Unworthy Rich Girl

The Smiling Angel Charity Auction is held twice a year. This auction has a relatively high lineup. Basically, only the upper class in City A can receive invitations.

Over time, being able to participate in this auction has also become a status symbol of the upper class. Of course, the fundamental thing in the auction is to do good deeds. Not many people from the society participate in the auction each time, but a lot of money is raised.

After Du Youwei's research, she commented to Ms. Jiang Manlin: "Isn't this just the rich man's wool?"

Jiang Manlin: "..."

"Where did you get so many words to do good deeds? Are the items ready for auction?"

"Ready, I have already sent the information to the person in charge, and the things have been installed!"

"Okay, I will prepare the clothes for you, and the driver and bodyguard will come with you later. Take the card your dad gave you, and just watch the samples come back."

"I see." Du Youwei invited Ms. Jiang Manlin out of her room and lay back on the sofa. Well, ask Wei Rui if he wants to go with him.

She picked up her mobile phone and sent a message to Wei Rui in a "da da da da": "Rui ah, smiling angel auction tonight, do you want to go?"

Wei Rui: No, my dad sent an assistant. I just got double eyelids and don't want to go out now.

You Weiwei: What? Not seen in two days, you even cut your eyelids!

Wei Rui: I have made an appointment long ago, but do you know what is offensive? When I went to see the doctor, the doctor asked me, do you want to pad your nose? :)

You Weiwei: Hahahahahahahahaha

Wei Rui: What do you mean by him? :)

You Weiwei: I said he didn't want to do it anymore [Bang]

Wei Rui: Fortunately, his craftsmanship is not bad, and the effect of his eyes is quite good, but he is still a little swollen. I'll make an appointment with you when my swelling subsides

You Weiwei: Okay, I'm going to prepare for the evening auction, see you later!

She put down the phone, got up and went to the cloakroom to try the dress her mother had prepared for her. The skirt was picked by Jiang Manlin. The red V-neck blouse was connected with a long black gauze skirt, with a small white waistcoat on the outside.

After changing, Du Youwei took a picture in the mirror and turned on the small walkie-talkie to contact the housekeeper: "Housekeeper Wu, let the stylist come up and do my hair."

A quick reply came from the intercom: "Okay, miss."

There were two stylists styling Du Youwei, and they all came up quickly. One made Du Youwei's hair and the other made Du Youwei's makeup. After that, she helped her pick out the matching shoes and bags.

Jin Yingjun squatted aside, watching them busy, and occasionally yelled twice to express their opinions.

Du Youwei's outfit was done, and she went out with her bodyguards. At the door, she asked Jiang Manlin: "Mom, I haven't eaten dinner yet, is there anything to eat over there?"

"...Look at your promise. Don't worry, snacks and fruits will be prepared on the spot. You won't be hungry." Jiang Manlin said, and stuffed Du Youwei into the car.

The car drove all the way to the auction site. When Du Youwei arrived, there were already many famous cars parked in the parking lot. Immediately after getting off the bus, a staff member came to receive her and asked her to show her invitation letter. Du Youwei took out the invitation Han from the bag and handed it to him with a smile.

The staff turned a glance, and smiled at her: "Welcome, Miss Du, please come with me."

Du Youwei followed him and walked into the venue. To be honest, she is still a little nervous. Although she has participated in a lot of high society gatherings, it is the first time that the auction has come. If someone bids with her when she is holding the sign for a while, should she soar the price with him? If she didn't photograph anything, would she be beaten by her mother?

…Forget it, I don’t want to.

The staff led her to seat 19, and the sign in her hand also read 19. After taking her seat, Du Youwei looked around curiously. There are two floors, all seats are concentrated on the first floor, and the auction is also on the first floor. But it was very strange. There seemed to be a private room on the second floor. The curtains were drawn and it was impossible to see what was inside. On the balcony, there was a staff member standing at an auction, holding a sign in his hand, but nothing was written on the sign.

Huh, what is this? Such a mystery makes people care about it.

"Little girl, is this the first time?" Seeing Du Youwei looking at the private room on the second floor, a middle-aged man sitting next to Du Youwei spoke to her.

Du Youwei turned her head and glanced at him. The uncle looked familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was. She nodded at him, smiled and asked him: "Do you come often?"

"It doesn't count, come at least once a year."

"Oh, do you know what the private room on the second floor does?"

The middle-aged man made a "hush" gesture to her: "Little girl, don't inquire."

Du Youwei: "..."

Then why talk to her? Now she cares more.

Fortunately, the auction officially started at seven o'clock, and Du Youwei didn't have the time to care about other things. The order of the auction items on stage is arranged according to the number of the signs in everyone's hands. Du Youwei looked at the ten auction collections and felt...The taste of the rich in City A is really vulgar.

But the vulgar is vulgar, and I always come here to do good deeds, so no matter how vulgar lots are, people will buy them. Because everyone brings the lots themselves, when it's their turn, the host will ask the owner of the lot to give a brief introduction on stage. Du Youwei was the nineteenth, and when friend eighteen was explaining on stage, she had already cleared her throat.

Fortunately, her voice has been cured today, otherwise she would not speak on the stage even if she died with the male duck voice.

"Next is the nineteenth lot, provided by the daughter of the Du family, Miss Du Youwei-Mo Zhen's limited signature edition luxury collection album!"

Du Youwei obviously heard a small gasp from a few people at the scene. It seems that there are still people who know the goods like her.

She stepped onto the stage, took the microphone handed over by the host, and started her speech with a smile to the audience: "Hello everyone, today I am bringing you the deluxe edition album of Mo Tianwang, or the autographed edition. ! As an artist, Mo Tianwang has made outstanding contributions to the world of music and film. I must know everyone. It took a lot of thought before I received this album. If it weren't for good deeds, I would not show it. Today, I reluctantly gave up my love! The starting price is one million, thank you everyone!"

As soon as she had quoted the price, the lady on the 11th raised a sign: "One and a half million."

There was a low noise from the scene, just like Du Youwei could not appreciate other people's collections, and some people could not appreciate her. But it doesn't matter, the lady holding the placard must be a fan of Mo Tianwang, and being photographed by her fellow fans is a good home.

Then several other people raised their placards, and the price went up by 100,000.

When it reached two million, the staff outside the private room on the second floor suddenly raised a sign: "Ten million."

The hearts of the rich people at the scene: "What???"

Unexpectedly, the one upstairs is also a fan of Mo Tianwang. It seems that they will listen to Mo Tianwang's songs more in the future.

Du Youwei noticed that the person in charge of raising the placard upstairs was wearing a headset. Every time before raising the placard, she would subconsciously touch the headset. It should be the person inside who gave her orders through the headset. The deity in the private room hasn't shown his face until now, but he has already photographed several collections, adding up to over 10 million.

And Du Youwei also found that once the person upstairs raised the placard, there would be no more fare increase below.

Who is sitting upstairs? The background is so big?

It was the same this time. The person in the private room opened a price of 10 million yuan, and no one asked for it. The host made a final decision and announced with joy: "Thanks to the VIPs in the private room for the donation of ten million! Thank you also to the lot provider, Ms. Du Youwei!"

"Hehehehe no thanks, no thanks." Du Youwei walked off the stage with a slightly stiff smile. As soon as she walked back to her seat and sat down, a beautiful staff member in uniform walked towards her, bent over and whispered in her ear: "Miss Du, the guest in the private room, please."

"Huh???" Du Youwei was full of question marks, "Who is the guest in the private room? Do I know it?"

The staff smiled at her: "You will know when you go."

Du Youwei considered it for a while and asked her: "Can I bring the bodyguard?"

She didn't know who was in the private room. How unsafe for a beautiful girl like her to go up alone.

The staff turned their backs and held the headset to say something, then turned around and said to Du Youwei: "Yes, but the bodyguards can only wait outside."

"Okay." Du Youwei made a call, called all the bodyguards, and went to the second floor with her.

After arriving on the second floor, she was not taken to the private room immediately, but was invited to the lounge: "Miss Du, please wait here for a while."

Du Youwei nodded and sat down when seeing the sofa and food and drink in the lounge.

She waited in the lounge for just a few minutes, and the guests in the private room had already investigated all of her family.

"Du Youwei is the daughter of Du Zhengting and Jiang Manlin, and she also has an older brother, Du Yicheng. Du Zhengting started from scratch and founded Du's enterprise, and managed it on a large scale. Du Yicheng graduated from a prestigious school and now helps Du Zhengting manage the company together. Jiang Manlin was born in Shuxiangmen First, I have also received a good education. I didn’t work again after marriage, but I took care of the Du’s house in an orderly manner and often participated in charity activities. Du Youwei..."

When Gao Ye talked about Du Youwei, he paused, as if he didn't know how to describe her: "Du Youwei is studying at a private university in City A. She is currently in her junior year and has poor grades. She is still spoiled and self-willed. A few days ago, I heard that she was in The classmates were beaten in the school."

Zhang Shaoyan pursed his thin lips and said nothing, and Gao Ye's heart also followed the drum. The boss has been looking for this singer for so long, and finally found today, but it is Du Youwei, the most unpromising daughter of the Du family. To be honest, even his mood is a bit complicated, let alone the boss.

"Who did she hit at school?" Zhang Shaoyan's slightly low voice sounded in the private room.

Gao Ye said: "Pan Jing, Zhang Shengze's current girlfriend. Zhang Shengze and Du Youwei had decided to be a baby. Du Youwei might have friction with Pan Jing for this reason, but after she slapped Pan Jing that day, Zhang Shengze also hit her. hand."

The expression on Zhang Shaoyan's face finally changed: "Zhang Shengze hit her?"

"Yes, in front of many students in the school, Du Youwei hasn't been to school in the past few days."

After another silence, Zhang Shaoyan finally said, "Bring her in."