Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 399 Kiss His Butt! (11000 words, the author is exhausted for the second time!)

After speaking, Li Binbing looked back and scrutinized her face carefully, as if trying to see through her thoughts.

Fan Bingbing remained calm, not even raising an eyebrow, and smiled gently, saying, "Sister, what are you saying?"

Li Bingbing stared into her eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips. She chuckled, "Just kidding, don't be angry. I'm just chatting casually. When sisters meet, what else do they talk about but men? Right? I didn't believe a single word of what was circulating online before. When Li Xue told me about it, I said it was definitely a rumor."

Fan Bingbing chuckled inwardly, then suddenly shook her head and sighed softly, "Sister, this is actually an undeserved disaster for me. I've come to understand that fame brings trouble, it's the same everywhere. The paparazzi in America are even more outrageous than those in China, they dare to make things up. Anyway, they don't have to take responsibility for what they say there. I asked my boss if I should step in and clarify things."

"He said that if we were to issue a clarification statement, wouldn't we have to make one in English, German, French, Japanese, and Korean? Let's just forget about it. Let people spread it as they please, I'll just say it myself in China."

Hearing the first half, Li Bingbing managed to keep her composure, but when she heard about England, Germany, France, Japan, and South Korea, her smile became a little unnatural, and she forced a smile as she said, "You've actually turned misfortune into blessing this time."

Fan Bingbing smirked and said, "What do you mean by turning misfortune into blessing? TMZ and Hollywood Reporter are sending me my photos all over Twitter without paying me royalties. At most, I've gotten a few foreign film offers."

Upon hearing the words "film contract," Li Bingbing sat bolt upright. "Film contract?"

"Yeah, but they're not any of the Big Six, just small Hollywood companies, small productions of tens of millions of dollars, and not for the lead actress. They sent me several scripts, and the company showed them to me. I thought they were okay, but my boss said they were meaningless, since I wasn't the lead, and it was a waste of time. I said I hadn't acted in two years, and I should just take any role that came my way, but he just wouldn't agree and told me not to rush."

"Sigh, I'm speechless. You know, he's different from us. He has very high standards. He looks down on this and that. What am I going to do if I wait a year or two without any acting opportunities?"

After saying that, she looked at Li Binbing's changing expression and smiled sweetly, "Sister, don't you agree?"

Li Binbing's smile looked a little stiff at this moment.

She knew the other person was saying these things deliberately to provoke her, but she was still angry. She opened her mouth, then finally managed to utter a single word: "Yes." After that, she didn't want to say another word.

Upon seeing this, Fan Binbing couldn't help but smile smugly to herself.

No one in the world knows Li Bingbing's weaknesses and sore spots better than she does. Isn't it just wanting to be an international star? Isn't it just wanting to break into Hollywood?

Too bad, nobody knows you yet, hehe, that'll make you mad! Let's see if you dare to ask about my background again.

Her gaze shifted from Li Bingbing's face, and she pretended to look at Lin Chiling beside her, saying with a smile, "Chiling, you look really beautiful in this dress today."

Lin Chi-ling had been listening intently to the whispers between the two Bingbings, but only caught snippets of conversation. When Fan Bingbing suddenly spoke to her, she quickly smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you, Miss Fan, you look absolutely stunning today. I was completely mesmerized when you came in."

"Thank you, you are the truly beautiful one."

"Where is it..."

At that moment, a sudden commotion arose from the backstage area. The two glanced back, then turned back to continue their conversation as if nothing had happened.

"By the way, I heard that Ms. Fan started her own business in Canada and built many hotels in just two years. Many of my Canadian friends say that Ms. Fan is doing a fantastic job. I really admire her and would love to learn from her how to start a business."

As the saying goes, every creature has its nemesis. Fan Bingbing's smile froze a bit. He chuckled dryly twice and said, "I was just messing around. It was all just good luck, hehe."

He thought to himself that it was better to give up and deal with Li Bingbing than with this woman.

We're all fox spirits who've cultivated for a thousand years, what are you talking about in front of me?
Do you really think I don't know what you're thinking about all day long? You slut, and you call yourself "great"? Great my foot! You're the one who wants someone's "greatness"!

Too bad, my man isn't the kind of lecherous guy who can get a pretty woman just by spreading her legs and beckoning her. He wouldn't even look at someone like you!
Li Bingbing didn't want to talk to her anymore, she didn't want to talk to Lin Chiling anymore, luckily, there was still one person on the four-seater sofa.

Zhou Xun poked her head out and asked with a smile, "Bingbing, how's Chen Nuo doing lately?"

As soon as she said that, Fan Bingbing noticed out of the corner of her eye that the expressions of the women on either side of her had changed.

Damn you.

Fan Binbing smiled and said, "Yes, it's fine."

Has he returned to China recently?

"It seems like I'm not going back. After Cannes, I'll be going to the US to film a movie."

"Filming? I saw in the news that he just finished filming."

"Yes, that was the previous film. This time we're filming Twilight."

Twilight.

These four words seem to possess some kind of magic.

It was clear that the people around her were momentarily stunned.

Fan Binbing couldn't help but smile to herself. Wasn't it just that it had magic?

The allure of money can certainly make women lose their minds.

"He's working way too hard. Doesn't he ever rest?" Zhou Xun blinked and said, "When I first met him, I never realized he was such a workaholic."

"Haha, people change," Fan Bingbing laughed.

Lin Chi-ling then interjected, "Ms. Zhou, have you known Mr. Chen Nuo for a long time?"

"Yes, I knew him as soon as he started acting."

"Oh, right, Chiling remembers now." Lin Chiling clasped her hands together and said with a look of surprise, "You two filmed 'If Love' together back then, right?"

Fan Binbing noticed a fleeting frown on Zhou Xun's face and couldn't help but burst into laughter inside.

Zhou Xun nodded to Lin Chi-ling and said, "Yes." Then she turned to her and asked, "Is it true that the Oscars are planning to invite him to be the host again?"

Fan Bingbing looked troubled and said, "I don't know..."

Zhou Xun immediately laughed, "Haha, alright, I won't make things difficult for you."

Fan Binbing also laughed and said, "I really don't know."

"Hey, I really think he did a great job hosting. I laughed so hard my stomach hurt..."

As Zhou Xun was chatting, a fragrant breeze suddenly wafted over, and she immediately stopped talking.

Fan Binbing turned around and saw Zhang Ziyi, who had just entered, walking up to them with a smile.

Amidst the graceful styles of the female stars in their gowns and dresses, Zhang Ziyi's androgynous red and black suit stood out like a crane among chickens. Her sharp and capable look, with a touch of heroic spirit, instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Zhang Ziyi waved to them with a bright smile and said, "Hi, Bingbing, Halo, everyone, long time no see!"

Fan Bingbing smiled and said, "Ziyi, long time no see. You look really handsome today!"

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

Lin Chi-ling's eyes seemed to sparkle as she said, "Ms. Zhang, hello! Your outfit today is so special, I love it!"

Zhang Ziyi smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you. The banquet is about to start, I'll go first, we'll talk later." Then she walked to the sofa next to her, chatted with Da S and Na Ying for a few words, and then sat down gracefully.

The loudspeaker began instructing everyone to take their seats.

After this incident, Fan Binbing lost the will to speak for a moment.

But a soft whisper reached my ears: "No matter where this woman goes, she will always try her best to outdo us."

Fan Bingbing parted her cherry lips slightly and said softly, "Hasn't she always been like this? I'm used to it."

Li Bingbing said, "I can't get used to it. She's become more and more outrageous these past two years. To be honest, the reason I made peace with Wang Zongjun this time and collaborated with Weinstein and the others on 'Snow Flower and the Secret Fan' was all because of her."

As she spoke, she turned to look at Fan Binbing and said earnestly in a low voice, "I just want to prove myself. Who does she think she is? She acted in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon and thinks she can live off it for the rest of her life, always acting all high and mighty."

"Honestly, is your boss angry with me because of this?"

Fan Binbing shook her head and laughed, "No, you're overthinking it."

Li Bingbing said, "That's good. I, Li Bingbing, can swear to God. I really didn't mean to make things difficult for him. If there's any misunderstanding, you have to help me explain. Or, when he returns to China, you can arrange for me to have a meal with him so we can clear things up in person."

Fan Bingbing smiled and said, "Okay, I'll talk to him about it and see if he has time."

"Little sister, you're so kind. I really won't compete with you anymore. Like this time on the red carpet, as soon as Su Mang mentioned it to me, I agreed. Really. There's no point in us sisters arguing; it just benefits outsiders for no reason. Don't you think so?"

……

……

At 8 p.m., the 9th Bazaar Charity Gala officially began.

The host for this episode is Ko Lan from Hong Kong.

After the appearance of an external enemy, the two Bingbings temporarily put aside their past grievances and reconciled, and the topic finally turned to this charity gala.

"Did you know that Wang Zongjun is here tonight too?"

"I don't know. Why?"

"Do you know why he's here?"

"what?"

He kissed Jackie Chen's ass.

"Huh?" Fan Bingbing glanced at the camera and covered her mouth with a laugh. "Really?"

Li Binbing also noticed the camera's position.

After all, tonight's banquet was being broadcast live on Sina Weibo's video livestream room. Every celebrity present was very careful about their demeanor, because if they accidentally exposed themselves or laughed inappropriately, there would be no way to salvage the situation.

"It's true. Cheng Long donated two things tonight. He's planning to win the bid to support Jacky Chen and also to boost his own reputation. After all, Huayi has recovered somewhat. He was humiliated by your boss before, so he definitely wants to get his revenge."

Fan Bingbing smiled and said, "It sounds like you're really not one of them."

Li Bingbing frowned and said, "I wasn't joking with you before. I only filmed this one movie with them, and I didn't sign any other contracts. I didn't even agree to his offer of 50 million to invest in my studio."

"why?"

"What do you think? We've finally made it out and established ourselves, do we really need to find ourselves a father figure? He likes to kiss other people's butts, but I don't have that fetish."

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

The commotion was quite loud and immediately caught the photographer's attention. She knew something was wrong and quickly raised the auction paddle in her hand.

The auctioneer on stage saw this and immediately announced loudly, "Alright, Ms. Fan Bingbing, you've bid 55 for this limited edition handbag from Dior! Any higher bids?"

Jing Tian, ​​who was sitting in the fourth row below the stage, was stunned.

How to do?
This was originally what she was going to film.

Being the first item in the entire event, and not being too expensive, will allow you to generate a little buzz right from the start. It leaves an impression on the viewers in the live stream, so spending a few hundred thousand to buy some fame is definitely worthwhile.

This was all arranged between her and the boss of her agency.

She just shouted up to 50, and I thought no one was going to compete with her anymore, but then another one popped up!
It wouldn't be a problem if it were anyone else, but coincidentally it's Fan Binbing!

When she thought of Fan Binbing, she also thought of one of her senior classmates and the carefree days she spent on campus.

She wondered what he would think of her if he knew her current situation. For a moment, Jing Tian felt bitter and sad, and even forgot to bid.

"Is there anyone offering a higher bid for the first time?"

"A second time? Is there going to be another one?"

"The third time. Congratulations to Ms. Fan Binbing for donating 55 yuan to the children in our community!"

This is, after all, a charity gala, not Sotheby's. Although the auctioneer was indeed invited by Bazaar from Sotheby's, the initial focus was not on pursuing high prices for these items.

After calling the number three times, and seeing that no one raised their paddle, the gavel fell.

Fan Binbing was also a little surprised, but she still smiled slightly, stood up gracefully, and walked to the stage amidst applause from the audience.

Staff quickly approached and led her to the center of the stage. The auctioneer greeted her with a smile and then handed her a microphone. Fan Binbing took the microphone, looked around the room, and said, "It's an honor to have won the first item of this auction, to do my part for the children..."

Down in the audience, Jing Tian'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's a few hundred thousand? You can call whatever you want tonight, up to a million."

"Okay." Jing Tian replied to the text message and put her phone in her bag.

Looking at the woman on stage, dressed in a red dress and radiant with joy, I don't know why, but I suddenly felt an urge to cry.

From the time she entered the school until now, she has been called "Little Fan Bingbing" by many people, but... does she still deserve that title now?
After Fan Binbing returned to her seat, Li Binbing couldn't stop laughing.

"Serves you right for holding up your sign randomly, buying a bag for 55, hahaha."

Fan Binbing laughed, "What's even funnier is that you don't know. Let me tell you, I actually donated a bag to auction tonight."

"Hahahaha." Li Bingbing couldn't stop laughing.

Lin Chi-ling, who was standing nearby, overheard this and laughed, "So Ms. Fan donated a bag. I'll definitely raise my paddle, but with so many film and television company bosses here tonight, they must all be eager to work with Ms. Fan. I doubt I'll get to bid on the bag."

Fan Bingbing forced a smile and said, "How could that be... What did you donate today?"

"The wedding dress that Chiling donated was designed by Mr. Tim Yip when she filmed 'Happiness Limited'. It has great sentimental value for Chiling, and I wonder which kind-hearted person will bid for it tonight. Chiling really wants to make a contribution to the children in the mountains."

In other words, they took some trash to film, and had already found a sucker to buy it, and probably even bought the press releases afterward.

clear.

As a seasoned shrew, Fan Bingbing instantly understood Lin Chi-ling's words.

Sure enough, during the subsequent auction, Lin Chi-ling's wedding dress was bought for 100 million yuan by a young man named Ji Xiaobo, the CEO of Tianxing International Financial Group.

Amidst applause, Lin Chi-ling took the microphone and expressed her gratitude.

Fan Bingbing smiled and turned her head to whisper, "How many times do you think they slept together?"

“Just once, only 100 million,” Li Binbing said.

I think it's more than that.

"why?"

"This woman is so slutty, if you're a guy and you spend a million, do you think you've gotten your money's worth if you don't fuck her a few more times?"

"Then I'll definitely open all three holes at once... You, you still have such a sharp tongue."

"Each each other."

The two Bingbings burst into laughter.

This scene was captured by a photographer nearby and simultaneously broadcast live on Sina Weibo.

The previously lifeless live stream room suddenly became filled with many comments.

"Wow, what are you talking about? Can I join in?!"

"So beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful! Both Bingbing are so beautiful!"

My wife asked me why I was drooling while looking at the computer.

"She's beautiful inside and out, so lovely."

"Don't you guys think Fan Binbing has changed a lot since she came back?"

"Have!"

"I have it too!"

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

"You have a better temperament now."

"9494."

"I really want to know what they're talking about. It seems like their relationship has really improved!"

Fan Binbing and Li Binbing laughed for a while, then Li Binbing asked again, "Speaking of which, what were your arrangements?"

"I didn't make any arrangements."

"Liar."

"Not really."

Li Bingbing exclaimed in surprise, "Really not? Why?"

Fan Binbing smiled and said, "Because my boss said that charity should not be fake."

……

That's what she said, but when Fan Bingbing saw her Chanel limited edition handbag, which was about to be sold for 17 yuan, her heart was in her throat.

"17 million for the first time!"

At this point, Fan Binbing even considered raising a sign herself.

Just recently, one of Zhang Ziyi's dresses sold for a high price of 156 million yuan after rounds of bidding.

At this moment, Fan Bingbing couldn't help but feel a little regretful, thinking that she shouldn't have listened to him.

What do you mean by not faking it?

Who wouldn't fake it in this kind of situation?

Zhang Ziyi has no one to help drive up the price of her dress; how can a dress that costs just over 100,000 yuan fetch over 1 million yuan at auction?

It's just that their methods are clever and they have enough face.

In the end, it turned out that several media company executives at the scene pooled their resources to drive up the price. Wang Changtian of Enlight Media, Yu Dong of Bona Film Group, Wang Zhongjun of Huayi Brothers, and even some TV drama production companies, such as Cai Yinong of Sugar Man and Zhong Junyan of H&R Century Pictures, all participated in the effort to jointly inflate the price.

Finally, it was acquired by Chen Weiming, chairman of Zhongbo Media, the company behind her new drama, for 138 million yuan, making it the highest-priced item in the celebrity auction that night.

It was truly a magnificent sight.

And what about her?
What if she only paid 17 for this bag?
That's one-tenth of the price! That's incredibly embarrassing!

Dead man, stinky man!
Not only did they not come to the scene, but they also only cared about themselves and ignored me!
Fan Binbing could even imagine what people online would say at that time.

She'd be absolutely certain to make sarcastic remarks like, "Ten Fan Bingbings are not as good as one Zhang Ziyi," and she'd be willing to stake her life on it.

After all, among all the female celebrities in China, is she the one who attracts the most criticism? Among the fans of other female celebrities, how many of them actually find her, the one who posed the question "Is she as beautiful as Fan Binbing?", pleasing to the eye?
Fan Binbing sat on the sofa, her beauty still dazzling. The red dress still made her skin look as white as snow, like a delicate porcelain beauty.

However, her long, slender legs beneath her skirt were slightly pressed together, shifting back and forth, and her originally bright and beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing a hint of anxiety that she could not hide.

"17 million for the second time."

The auctioneer spoke for the second time.

Fan Binbing was about to raise her sign herself at this point.

However, a voice saved her.

"30!" a man's voice shouted.

They doubled the number in one go.

A small gasp rippled through the audience.

Fan Binbing turned around and saw a man with small eyes and a small nose smiling at her from a distance on the sofa about five or six rows away, nodding politely at her from afar.

Wu Jing.

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

The auctioneer, who had been speaking calmly, suddenly raised his voice, "30! Bidder number 191 has bid 30! Is there any other kind-hearted person willing to raise the bid?"

"First time... Okay! Number 39 bids 35!"

Number 39?
Who is number 39?
Fan Binbing was completely bewildered when another new number suddenly appeared.

"Number 222, kind-hearted person number 222 is now holding up a placard for 40!"

Another number 222?
Immediately following, a fierce bidding war broke out between bidders No. 39 and No. 222, with prices soaring like rockets!
"Number 39, 50!"

"Number 222, 60!"

"Number 39, 70!"

"Number 222, okay, Number 222 is asking for 90!"

"One million! Number 39 is asking for one million!"

At this moment, the atmosphere in the arena became heated as bidders number 39 and 222 fiercely competed for the bids. The whispers in the audience turned into waves of exclamations, the spectators in the stands craned their necks, and even the celebrities in the inner circle couldn't help but turn their heads to look in the direction of the bidding paddles, their eyes filled with curiosity and awe.

The auctioneer spoke at breakneck speed, each bid like a lit fuse, making the atmosphere in the hall increasingly heated.

"Number 222 is not to be outdone, 120 million! Number 222 has bid 120 million!"

"Number 39, 150 million! The kind-hearted person at number 39 directly shouted out 150 million!"

"Wow!"

The venue instantly erupted in cheers and murmurs from the audience.

"150 million! That's outrageous!"

"Is this a handbag or a treasure map?"

"No wonder it's Fan Binbing's stuff, she's gone mad!"

The gazes of the celebrities inside the venue became complex, containing envy, surprise, and a hint of something deeper.

The auctioneer had finally found his rhythm. He slammed his gavel down, trying to make his voice cut through the noise: "150 million for the first time! Any higher bids?"

"the second time!"

Fan Binbing was completely dumbfounded at this point.

He knew Wu Jing.

But then she saw that the people sitting in the back rows of sofas, numbers 39 and 222, were business people, not entertainment stars.

However, even though the auction was already in its second half, neither bids for 39 nor 222 had been made.

So, all for her sake, this broken-down bag?

No, it's not a broken-walled bag either.

The bag is still quite cute. It's pink and red, and it is indeed a limited edition bag from many years ago, with only 1999 pieces made worldwide. She bought it for around 15 yuan back then.

However?
Would these big men like her bag?
Could it be that he wants to take this opportunity to get to know the two of them and do something with them?

Wow, 150 million! That's ten times the price of her buyer's clothes, only 20 less than Zhang Ziyi's dress. That's definitely giving her a lot of face. So, if they ask her to drink a glass of wine later, will she drink it or not?

Fan Binbing is troubled.

But the next second, her worries were gone.

Because just as the auctioneer was calling out the numbers, a new number suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

一身西装革履的中年拍卖师这个时候有点激动破音的大声道：“788号，又有一个新的善心人士出价了，788……200万！200万！！788号直接出价200万！”

200 million!
When the auctioneer mentioned the number, many spectators in the stands stood up and stood on tiptoe, trying to see who number 788 was.

Not only was Fan Binbing stunned, but even the usually composed Zhou Xun couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and whisper to Lin Chi-ling beside her, "Isn't this a bit too exaggerated?"

Lin Chi-ling covered her mouth, her face full of surprise, and could only nod repeatedly.

The auctioneer waved his gavel excitedly, shouting, "Two million! Bid number 788 has bid two million! Any higher bids?!"

The number of chats in Sina's live broadcast room also surged instantly.

"Two million! This bag is insane!"

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

"Fan Binbing's influence is absolutely amazing!"

"What will Zhang Ziyi do now? How will she step down?"

"Damn, there are so many rich people in China! A bag costs 200 million!"

"Fan Binbing's reputation is worth that much!"

"As expected of Fan Bingbing! The Queen has returned!!! Bloodshed and chaos!"

After the auctioneer excitedly called out the price, he came to his senses a little.

What the hell? This isn't Sotheby's!
If this were Sotheby's, he would definitely keep trying. Those guys raising their paddles were obviously rich and powerful, not short of money. Otherwise, if he didn't get them into a fight in a few words, his 20-year career would have been for nothing.

But this is a charity gala!
Before he went on stage, the organizers had given instructions that the auction should be conducted in a peaceful and moderate manner, and that people should not deliberately stir up trouble. The goal was for everyone to be peaceful and joyful, not to conduct charity in a tense atmosphere.

Therefore, even in the eyes of an auctioneer like him, bidding 200 million for a 2013 Chanel 2.55 handbag in pearl pink, which is worth about 20 on the second-hand market, is not appropriate to go any higher.

Seeing that the two people with paddle number 222 were discussing it and it seemed like they were going to continue, he decided not to wait any longer and brought down the gavel, saying, "Sold for 200! Thank you to the kind person with paddle number 788. Please come up on stage to receive our charity certificate! And please, auctioneer, come up on stage to present the certificate to our kind person."

Fan Binbing stood up and walked towards the stage with a smile, but in her heart she was thinking that maybe she should just hand over the 200 million herself later. She wouldn't drink any alcohol or anything like that. After all, she's a mother now; what kind of behavior would that be?

At this moment, she hadn't considered any other possibilities.

In her mind, is it possible that someone would spend 200 million on a handbag without having some ulterior motive?
This is the entertainment industry, not some utopia from a fairy tale.

She didn't recognize any of the people behind numbers 39, 222, and 788, and she was certain they weren't planted by Huanxin Company.

Especially this number 788, which suddenly appeared at the last minute, is a monster that suddenly appeared out of nowhere and raised the price by 50. Moreover, it had never appeared before.

No matter how you look at it, he's unlikely to be a good person.

Fan Binbing walked gracefully onto the stage in high heels.

She subtly adjusted her expression, a polite smile playing on her lips, but her eyes held a hint of wariness.

Just then, a middle-aged man in a suit walked onto the stage from the other side, with an upright posture and steady steps.

He was wearing a custom-made dark blue suit, his tie was impeccable, and he had a gentle smile on his face. He walked up to Fan Bingbing, politely extended his hand, and gently shook her hand. His voice was steady: "Ms. Fan, hello. It is an honor to participate in this charity event."

Fan Bingbing was slightly taken aback, politely shook hands, and nodded, but in her mind she was quickly sizing him up.

This didn't match her original expectations; this person... definitely wasn't the real deal.

Who is behind him?

Fan Bingbing was still pondering when she saw the man take the microphone from the auctioneer, face the audience, and simply say, "Hello everyone, I am Li Yaoming from Huawei in Shenzhen. Huawei is very honored to be able to contribute to charity today, and we thank Ms. Fan for providing such a meaningful opportunity. Thank you all."

……

……

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

Li Binbing said, "They must have come specifically to support you."

Fan Bingbing snapped out of her daze, smiled, and said, "It wasn't me. It has nothing to do with me."

Lin Chi-ling chimed in from the side, "Huawei, isn't that the same phone manufacturer Mr. Chen Nuo used at the Oscars? Good deeds really do pay off. Ms. Fan, you were truly the envy of everyone tonight."

Ha ha.

Fan Binbing forced a smile but didn't reply.

She was feeling very conflicted and didn't want to deal with this Taiwanese beauty anymore.

"What are you thinking about?" Li Bingbing whispered in her ear, "Do you feel like you've chosen the right boss?"

I've chosen the right man!

Fan Binbing thought to herself, but smiled slightly and said, "It's alright."

Li Bingbing licked her lips and said, "Do you want to know who number 39 and number 222 are? I already asked them."

"who is it?"

"Promise me you'll find a chance to ask around and see if anyone wants to invest in my studio, and I'll tell you. It's free, I'll give you shares."

Fan Binbing smiled, looked at her old rival Li Binbing, and had a serious expression on her face.

I suddenly remembered when he offered to pay her 2000 million yuan penalty for breach of contract on the plane... Ah, it's so good that I didn't refuse back then.

"Go ahead and ask, I'll help you."

"39 is Sina, 222... is Hengdian Group."

Fan Binbing paused for a moment, nodded slightly, and smiled somewhat helplessly.

Well, I was wrong all along.

No wonder he said there was no need to make arrangements; he probably really didn't.

But what's the difference between not arranging and arranging?
Hmph, you stinky man! You made me worry for nothing. Just wait until we meet, and I'll show you what I'm made of!
……

The auction continues.

One collectible after another was brought to the stage, and soon her record of 200 million was broken.

Yao Chen snagged a rose ring from the Four Seasons collection for 210 million yuan, instantly stealing the spotlight.

Subsequently, a colorless glass-type jadeite pendant donated by a jadeite company was acquired by the CEO of a cosmetics company for 300 million yuan.

Later, a painting by Huang Yongyu, "Lotus Pond in a Dream," was auctioned for over 530 million yuan, becoming the highest-priced painting of the night.

The person who took the photo is Tian Hairong, an actress who has been out of the entertainment industry for a long time.

Aside from that, Zhang Lan's purchase of the Chow Tai Fook "Dragon Ball" ring for 100 million yuan is not particularly noteworthy.

Soon, the auction reached its final stage.

Jackie Chen's custom Rolex watch was acquired by Wang Zongjun, president of Huayi Brothers, for 550 million yuan.

Wang Zongjun stood on the stage with a microphone in hand, beaming with pride, and said, "It is an honor to have won the bid for Jackie Chan's precious watch! Although 550 million is a lot of money, it is really worthwhile to contribute to charity! I hope that these donations can help more people in need, and I also hope that we can continue to spread love and make this world a better place!"

The audience erupted in applause. Wang Zongjun waved to the audience with a satisfied smile on his face, and then walked off the stage under the guidance of the staff.

Fan Binbing maintained a smile and clapped along with Li Binbing.

"Stupid."

"Bitch."

"May they die a horrible death."

"Son of a bitch."

"Son of a bitch."

"Just like his brother, they're both scum."

As the camera panned across the screen, viewers in the live stream chat flooded the comments section again.

"Look, look! The two of them are chatting."

"Is there anyone who understands lip reading? Please analyze what it's saying."

"That's hilarious, are those two really that close?"

"What could those two traitors from Huayi have to say? They're definitely cursing Wang Zongjun."

"Bullshit, they're obviously talking about something else. How could two beautiful women be swearing together!"

After the applause, Ke Lan started narrating on stage again, because there was only one item left to bid on.

The audience was already buzzing with discussion.

Because some people know, and some people don't.

Surprisingly, there was another item up for auction after Jackie Chen's watch.

When Ke Lan announced the auction with a big smile, many people were surprised to hear the name of the auctioneer.

The fact that the organizers placed this item as the last item to be auctioned that night indicates that they considered it to be more valuable than Jackie Chan's watch.

However, the Rolex watch specially customized for Cheng Long is one of a kind in the world and may be worth over a million dollars.

What will Chen Nuo bring out this time?
Could it be one of the trophies he won?

Or are you referring to some other luxury item?

Whether it was the audience at the scene or the viewers in the live broadcast room, including all the celebrities in the room, everyone was staring intently at the cloth-covered auction item display stand on the stage.

Ke Lan stood on the stage, her smile mysterious and slightly mischievous. She clapped her hands lightly to quiet everyone down, then said in a cheerful and expectant tone, "I know everyone must be very curious about what the last item is. Trust me, this item will definitely surprise you!"

She paused, deliberately drawing out her words, then turned to the auctioneer, gesturing with her eyes: "Why don't we ask the auctioneer to reveal the answer for us?"

The auctioneer took the microphone, a slight smile on his face. He slowly approached the display stand, gently grasped a corner of the veil, but didn't rush to remove it. Instead, he turned to the audience, his voice loud and infectious: "Distinguished guests, friends in the live broadcast room, are you ready? The next item is arguably the most unique and story-filled piece of the evening! It's not jewelry, nor is it a work of art, but its value will absolutely exceed your imagination!"

The murmurs from the audience grew even louder, with someone in the stands whispering, "Not jewelry? Then what could it be?"

"Chen Nuo's things are definitely extraordinary!"

Inside, the celebrities were also whispering among themselves.

Li Binbing, holding Fan Binbing's hand, complained, "This person is just as mysterious as you! Tell me quickly, what is it?"

"Haha, I won't tell you."

"Are you sure you can beat Wang Zongjun at the top of the bidding?"

"100%!"

"In your previous interview, you said that if you couldn't get 10, you would buy it back."

"Hey, my boss is crazy sometimes!"

The live stream chat exploded with comments scrolling rapidly: "A trophy? Or an autographed photo?" "I want everything from Chen Nuo!" "Reveal it already, I'm so impatient!"

Seeing that the atmosphere had been built to its peak, the auctioneer finally waved his hand and abruptly lifted the cover.

A piece of paper was prominently displayed on the display stand.

From the scene to the live broadcast room, all the viewers were stunned.

"What?! What is that?!"

"Signature?"

"You think you can get over 500 million for just this piece of paper? Dream on!"

"I knew it! You bunch of idiots! Chen Nuo has made so much money, have you ever seen him donate a single penny?"

"This is so insincere. No matter what this piece of paper is, even if you wrote 100 Chen Nuo's names on it, it's definitely not worth 500 million! Anyone who says it is is brain-dead!"

"Chen Nuo's impression score -1".

"Haha, don't worry, even if it's toilet paper he used to wipe his butt, those shills at the scene will help him get it for over 500 million. Don't worry. Fan Bingbing's secondhand bag can fetch 200 million, there are plenty of people who want to kiss his butt."

"Honestly, I kind of hate these kinds of auctions that are purely based on personal connections. What's the point? They don't contribute anything themselves, they just rely on face!"

"Hahahaha, Chen Nuo has finally shown his true colors! He's the kind of coward who hides in the back and tells others to charge ahead! He's making a fortune in Cannes, he doesn't care about charity at all!"

"Those who rely on foreign powers will inevitably suffer the consequences!"

Immediately, viewers in the live stream who felt cheated started spamming comments.

The fans sat in front of their computer screens, wanting to say something in their defense, but they didn't know what to say.

Although it's all money, Jackie Chan donated watches worth millions.

It's really unreasonable for you to present a blank sheet of paper.
Not only the viewers in the live stream, but Wang Zongjun also secretly breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

However, he soon began to look forward to it.

If this piece of paper can sell for 500 million today, the media will have plenty to write about tomorrow.

Haha.

That's outrageous! Is issuing a piece of paper what you call charity? Zong Lei can just hire some online trolls to stir things up and make a big deal out of it.

He'd even come up with a title: "To be stingy with every penny for the benefit of the world? Is that acceptable?"

Mr. Wang, who is well-versed in classical Chinese literature and has a high level of cultural knowledge, couldn't help but smile.

In the first row, Li Binbing, Lin Chiling, and Zhou Xun all turned around and asked incredulously.

"Bingbing, what is this?"

"Ms. Fan, Zhiling is really curious."

"It can't really be just a piece of paper, can it? You guys are going a bit too far, sis."

Fan Bingbing pouted and shook her head, saying, "Don't worry, it'll be revealed soon."

Sotheby's auctioneers are undoubtedly masters at manipulating people's emotions and creating a buzz.

After removing his veil, he deliberately waited a while, and then, judging from the atmosphere in the room, he figured it was about time.

He gestured for the staff to dim the lights, then pointed to the giant screen behind him, his voice tinged with mystery: "Don't jump to conclusions yet, this piece of paper is no ordinary paper! Now, let's invite Mr. Chen Nuo himself to reveal its true value to everyone!"

The lights suddenly dimmed, and the entire venue fell silent.

Holy crap, there's a video message? Chen Nuo even recorded a video message?

At this point, even a fool would know something was amiss.

But what is this thing?

Everyone still doesn't understand.

The large screen lit up, and a pre-recorded video began to play.

On the screen, Chen Nuo sat on a simple gray sofa, wearing a white shirt and jeans.

He said, “Hello everyone, I am Chen Nuo. It is an honor to participate in the Bazaar Charity Night tonight. Because I am unable to attend the event in person this time, in order to make up for this regret in the future, the item I am offering for auction this time is a blank contract.”

The whole place was in an uproar.

The live stream chat exploded again:

"What the hell?"

"what?"

"!"

"Fuck me!"

"Contract? What contract?"
Chen Nuo paused on the screen, then continued, "The significance of this blank contract is that whoever wins the contract will have to personally make a cameo appearance in their production. It can be a movie or a TV series, and the person who wins the contract will decide the role and the time. I'm available whenever I'm free!"

"But it's limited to cameo appearances only!"

"This is my way of contributing to charity, and I hope to raise more funds for the children through this hands-on approach. Thank you everyone!"

After saying that, he waved at the screen and said, "Goodbye."

He held the position for two seconds, seemingly assuming the DV camera was off, then slumped onto the sofa, changed his expression, and said lazily, "Fan Bingbing, you gave me this idea. If we don't get 10 yuan for it, you're the one who has to buy it. You hear me!"

A female voice off-screen replied, "10 yuan... that should be no problem."

Chen Nuo looked incredulous: "Really?"

The woman's voice said, "Really."

At that moment, he suddenly straightened up and looked directly at the camera once again, his pure and flawless eyes seeming to be looking at everyone in the room.

He smiled and said, "Now, let the auction begin!"

Ps:

11000 words, here it is. Please correct any typos or other errors. I'm exhausted.

(End of this chapter)