Chapter 661: 657. Warehouse Auction (Please Subscribe and Vote)

Liao Wei watched her daughter Wang Ya walking in a hurry, not knowing what she was thinking, but she soon caught up.

She needed to pick up Yin Long the moment he finished his meal.

"Well done, Kaili. You've passed your internship period; starting today, you are a formal employee," Wang Ya's supervisor praised her quickly.

Wang Ya had made a great contribution this time, and as her supervisor, he also had some credit.

"Thank you."

"By the way, where did you get this information from?" the supervisor asked curiously.

Wang Ya smiled and said, "I heard it from a friend."

"What friend? When are you going to invite them out for a sit-down?" The supervisor's skin was thick enough for that.

Wang Ya just smiled and did not respond.

Seeing her like this, the supervisor felt a bit disappointed, but he did not press the matter. Now that Wang Ya had made a name for herself in front of the company's upper management—or at least shown her face—he still needed to be a little mindful.

After the supervisor left, Ai Wei said with excitement, "Kaili, we really made a name for ourselves this time."

"Yes, but this is just the beginning. I believe we will get better and better in the future," Wang Ya said, also feeling a bit stirred.

"Right, we will definitely be better," Ai Wei said, looking full of confidence.

Wang Ya said, "I might need to leave work a bit early later. I want to thank Uncle Zhang, since this inside information was provided by him."

"That's a must. Can I come along?" Ai Wei had already concluded that Zhang Ran was not an ordinary employee, so naturally, she wanted to get to know him better.

Wang Ya wanted to refuse, but thinking of how Ai Wei had taken care of her, she finally nodded.

Zhang Ran did not know about this yet, but he could roughly guess it; ever since he handed the information to Wang Ya, he had let He Qing keep an eye on certain people.

It was not just He Qing; people from He Yong's side were also watching.

However, Zhang Ran was not putting his mind on this right now; he was currently attending a warehouse auction.

This was an activity specifically arranged by Wang Chao, and it was also the first time Wang Chao had participated in such an event.

Warehouse auctions are a unique part of United States warehouse culture. Because there are no restrictions like household registration, many people in the United States do not like to buy houses or property; they prefer to rent, which is different from Huaxia, where people set buying a house as a lifelong goal.

Moreover, houses in the United States require annual property taxes, which is not a small burden for many young people.

Relatively speaking, young people prefer to rent.

However, renting has a downside: when moving, one needs to transport many things, which is very time-consuming.

Some people do not like to move large bags of items every time, so they rent a warehouse to store things that are unimportant or temporarily unused.

Many times, these people might forget they even have a warehouse and forget to pay the rent to renew it.

Then, the warehouse manager will put the warehouse up for auction.

Because no one except the owner knows what is inside, and there might be some valuable items, this business attracts many people.

Wang Chao had looked up all this information and had also prepared many things.

"These are the origins of the United States warehouse culture. It's my first time participating in such a warehouse auction too. We can just play around a bit, treat it like buying a lottery ticket, and maybe harvest a few things," Wang Chao said.

Zhang Ran smiled and said, "That's actually quite nice. I really haven't played with these before."

Zhang Ran also became slightly interested. He had truly never touched these things; when he first came to the United States, he already had a net worth of hundreds of millions and only interacted with people from high society.

The activities he attended were all so-called high-society banquets, where he had seen plenty of flashy things, but he had never encountered this.

Gong Nan was also quite interested in this, but after looking at the people around them, he felt a bit intimidated and said, "If we find something good, will we get robbed?"

By now, quite a few people had gathered around, and many were looking at them with unkind gazes.

It was not discrimination, but rather that they simply did not fit in here.

Not to mention Zhang Ran; although he was wearing ordinary clothes, the temperament he had cultivated over a long time was still there, just not obvious in daily life.

But here, almost everyone was a bare-chested, tattooed brute with a fierce and menacing look, not appearing to be good people. Among these people, Zhang Ran stood out.

As for Wang Chao, he had always been in school and was a school teacher and Associate Professor, possessing a very strong scholarly air.

Gong Nan was also the type of person who was a "good old man."

In any case, the three of them were completely from a different world than this place; the contrast was huge.

Furthermore, warehouse auctions actually have some unspoken rules. Basically, they are attended by people from the neighborhood who specialize in this industry. Since they looked like complete novices and outsiders, they would naturally face some hostility.

Before Wang Chao could speak, Zhang Ran said calmly, "Don't worry about them, let's just look at our own."

Gong Nan thought about Zhang Ran's status and felt relieved, starting to examine some warehouses with interest.

Before the auction, the warehouses would be opened for everyone to take a look. Of course, the items inside were covered with cloth, so you wouldn't be able to discover what was actually there.

Half an hour later, the viewing was over, and it was time to start bidding.

Zhang Ran asked with a smile, "Did you two see any warehouses you like?"

Wang Chao nodded and whispered, "I think there seems to be something good in Warehouse No. 5."

Gong Nan also said sneakily, "I feel like the things in Warehouse No. 10 are not bad."

Watching these two guys, Zhang Ran couldn't help but want to laugh. Was it really necessary?

However, he also felt a slight thrill in his heart; such unknown situations were indeed easy to stir up one's interest.

"The one I've got my eye on is No. 13," Zhang Ran also reported the warehouse he had chosen.

They were communicating in Chinese, so he figured these people wouldn't understand, and even if they did, so what?

They didn't care. If they ended up competing with them, once it reached a certain point, they could just give up. After all, they were just here to play, not really relying on this to make money.

The warehouse auction started very quickly. A warehouse manager found a higher spot to stand on and said a few words casually. It was really simple, and there were truly only two sentences.

"Everyone has seen enough, right?"

"Good, now let's start the auction."

"Warehouse No. 1!"

"Thirty!"

"Fifty!"

Zhang Ran watched the price increases here, as well as the secret little movements of some people, and felt it becoming increasingly interesting.