In the not-so-long wait, all the guests settled in and the auction officially began.
As the hostess, dressed in a red floral cheongsam and heels, stepped onto the stage, the audience erupted in applause like thunder.
Some guests in the first-floor lobby even stood up, shouting wildly and waving their arms, appearing extremely enthusiastic.
Sun Zhe, in a certain box on the second floor, looked closely and couldn't help but widen his eyes, feeling incredulous.
Because the hostess on stage, who exuded sensuality, elegance, nobility, and skill, was none other than the boss of Hongbao Auction House—Jiang Yushu!
"Does it look good, you little rascal?"
Zhu Yan sidled up next to Sun Zhe, with a hint of jealousy in her tone.
Sun Zhe touched his nose, smiling as he said, "I didn't expect Sister Yushu to personally come on stage as the chief auction host. It seems she also values this auction highly."
"..."
There was no flashy opening.
