan Qianwei smiled forcedly.

"He's just like that, don't pay attention to him. I heard that you are about to take part in a big drama, I wish you success first." Zhen Qiang raised his glass and clinked with the other party.

"It's just a supporting actress, nothing to show off." What Yan Qianwei said was obviously inconsistent with the expression on her face.

In three years, with Chu Tian's strong support and this woman's own "efforts", she has indeed gained a foothold in Hollywood.

But being in a foreign country will inevitably evoke homesickness, which is why she is very happy when she sees Zhen Qiang.

But in the past three years, the two have only met three or five times. Zhen Qiang has long been a frequent visitor to the upper class, while Yan Qianwei is just an actress in the eyes of wealthy businessmen.

This point is completely different from the feeling in China. As for the feeling, only Yan Qianwei knows it in her heart.

Yan Qianwei also tried to bind herself to Zhen Qiang, but Zhen Qiang never gave her any chance.

When the auction officially started, Yan Qianwei could only walk away reluctantly. After all, with her status, she could only stand in the back row.

However, when she thought that there were many women in the banquet who had the same idea as her, but none of them succeeded, Yan Qianwei's regret quickly dissipated.

Today's organizer, as Chu Tian said, is the widowed Mrs. Mitchell.

The other party was dressed elegantly and decently, and a few precious jewels were adorned everywhere, making her look even richer.

Although every word and deed seemed perfect, the inadvertent gaze cast on Zhen Qiang made Zhen Qiang who was standing in the first row speechless.

But Zhen Qiang could only reply with a smile, which made Mrs. Mitchell smile even better.

"As soon as the auction is over, you help me block her, and I will retreat first." Zhen Qiang whispered to Chu Tian in a low voice.

"Then what good do I have?" Chu Tian was very happy to see Zhen Qiang deflated.

"Okay you big headed ghost!"

"Ha ha."

Soon, the auction officially started, and Mrs. Mitchell gave up the central position to the host, and naturally walked to Zhen Qiang's side, "Johnny, I'm glad you can come."

Johnny is Zhen Qiang's English name, but it came from Mrs. Mitchell's mouth, which made Zhen Qiang faintly shiver.

"Mrs. Mitchell, I am also very glad to meet you. You don't know, I miss you so much without you. Unfortunately, I am really too busy. I work from morning to night every day. Even No more personal time."

When Zhen Qiang said this, he felt like throwing up, and even glanced at Chu Tian intentionally or unintentionally.

"I understand that a man as outstanding as you certainly has a lot of things to do. However, Mr. Chu, should you also consider giving Zhen Qiang a vacation properly? It's too much for you to squeeze your employees like this."

Mitchell looked at Chu Tian resentfully, but Chu Tian looked innocent.

"I'm sorry, it's indeed my fault, but now the group really can't do without Zhen Qiang, please forgive me, madam."

After Chu Tian finished speaking, he gave Zhen Qiang an expression, which meant 'I tried my best'.

The host's full of emotion and impassioned voice finally rescued Zhen Qiang.

Everyone focused their attention on the center of the stage.

"The next first lot is a vase donated by our beautiful, generous and kind-hearted Ms. Mitchell. This vase was made by a famous Italian craftsman. After more than [-] years, it finally crossed the ocean came here."

"The starting price is 5000 U.S. dollars, and the price will increase by no less than [-] yuan each time. Please bid."

For everyone present, this was just a show, performed for the media.

It is a charity auction in name, but secretly, many people are taking this opportunity to plan various cooperation plans, hoping to earn more profits from ordinary people.

The price was quickly raised to [-] US dollars, and the value of the vase itself was only within the range of the reserve price.

Mitchell looked at Zhen Qiang with eager eyes.

Zhen Qiang understood that he was waiting for him to join him.

Zhen Qiang raised his right hand high and shook his index finger.

"Does Mr. Johnny mean to bid one hundred thousand?" The host asked excitedly.

"No! One million." Zhen Qiang responded lightly.

"Oh, my God, Mr. Johnny's offer of 100 million is really too generous. On behalf of the children suffering from leukemia, I would like to express my deep gratitude to you!"

Zhen Qiang's bid and the host's words caused commotion among the crowd, and they all looked sideways.

"Johnny, you are so cute. Is it because of me that you bid so high?" Mitchell was very happy. After all, this first collection was donated by himself, and he was able to fetch such a sky-high price. Feel the light on the face.

"Mrs. Mitchell"

"No, no, I told you several times, please call me Coco, I like it when you call me that."

"Okay," Zhen Qiang nodded helplessly, "I think you are very caring, and I am also very happy to donate money to sick children. Besides, doing a little thing for the beauty of you, I think it's common."

"You bad boy! But I like your words very much." Mitchell's face was flushed, and it was obvious that Zhen Qiang's words were very useful to her.

"Zhen Qiang, although we don't care about this little money, there is no need to take so much money to support this old woman." Chu Tian asked quietly in Chinese.

"I just want to end this boring auction quickly." Zhen Qiang answered Chu Tian quietly.

Of course everyone present was rich, but no one could be as generous as Zhen Qiang, spending 100 million US dollars to buy an ordinary vase to take home.

The money of the rich does not come from the wind.