Chapter 128 - A Difficulty at the Reception

"Okay then, I'll go for you then."

Ye Chen nodded and said, "Then when is the wine auction?"

"Just the night after tomorrow, at Shuiyue Villa, a high-end club on the outskirts of the city."

Ye Chen nodded: "Well, I see."

It turned out that it wasn't long before he made an agreement with Yin Fanghua. In the afternoon, Wang Desheng called him again.

"Ye Xiaoyou, I received an invitation here. It said that there will be an auction reception for mysterious antiques in two days. Are you interested in going to see it together?"

"It's about this too?"

Ye Chen couldn't help being slightly taken aback when he received the call.

Then he smiled dumbly, and said to Wang Desheng on the other end of the phone: "Old Wang, I already know about this. The boss of our company has also received the invitation. I will go there on her behalf when the time comes. Thank you for your kindness."

"Really? That would be wonderful."

Wang Desheng on the other end of the phone laughed.

"Do you want me to send a car to pick you up then, and let's go together?"

"Then there's no need." Ye Chen refused, "Old Wang, your goal is too big, and it's too tempting to go with you. I'd better go by myself."

After all, with Wang Desheng's status, he would be praised wherever he went in Dijing, let alone Shengtian.

Walking with him, you have to be pierced by other people's eyes.

Ye Chen didn't want to go to an auction reception and end up making a scene like a giant panda.

"Okay, then let's see you at the reception then."

"See you at the reception."

Ye Chen nodded and hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Desheng turned his head to Wang Hao who was beside him and said bravely: "Third brother, go and inform Haihua Group, and I will attend the auction reception at that time."

"Yes, I'm going to call right now."

Wang Haoyong nodded, turned and left.

It turned out that Wang Desheng hadn't decided whether to attend the auction reception at all before, but he made up his mind when he learned that Ye Chen was going.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye.

When it was time for the auction reception to start, Ye Chen drove to Shuiyue Villa.

Shuiyue Villa is located in the outskirts of Shengtian City, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with a beautiful environment, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, giving people a sense of paradise.

When Ye Chen arrived by car, the square in front of Shuiyue Villa was already full of luxury cars.

Looking around, the lowest-end Audi and BMW are hundreds of thousands.

The nearly million-dollar big Benz he drove was barely close to the mid-range level.

Even Porsche, Lamborghini, Maserati, and Rolls-Royce are rarely seen on the street, and there are not a few luxury cars that cost at least several million or even tens of millions.

"There are quite a lot of rich people in Shengtian."

Ye Chen thought to himself, shook his head, found a parking space and parked the car, and then walked towards the villa.

"Sir, may I have a look at your invitation card?"

The guard at the door greeted him and asked respectfully.

You must know that the people who came to the auction reception today are either rich or noble, and those who have not stepped into the threshold of high society are not qualified to invite them. Of course, they dare not offend those who are part-time workers.

"Oh, no problem."

Ye Chen nodded, reached out and took out the invitation card from his bosom, and handed it over.

"This……"

The doorman took a look at the invitation and couldn't help hesitating: "Sir, your invitation..."

The invitation is real, but the person is wrong.

Ye Chen understood, and explained with a light smile: "The president of our company was invited, but unfortunately the president is ill, so let me come here on her behalf. This is my business card."

As he spoke, he handed over the vice president's business card that he had just printed.

He, the vice president, was just promoted under the insistence of Yin Fanghua.

After all, the people invited to this auction reception are either rich or expensive,

If he only came here as an assistant to the president of Huichun Pharmaceutical, he would easily be underestimated.

Although people who know his true abilities will never underestimate him because of some secular titles, they will only be deeply in awe.

But he can't reveal his identity as a cultivator just by meeting someone, right? So a superficially decorative title is still necessary.

Besides, as the second largest shareholder of Huichun Pharmaceutical, it is only natural for him to be the vice president.

"In addition, you can also call our president and ask."

Seeing that the doorman hesitated after reading the business card, Ye Chen said.

"Okay, then please wait a moment."

The doorman nodded apologetically, and then dialed the phone number on the invitation.

Ye Chen didn't care either.

Although the doorman suspected him of doing this, the other party was also responsible. Ye Chen would not have such low self-cultivation. He was dissatisfied because of this matter, and showed off his sense of superiority by embarrassing a doorman.

"Mr. Ye, I'm really sorry, please come in."

After confirming Ye Chen's identity by phone, the guard bowed to apologize to Ye Chen, and then respectfully let Ye Chen in.

Ye Chen nodded and walked into the villa.

The decoration in Shuiyue Mountain Villa is luxurious yet elegant, with originality everywhere.

It can be seen that it was carefully designed by a master in this field, and it looks very high-grade.

Walking into the hall, Ye Chen looked around and saw that the hall was brightly lit, full of men and women in suits, leather shoes, dresses and long skirts, the so-called upper-class figures.

If you are a person who often hangs out in the social arena, you must be very excited to see such a situation in front of you.

This is a great opportunity to make important contacts. If you just chat with someone here, exchange business cards, you may hug a thigh or open up an important way of making money.

Even though he didn't like such occasions before his rebirth, he would not miss such a great opportunity to expand his network in vain.

But now Ye Chen has no interest in such communication.

The levels are different, and the choices are naturally different.

The reception was self-service. Ye Chen saw that the auction hadn't started yet, and he wasn't interested in chatting with others, so he took a plate, picked out some food, and then found a corner to enjoy quietly.

"what?"

At this moment, a beautiful woman in a bright yellow backless evening dress inadvertently glanced past Ye Chen, and was suddenly taken aback.

"Feifei, what's wrong with you?"

A middle-aged man with a big belly beside her who was having an intimate conversation with her asked.

This beautiful woman is none other than Ye Chen's ex-girlfriend Huang Feifei.

"Well, Brother Li, I'll excuse you for a moment, I met an old classmate, go over and say hello."

"OK then!"

The middle-aged man was a little bit reluctant, but still nodded: "Then you should come back soon."

"Don't worry, I'll come as I go."

Huang Feifei gave him a charming smile, then swayed and turned to leave.

Looking at Huang Feifei's charming figure in the distance, the eyes of the middle-aged man almost narrowed.