Chapter 396: Kiss his ass! (11,000 words, author exhausted for the second time!)

After saying that, Li Bingbing looked at her face carefully, as if trying to see through what she was thinking.

Fan Fan Binbing's expression was natural, not even moving an eyebrow, and she smiled: "Sister, what are you saying?"

Li Bingbing kept staring at her eyes, the corners of her mouth hooking, and she chuckled: "Just kidding, don't be angry. I'm just chatting casually, sisters meeting, if we don't chat about men, what do we chat about? Right? Those things spread on the internet before, I didn't believe a single word. When Li Xue told me, I just said this must be a rumor."

Fan Fan Binbing chuckled in her heart, suddenly shook her head, and sighed: "Sister, this is actually an unprovoked disaster for me. I've figured it out, people are famous and have many troubles, it's really the same everywhere. American paparazzi are even more excessive than Chinese paparazzi, and they dare to make things up. Anyway, speaking over there doesn't require responsibility. I asked my boss, saying should I come out to clarify?"

"As a result, he said, if you really want to issue a clarification statement, then shouldn't it be in English, German, French, Japanese, and Korean? Forget it. Let those people spread it, he'll just say it himself in the country."

Hearing the first half, Li Bingbing could still hold it, but hearing the English, German, French, Japanese, and Korean part, the smile she had been maintaining became a bit unnatural, and she forced a smile: "You are also a blessing in disguise this time."

Fan Fan Binbing hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled: "What kind of blessing in disguise is this? TMZ and *The Hollywood Reporter* on Twitter pass my photos around without paying me copyright fees. At most, I just got a few foreign film contracts."

As soon as Li Bingbing heard the words "film contracts," her body instantly sat up straight, "Film contracts?"

"Yeah, hey, but it's nothing, as a result, he just didn't agree, saying let me not rush."

"Hey, I'm also speechless. You know, he's different from us, his vision is very high, looking down on this and that. If I don't have a play to film for a year or a half, then what should I do?"

After speaking, she looked at Li Bingbing's changing face and smiled beautifully, "Sister, don't you think so?"

Li Bingbing's smile was a bit stiff at this moment.

She knew that the other party said these things on purpose to anger her, but she was still very angry. Her mouth opened and closed, and finally, she squeezed out one word: "Right." After saying that, she didn't want to say a word.

Seeing this, Fan Fan Binbing couldn't help but smile triumphantly in her heart.

Who in the world knew Li Bingbing's soft spot and pain point better than her? Isn't it wanting to be an international star? Isn't it wanting to break into Hollywood?

It's a pity, no one recognizes you yet, hehe, piss you off! See if you still dare to come and inquire about my background.

Her gaze moved away from Li Bingbing's face, pretending to look at Lin Chi-ling beside her, and said with a smile: "Chi-ling, your dress today is really beautiful."

Lin Chi-ling had been noticing the whispers between the two Bingbings, keeping her ears pricked but only hearing some fragments. Seeing Fan Fan Binbing suddenly talk to her, she hurriedly smiled sweetly: "Thanks, Miss Fan, you are the one who is truly too beautiful today. When you came in just now, I was stunned."

"Thanks, you are the one who is truly good-looking."

"No way..."

At this moment, a commotion suddenly came from the back, and the two turned their heads to look, then turned back to continue chatting as if nothing happened.

"By the way, Chi-ling heard that Miss Fan started a business alone in Canada, and built many hotels in two years. Many of Chi-ling's Canadian friends say Miss Fan is doing great. Chi-ling is really so impressed, so much so that I really want to learn from you, Miss Fan, how to start a business."

As the saying goes, everything has its match. The smile on Fan Fan Binbing's face also stiffened a bit, and she gave two dry laughs, saying: "Hehe, I'm actually just messing around, it's all good luck, hehe."

She felt it was better to forget it; dealing with this woman was not as good as playing mind games with Li Bingbing.

Everyone is a fox spirit cultivated for a thousand years, what kind of *Liaozhai* are you chatting about in front of me?

Do you really think I don't know what you are thinking all day long? A slut, and "doing great"? Great your head! You are the one who wants someone's rod!

It's a pity, my man is not the kind of ordinary lecher who can be hooked by a beautiful woman spreading her legs. I look down on your kind!

Li Bingbing didn't want to chat with her, she didn't want to chat with Lin Chi-ling, fortunately, there was one more person on this four-person sofa.

Zhou Xun poked her head out and smiled: "Bingbing, is Chen Nuo doing well lately?"

As soon as this sentence was said, Fan Fan Binbing's peripheral vision immediately noticed that the women on her left and right instantly changed their expressions.

Your mother.

Fan Fan Binbing smiled: "Mhm, doing quite well."

"Is he coming back to the country lately?"

"Seems like he's not coming back, after Cannes, he has to go to the US to film again."

"Filming? Didn't I see the news that he just finished filming?"

"Right, that was the previous play, this time he's going to film *Twilight*."

*Twilight*.

These four words seemed to have some kind of magic.

It could be seen that the few people beside her were all dazed for a moment.

Fan Fan Binbing couldn't help but smile in her heart. Doesn't it have magic?

The magic of money, of course, can make women lose their minds.

"He is too hardworking, isn't he? Doesn't he rest?" Zhou Xun blinked her eyes and said: "When I knew him, how come I didn't find out he was such a workaholic?"

"Haha, people will change." Fan Fan Binbing smiled.

Lin Chi-ling interjected at this time: "Have you known Mr. Chen Nuo for a long time, Miss Zhou?"

"Right, I knew him when he first came out to film."

"Oh, right, Chi-ling remembers." Lin Chi-ling put her hands together and said with a pleasant surprise: "Wasn't it when you filmed *Perhaps Love* together?"

Fan Fan Binbing noticed a fleeting frown on Zhou Xun's face and couldn't help but laugh out loud in her heart.

Zhou Xun nodded to Lin Chi-ling and said: "Right." Then she looked at her and said: "The internet says the Oscars are preparing to find him to host again? Is it true or false?"

Fan Fan Binbing showed a difficult look and said: "I don't know..."

Zhou Xun immediately laughed, "Haha, alright, not making it difficult for you."

Fan Fan Binbing also smiled: "I really don't know."

"Hey, I really think the kid hosts really well, it made me laugh the whole time, my stomach hurt from laughing..."

Zhou Xun was chatting when suddenly a fragrant breeze blew, and she instantly stopped her mouth.

Fan Fan Binbing turned her head and saw International Zhang walking toward them with a bright smile.

Among the soft style of female stars in evening gowns, International Zhang's neutral outfit of a red and black small suit was like a crane in a flock of chickens, revealing a bit of heroism in her neatness, instantly attracting the attention of the whole venue.

Zhang Ziyi smiled brightly and waved at them: "Hi, Bingbing, halo, everyone, long time no see!"

Fan Fan Binbing also smiled and said: "Ziyi, long time no see. You look so handsome today!"

Zhou Xun also nodded and said: "People who take the international route are just different from us."

Lin Chi-ling's eyes were like stars again, saying: "Miss Zhang, hello, your outfit today is so special, Chi-ling likes it so much!"

Zhang Ziyi smiled: "Thanks, thanks. The banquet is about to start soon, I'll go over first, let's chat later." Afterward, she walked toward the sofa next to them, chatted with Barbie Hsu and Na Ying for a few words, and sat down in her seat with an elegant posture.

The sound system at the scene began to ask everyone to take their seats one after another.

After such an episode, Fan Fan Binbing didn't have the mood to talk for a while.

But a soft whisper came to her ear: "This woman, no matter where she goes, wants to find a way to suppress us."

Fan Fan Binbing opened her cherry lips and whispered: "Hasn't she always been like this? I'm used to it."

Li Bingbing said: "I can't get used to it. She's been getting more and more excessive these two years. To tell you the truth, I made peace with Wang Zhongjun this time and cooperated with the Weinsteins to film *Snow Flower and the Secret Fan*, all because of her."

Saying that, she turned her face to look at Fan Fan Binbing and said seriously in a low voice: "I just want to fight for my breath. What kind of thing is she? She acted in *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon* and really ate for a lifetime, acting like she's so great all day long."

"Seriously, did your boss get angry with me because of this?"

Fan Fan Binbing shook her head and smiled: "No, you think too much."

Li Bingbing said: "That's good, I, Li Bingbing, can swear to heaven. I really didn't go against him on purpose. If there's any misunderstanding, you must help me explain. Or, when he returns to the country, help me make an appointment, I'll treat him to a meal and explain it face to face."

Fan Fan Binbing smiled: "Okay, then I'll tell him when the time comes, see if he has time."

"Sister, you are so good. In the future, sister really won't fight with you for anything, like walking the red carpet this time, when Su Mang told me, I agreed. Really. Sisters fighting back and forth is meaningless, it just cheaply benefits outsiders for no reason. Don't you think so?"

At 8:00 PM, the 9th Bazaar Charity Gala officially opened.

The host of this venue was Hong Kong's Ke Lan.

After the appearance of an external enemy, the two Bingbings also temporarily cast aside their previous grudges and returned to good terms, and the topic finally turned to this charity gala.

"Do you know Wang Zhongjun also came tonight?"

"Don't know. Why?"

"Do you know what he came for?"

"What for?"

"He came to kiss Jackie Chan's ass."

"Ah?" Aiming at the camera, Fan Fan Binbing covered her mouth and laughed, "Really or fake?"

Li Bingbing also paid attention to the position of the camera.

After all, the banquet tonight was broadcast live on Sina Weibo's video live room throughout the process, and every star sitting there was very careful about their demeanor; if one accidentally exposed something, or laughed until their face collapsed, there was really no way to remedy it.

"Really. Jackie Chan donated two things tonight, and he is prepared to come and take the 'King of Bids,' to show support for Jackie Chan, and by the way, to save face for himself. After all, Huayi can be considered to have recovered, and having been made to look so gray-faced by your boss before, he definitely wants to be proud for once."

Fan Fan Binbing smiled: "Listening to this, sister, you really aren't on the same side as them."

Li Bingbing frowned and said: "I wasn't joking with you before. I just filmed this one play with them, didn't sign any other contracts, and he wanted to invest 50 million in my studio, but I didn't agree."

"Why?"

"What do you think? It's not easy to come out and stand firm, why do I have to find a father for myself? He likes to kiss other people's asses, I don't have this hobby."

"Hahahahahaha!" Fan Fan Binbing couldn't help but laugh.

The movement was a bit big, instantly attracting the attention of the photographer. She secretly said "not good" and immediately raised the auction paddle in her hand.

The auctioneer on stage saw it and immediately shouted loudly: "Okay, Miss Fan Fan Binbing, bids 550,000 for this limited edition handbag provided by Dior! Is there any higher?"

Ruan Ruan Jingtian, sitting in the fourth row, was instantly stunned.

What to do?

This was originally the thing she was going to bid for.

The first item of the whole venue, the price wouldn't be too high, and she could make a small splash at the beginning. Giving the audience in the live room an impression, it could be considered spending a few hundred thousand to buy a reputation, not a loss at all.

This was all discussed with her brokerage company boss.

Just now it was called to 500,000, and she thought no one would fight with her anymore, but as a result, another one popped up!

If it were someone else, it would be fine, but it just so happened to be Fan Fan Binbing!

Thinking of Fan Fan Binbing, she thought of a certain senior of hers, and also thought of those carefree times on campus.

I don't know, if he knew her current situation now, how would he look at her? For a time, Ruan Ruan Jingtian felt bitter and desolate in her heart, and even forgot to bid.

"First time, is there any higher bid?"

"Second time, is there any?"

"Third time. Congratulations to Miss Fan Fan Binbing for donating 550,000 yuan in charity funds to the children in our community!"

After all, this is a charity banquet, not Sotheby's. Although the auctioneer was indeed invited by Bazaar from Sotheby's, these things at the beginning wouldn't pursue too high a price.

Called three times, seeing no one raising a paddle in the whole venue, the hammer fell.

Fan Fan Binbing didn't expect it either, but she still smiled slightly and stood up gracefully, walking toward the stage amidst the applause of the whole venue.

The staff quickly greeted her and led her to the center of the stage. The auctioneer greeted her with a full face of smiles, then handed over the microphone. Fan Fan Binbing took the microphone and looked around the whole venue, "I am very honored to be able to bid for the first collection of this venue and contribute a bit of heart to the children..."

Offstage, Ruan Ruan Jingtian's phone rang, it was a text message from her boss Lu Zheng: "Tian'er, what's going on?"

She typed back: "Too expensive, forget it."

"Silly girl, what are a few hundred thousand. Under 1 million, you can bid as you like tonight."

"Oh." Ruan Ruan Jingtian replied to the text message and put the phone in her bag.

Looking at the woman in the red dress on stage, radiant and full of spirit, I don't know why a sudden urge to cry surged in her heart.

From entering school until now, she was once called "Little Fan Fan Binbing" by many people, however... is she still worthy now?

After Fan Fan Binbing returned to her seat, Li Bingbing really couldn't stop laughing.

"Told you to raise the paddle randomly, 550,000 to buy a bag, hahaha."

Fan Fan Binbing also laughed, "The funnier thing you don't know, tell you, actually I also donated a bag to be auctioned tonight."

"Hahahahaha." Li Bingbing was having a great time.

Lin Chi-ling on the side also heard it and smiled: "Miss Fan actually donated a bag, Chi-ling will definitely bid, but, so many film and television company bosses came tonight, they should all want to cooperate with Miss Fan, the bag should not be Chi-ling's turn to bid."

Fan Fan Binbing forced a smile: "How is that possible... what did you donate tonight?"

"Chi-ling donated the wedding dress designed by Mr. Tim Yip when filming *Happiness for Credit*. For Chi-ling, it has commemorative significance, and I don't know which kind-hearted person will bid for it tonight. Chi-ling really wants to contribute a little to the children in the mountainous areas."

In other words, she took a piece of trash to auction, and then had already found a sucker buyer, maybe the press release for the matter had already been bought.

Understood.

As a thousand-year-old fox spirit, Fan Fan Binbing understood Lin Chi-ling's words in seconds.

Sure enough, in the subsequent auction process, Lin Chi-ling's wedding dress was bought for 1 million by a young man named Ji Xiaobo, the CEO of a Tianxing International Financial Group.

Amidst the applause of the whole venue, Lin Chi-ling even took the microphone to express her gratitude.

Fan Fan Binbing smiled while turning her head and whispering: "How many times do you think they slept together?"

"Once, only 1 million." Li Bingbing said.

"I think more than that."

"Why?"

"This woman is so slutty, if you were a man and spent 1 million, could you feel you got your money's worth without fucking her a few more times?"

"Then I definitely have to open all three holes... you, you, your mouth is still so poisonous."

"Same to you."

The two Bingbings laughed into a ball.

This scene happened to be captured by the photographer on the side and synchronized to the video live room of Sina Weibo.

The originally dead live room instantly had many more comments.

"Wow, what are they chatting about? Can you add me!?"

"So beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful, both Bingbings are so beautiful!"

"Wife asked me why I'm drooling while looking at the computer."

"People are beautiful and kind, it looks so good."

"Do you think Fan Fan Binbing has changed a lot since she came back this time?"

"Yes!"

"I have too!"

"I feel she has changed, but I don't know where it changed."

"Her temperament is better."

"9494."

"Really want to know what they are chatting about, it seems these two people's relationship has really become better!"

Fan Fan Binbing and Li Bingbing laughed for a while, then Li Bingbing asked: "By the way, how did you arrange it?"

"I didn't arrange it."

"Liar."

"Really didn't."

Li Bingbing said "Ah," surprised: "Really didn't? Why?"

Fan Fan Binbing smiled and said: "Because my boss said, charity shouldn't be fake."

That's what she said, but when Fan Fan Binbing saw her Chanel limited edition handbag, seeing it was about to be sold for 170,000, her heart was about to jump into her throat.

"170,000 first time!"

Fan Fan Binbing even wanted to raise the paddle herself at this time.

Because not long ago, a dress of International Zhang's was auctioned for a high price of 1.56 million in round after round of bidding.

At this moment, Fan Fan Binbing couldn't help but regret it in her heart; she shouldn't have listened to him.

What "charity shouldn't be fake"?

Who doesn't fake it on this kind of occasion?

If International Zhang didn't have people helping her raise the price, could a dress of hers worth more than 100,000 be auctioned for more than 1 million?

It's just that her methods are clever, and her face is enough.

In the end, it was just a few media company bosses at the scene helping her raise the price. Wang Changtian of Enlight Media, Yu Dong of Bona, Wang Zhongjun of Huayi Brothers, and even some TV production companies, such as Cai Yinong of Tang Ren, Zhong Junyan of Huarui Century, all participated in it, joining hands to raise the price together.

Finally, it was taken by Chen Weiming, the chairman of Zhongbo Media, her new play's employer, for 1.38 million, thus becoming the highest-priced single star auction item of the night.

It was truly glorious.

And her?

If this bag only sold for 170,000?

That's one-tenth of the price! That would really be too embarrassing!

Dead man, stinky man!

Not only did he not come to the scene, he only cared about himself and didn't care about me!

Fan Fan Binbing could even imagine what people on the internet would say then.

"Ten Fan Bingbings are only worth one Zhang Ziyi"—this kind of cold talk would definitely appear, she dared to bet her life on it.

After all, among all female stars in China, who is easier to attract black than her? Among the fans of other female stars, how many look favorably upon Fan Fan Binbing from the "Is anyone more beautiful than Fan Fan Binbing?" days!

Fan Fan Binbing sat on the sofa, her beauty still dazzling, and the red dress still set off her skin as white as snow, like an exquisite porcelain beauty.

However, her long legs under the skirt were slightly closed, moving constantly, and her originally bright and moving peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing a hint of unhidden anxiety.

"170,000 second time."

The auctioneer said for the second time.

Fan Fan Binbing was already about to raise the paddle herself at this time.

However, a voice saved her.

"300,000!" a man's voice shouted.

Directly doubling the number in one breath.

The whole venue let out a small exclamation.

Fan Fan Binbing turned her head to look, only to see a man with small eyes and a small nose on the sofa about five or six rows away, smiling and looking at her, nodding politely from afar.

Wu Jing.

Fan Fan Binbing breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at him too.

The auctioneer, whose voice was originally flat on stage, suddenly raised his volume, "300,000! Bidder 191 bids 300,000! Is there any higher bid from any kind-hearted person?"

"First time... Okay! Bidder 39 bids 350,000!"

39?

Who is 39?

Fan Fan Binbing was blank, only to hear a new number emerge immediately after.

"Bidder 222, bidder 222 kind-hearted person now raises the paddle to 400,000!"

Another bidder 222?

Immediately following, a fierce bidding war broke out between 39 and 222, and the price climbed step by step like a rocket!

"39, 500,000!"

"222, 600,000!"

"39, 700,000!"

"222, okay, 222 directly asks for 900,000!"

"1 million! 39 asks for 1 million!"

At this very moment, the atmosphere of the whole venue became enthusiastic amidst the competing bids of 39 and 222. The whispers in the audience turned into exclamations one after another, the audience in the stands stretched their necks to see who was raising the paddle, and the stars in the indoor venue couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the direction of the paddle raising, their eyes full of curiosity and shock.

The auctioneer's speaking speed was like a string of firecrackers, every bid was like lighting a fuse, making the atmosphere of the whole venue more and more scorching.

"222 is not to be outdone, 1.2 million! 222 bids 1.2 million!"

"39, 1.5 million! The kind-hearted person 39 directly shouted 1.5 million!"

"Wow!"

The venue instantly boiled over, mixed with the exclamations and discussions of the audience one after another.

"1.5 million! This is too exaggerated!"

"Is this a handbag or a treasure map?"

"As expected of Fan Fan Binbing's things, crazy!"

The gazes of the stars in the indoor venue also became complicated, with envy, surprise, and a few meaningful looks.

The auctioneer completely found his feeling at this time, he hit the auction hammer hard, trying to make his voice penetrate the noise: "1.5 million first time! Is there any higher bid?"

"Second time!"

Fan Fan Binbing was completely dumbfounded at this time.

She knew Wu Jing.

But after that 39 and 222, she just looked, and they were sitting in the few rows of sofas in the back half; she only knew that those sitting there were not entertainment stars, but business people.

However, this 39 and 222, the auction had reached the second half, and they hadn't called a price once.

As a result, for such a broken bag of hers?

No, it wasn't a broken bag.

The bag was still very cute. Pink and red, and it was indeed a limited edition bag from many years ago, limited to 1999 worldwide. Her purchase price at the time was also around 150,000.

However?

Would these big men like this bag of hers?

Could it be... want to take this opportunity to get to know her and do something?

Damn, 1.5 million, ten times the price of her purchase, only 200,000 less than Zhang Ziyi's dress, definitely enough to give her face. If she had to have a drink with them later, would she drink it or not?

Fan Fan Binbing was worrying.

But the next second, her worry was gone.

Because just as the auctioneer called, suddenly a new number emerged.

The middle-aged auctioneer in a suit and leather shoes was a bit excited and cracked his voice as he shouted loudly: "78

2 million!

Hearing the auctioneer call out this figure, many of the audience in the stands stood up, one after another standing on tiptoe, wanting to see clearly who exactly number 788 was.

Not to mention Fan Fan Binbing being stunned, even the usually composed Zhou Xun couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, whispering to Lin Zhiling beside her: "Isn't this a bit too exaggerated?"

Lin Zhiling covered her mouth, her face full of surprise, and could only nod repeatedly.

The auctioneer waved the auction gavel in his hand, excitedly saying: "2 million! Number 788 bids 2 million! Is there any higher bid?!"

The number of chats in the Sina live stream room also surged instantly.

"2 million! This bag is crazy!"

"Who is number 788? Such a big spender!"

"Fan Fan Binbing's face is amazing!"

"What is International Zhang going to do now? How is she going to get off the stage!"

"Damn, there are really so many rich people in China, 2 million for a bag!"

"Fan Fan Binbing's face is so valuable!"

"As expected of Fan Fan Binbing! The Queen returns!!! A storm is coming!"

After the auctioneer finished calling the price excitedly, he came back to his senses a little at this moment.

What the hell, this isn't Sotheby's!

If it were at Sotheby's, he would certainly press on. Those few people raising their paddles looked like wealthy and imposing masters who weren't short of money; if he couldn't get them to fight it out in a few words, his 20-year career would have been in vain.

But this is a charity gala!

Before he went on stage, the organizers had already given him a heads-up: during the auction process, one should value harmony and know when to stop. Don't deliberately stir up the atmosphere. Let everyone be peaceful and happy, rather than doing charity while feeling angry.

Therefore, 2 million to buy a 2013 limited edition Chanel 2.55 pearl pink handbag with a second-hand market value of about 200,000, even in the eyes of an auctioneer like him, was already not suitable for further bidding.

Seeing the two people holding paddle number 222 whispering to each other and feeling like they were going to continue, he decided not to wait any longer and brought the gavel down directly: "Sold for 2 million! Thank you to the kind-hearted person from number 788, please come on stage to accept our charity certificate! And please, the donor, come on stage to present the certificate to our kind-hearted person."

Fan Fan Binbing stood up and walked toward the stage with a smile, though in her heart she was thinking that if it came to it later, she would just pay the 2 million herself. As for the wine and such, she wouldn't drink it. After all, she was a mother now; what would it look like?

At this very moment, she hadn't thought of any other possibility at all.

In her mind, buying a bag for 2 million, could there not be some ulterior motive? Is it possible?

This is the entertainment industry, not some utopia in a fairy tale.

Number 39, number 222, and this number 788—she didn't know a single person behind these numbers, and she could be certain they weren't shills arranged by the Huanxin Company.

Especially this number 788 who cut in at the last minute; she didn't know what kind of monster had popped out of nowhere, suddenly raising the price by 500,000, and they hadn't appeared before either.

No matter how she thought about it, it was unlikely to be a good person.

Fan Fan Binbing stepped in her high heels and walked onto the stage gracefully.

She adjusted her expression slightly, a proper smile hanging on the corners of her mouth, but her eyes carried a hint of vigilance.

Just then, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked onto the stage from the other side, his figure tall and straight, his pace steady.

He was wearing a dark blue custom-made suit, his tie meticulous, and a gentle smile on his face. He walked up to Fan Fan Binbing, politely extended his hand, shook hers lightly, and said in a steady voice: "Miss Fan, hello, it is a great honor to participate in this charity event."

Fan Fan Binbing was slightly taken aback, shook his hand back out of courtesy, and nodded, but in her heart, she was quickly sizing him up.

This didn't match her original imagination; this person... was definitely not the real principal.

Who was the person behind him?

Fan Fan Binbing was still pondering when she saw the man take the microphone handed over by the auctioneer, face the whole venue, and say simply: "Hello everyone, I am Li Yaoming from Huawei in Shenzhen. Today, being able to contribute to charity, our Huawei company feels very honored. I also thank Miss Fan for providing such a meaningful opportunity. Thank you all."

Fan Fan Binbing walked down with mixed feelings and sat back in her original seat.

Li Bingbing said: "They must have come specifically to support you."

Fan Fan Binbing came back to her senses, smiled, and said: "It's not me, it has nothing to do with me."

Lin Zhiling said from the side: "Huawei, is that the mobile phone manufacturer that Mr. Chen Nuo used at the Oscar awards ceremony? Truly, good deeds have good rewards. Miss Fan, you are really enviable tonight."

Heh.

Fan Fan Binbing smiled reluctantly and didn't respond.

She was in a very complicated mood right now and didn't want to deal with this flower from Taiwan anymore.

"What are you thinking about?" Li Bingbing leaned into her ear and said, "Is it that you feel you followed the right boss?"

I followed the right man!

Fan Fan Binbing said in her heart, while her face smiled slightly: "It's alright."

Li Bingbing licked her lips and said: "Do you want to know who those number 39 and number 222 are? I just asked."

"Who are they?"

"If you promise me to find a chance to help me ask if they want to buy a stake in my studio, I'll tell you. No money needed, I'll give them dry shares."

Fan Fan Binbing laughed, looking at Li Bingbing, this old rival, with a serious expression.

She suddenly remembered back on the plane, when he said he would help her pay the 20 million breach of contract fee... Ah, it was so good that she didn't refuse at the time.

"Tell me, I'll help you ask."

"39 is Sina, and number 222... is the Hengdian Group."

Fan Fan Binbing was stunned for a moment, nodded slightly, and smiled helplessly.

Well then, everything before was wrong.

No wonder he said there was no need to arrange it; perhaps he really hadn't arranged it.

But, what is the difference between not arranging it and arranging it?

Humph, stinky man, making me worry for nothing. When we meet, see how I deal with you!

The auction continued.

One collection after another continued to be brought on stage, and soon, her 2 million record was broken.

The Four Seasons series rose ring was taken by Yao Chen for 2.1 million, stealing the spotlight all at once.

Subsequently, a colorless glass-species jade pendant donated by a jade enterprise was taken by the boss of a cosmetics company for 3 million.

And after that, a painting by Huang Yongyu, "Lotus Pond Entering Dreams," was auctioned for over 5.3 million, becoming the highest price of the night.

The person who bought it was named Tian Hairong, an actress who had been out of the entertainment industry for a long time.

Besides that, Zhang Lan bought a Chow Tai Fook "Dragon Ball" ring for 1 million, but that was hardly worth mentioning.

Soon, this auction reached its final stage.

The custom Rolex watch donated by Jackie Chan was taken by Wang Zhongjun, president of Huayi Brothers, for 5.5 million.

Wang Zhongjun stood on stage holding the microphone, saying spiritedly: "It is a great honor to be able to bid for this precious watch from Big Brother Jackie Chan! Although 5.5 million is not a small amount, being able to contribute to charity is truly very worthwhile! I hope these funds can help more people in need, and I also hope we can all continue to pass on love and make this world a better place!"

There was thunderous applause from the audience. Wang Zhongjun waved to the audience, a satisfied smile on his face, and then walked off the stage under the guidance of the staff.

Fan Fan Binbing kept smiling, clapping along with Li Bingbing.

"Idiot."

"Bitch."

"May you die a horrible death."

"Bastard."

"Son of a bitch."

"Just like his brother, both are scum."

The camera swept over, and the viewers in the video live stream room flooded the screen again.

"Look, look, the two of them are chatting."

"Is there anyone who understands lip-reading? Quickly analyze what they are saying."

"It kills me, are they really that close?"

"Two Huayi traitors, what could they be saying? They must be cursing Wang Zhongjun."

"Bullshit, it's obvious they are chatting about other things. How could two beauties be cursing people when they are together!"

After the applause, Ke Lan started hosting on stage again, because by now, only the last auction item remained.

The venue was already buzzing with discussion.

Because some people knew, and some people didn't.

That there was actually another auction item after Jackie Chan's watch.

When Ke Lan announced it with a full smile, many people were quite surprised when they heard the name of the donor.

The organizers of the night put this item as the last one to be auctioned, which meant that the organizers felt the value of this item was above Big Brother Jackie Chan's watch.

However, the watch custom-made by Rolex specifically for Jackie Chan was unique in the world, and its value itself might already be over a million.

What would Chen Nuo bring out?

Could it be one of the trophies he won?

Or some other luxury item?

Whether it was the live audience or the viewers in the live stream, including the stars filling the venue, all eyes were fixed on the cloth-covered auction display stand on stage.

Ke Lan stood on stage, her smile mysterious and carrying a hint of playfulness. She clapped her hands lightly, signaling everyone to quiet down, and then said in a light and expectant tone: "I know everyone must be very curious, what exactly is the last auction item? Believe me, this item will definitely make everyone's eyes light up!"

She paused, deliberately drawing out her tone, turned to look at the auctioneer, and signaled with her eyes: "Why don't we ask the auctioneer to reveal it for us!"

The auctioneer took the microphone, a hint of a smile on his face. He walked slowly toward the display stand, gently gripped a corner of the cloth, but didn't rush to uncover it. Instead, he turned to look at the audience, his voice loud and infectious: "Distinguished guests, friends in the live stream, are you ready? The next item can be said to be the most unique and story-filled one of the night! It is not jewelry, nor is it a work of art, but its value will definitely exceed your imagination!"

The discussion in the venue became even more heated. Someone in the audience couldn't help but whisper a guess: "Not jewelry? Then what could it be?"

"Chen Nuo's things are definitely not ordinary!"

The stars in the inner circle also whispered to each other one after another.

Li Bingbing held Fan Fan Binbing's arm and complained: "This person is just like you, keeping people in suspense! Hurry up and say, what exactly is it?"

"Haha, I won't tell you."

"Are you sure you can beat Wang Zhongjun's top bid?"

"One hundred percent!"

"Then when you were interviewed before, you said something about buying it back if it didn't reach 100,000."

"Hey, my boss is sick sometimes!"

The live stream's barrage exploded even more, with comments scrolling rapidly: "A trophy? Or an autographed photo?" "I want everything of Chen Nuo's!" "Hurry up and reveal it, I'm dying of anxiety!"

Seeing that the atmosphere had been raised to the peak, the auctioneer finally waved his hand and suddenly ripped off the cloth.

Only to see a piece of paper appearing on the display stand.

From the venue to the live stream, all the viewers were stunned.

"What the!? What is that?"

"An autograph?"

"This one piece of paper can be auctioned for over 5 million? Keep dreaming!"

"I knew it, you bunch of idiots. This guy Chen Nuo, having earned so much money, have you ever seen him donate a single cent?"

"This is too insincere. No matter what this paper is, even if it had 100 Chen Nuo signatures on it, it definitely wouldn't be worth 5 million! Anyone who says it's worth it is brain-dead!"

"Chen Nuo impression points -1."

"Haha, don't worry, even if it were toilet paper he used to wipe his ass, the shills at the scene would help him bid it up to over 5 million, don't worry. Fan Fan Binbing's second-hand bag can be auctioned for 2 million; there are plenty of people who want to kiss his ass."

"Seriously, I kind of hate this kind of auction based purely on personal favors. What's the point? He doesn't put anything out himself, just relies on his face!"

"Hahahahahaha, this guy Chen Nuo finally revealed his true colors, he's just that kind of coward who hides behind others and tells them to charge, charge, charge! He's making a fortune in Cannes, how could he still care about charity!"

"Relying on foreign status to act arrogant, he will definitely suffer the backlash!"

For a moment, the live stream viewers who felt cheated started flooding the screen.

The "Nuo Rice" fans, one by one in front of their computer screens, wanted to defend him a bit, but suddenly didn't know what to say.

Although it's all money, Jackie Chan donated a watch worth over a million.

You bringing out a blank piece of paper is a bit too unreasonable, right?

Not only the live stream viewers, but Wang Zhongjun also secretly breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

But immediately, he became expectant instead.

If this piece of paper could sell for 5 million today, then tomorrow's media would have plenty to write about.

Haha.

Too arrogant! Is bringing out a piece of paper called charity? When the time comes, tell Zonglei to find some internet trolls to stir things up, and he can write a huge article about it.

He had already thought of the title: "Giving nothing, yet benefiting the world? Is that possible?"

Mr. Wang, who was well-read in ancient literature and very cultured, couldn't help but smile.

In the first row, Li Bingbing, Lin Zhiling, and Zhou Xun all turned their heads and asked in disbelief.

"Bingbing, what is this."

"Miss Fan, Zhiling is really curious."

"It wouldn't really just be a piece of paper, would it? You guys are playing a bit too big, little sister."

Fan Fan Binbing pursed her lips, shook her head, and said: "Don't be anxious, it will be revealed immediately."

The auctioneer from Sotheby's, without a doubt, was best at playing with people's hearts and heating up the atmosphere.

After unveiling the veil, he deliberately waited for a while, and seeing the atmosphere in the venue, he estimated it was about time.

He made a gesture, signaling the staff to dim the lights, then pointed to the giant screen behind him, his voice carrying a hint of mystery: "Everyone, don't rush to conclusions yet. This paper is not ordinary paper! Next, let us invite Mr. Chen Nuo himself to reveal its true value to everyone!"

The lights dimmed suddenly, and the whole venue fell silent instantly.

Damn, there's a VCR? Chen Nuo even recorded a VCR?

At this time, even a fool knew there was something fishy.

However, what was this thing?

Everyone still couldn't figure it out.

The big screen lit up, and a pre-recorded VCR began to play.

On the screen, Chen Nuo was sitting on a simple gray sofa, wearing a white shirt and a pair of jeans.

He said: "Hello everyone, I am Chen Nuo. It is a great honor to participate in tonight's Bazaar Charity Night. Since I cannot come to the scene to participate in this event in person, in order to make up for the regret in the future, this time, the auction item I am providing is a blank contract."

The whole venue was in an uproar.

The live stream barrage exploded again and again and again:

"What the hell?"

"What is it?"

"!"

"Damn!"

"A contract? What contract?"

Chen Nuo on the screen paused and continued: "The meaning of this blank contract is that whoever wins it, I will personally go to the other party's film crew to make a guest appearance. Whether it's a movie or a TV series, it's fine. The person who wins it decides the role and the time. As long as I have free time, it's all possible!"

"But limited to a guest appearance, oh!"

"This is a token of my heart for charity, and I also hope that through such a hands-on way, I can raise more funds for the children. Thank you all!"

After speaking, he waved at the screen, "Goodbye."

He held it for two seconds, seemingly thinking the DV was already off, slumped back onto the sofa, changed his expression, and said lazily: "Fan Fan Binbing, the idea you gave me, if it doesn't sell for 100,000 later, you pay the money to buy it yourself. Did you hear me!"

A female voice off-screen replied: "100,000... should be no problem."

Chen Nuo looked unconvinced: "Really?"

The female voice said: "Really."

Just at this moment, he suddenly straightened his body and looked directly into the camera once again, those flawless, pure eyes looking as if they were staring at everyone in the venue.

He smiled: "Then now, the auction begins!"

PS:

11,000 words, posted it first. If there are any typos or anything, everyone help me correct them. I'm exhausted.

(End of this chapter)