Chapter 149 Auction

The piano competition was over, and the ten commentators voted Song Yan as the champion of the competition. The other nine contestants were also very convinced because they were all conquered by Song Yan's two pieces.

The organizers presented awards to ten contestants on the spot.

As the first place, Song Yan won a prize of 500,000 yuan, which was awarded by Ma Jingchu, chairman of the Piano Association.

Just after returning to the backstage, Song Yan was about to talk to Song Xuexia, but unexpectedly, he was entangled by a group of reporters again, so he had to signal them to go first.

After finally getting rid of the reporter's entanglement and walking out of the gym, a voice came from behind.

"Mr. Song, please stay."

Song Yan looked back and saw Fu Qingfeng in formal clothes walking towards him with a smile on his face.

"It turned out to be Mr. Fu." Song Yan stopped.

"Mr. Song is really versatile, and you play the piano really well."

"Award."

Song Yan replied indifferently, he believed that Fu Qingfeng's call to stop him was definitely not to praise him for playing the piano well, so he was waiting for Fu Qingfeng to clarify his intention.

Fu Qingfeng took out a golden invitation card from his arms and offered it with both hands: "At 8 o'clock tomorrow night, there will be a special auction in Hongye Villa. This is an invitation card. If you are free, you may come and take a look."

"Okay." Song Yan nodded and took the invitation: "I will be there on time."

"You know that trash Fu Qingfeng?" After Fu Qingfeng left, Shi Xiaoyue came over.

Song Yan looked at Shi Xiaoyue with some confusion, wondering why she called Fu Qingfeng a waste.

Shi Xiaoyue continued: "Am I wrong, I'm only 30 years old before the middle stage of the day after tomorrow, what is it if it's not a waste? It's far worse than you!"

Song Yan smiled, everyone has a kind of judgment in their hearts, so instead of arguing with her, he said: "Let's go, let's go to the traffic police brigade, by the way, will I be detained in my situation?"

"You are a young hero, how dare I detain you, you don't need to go to the traffic police brigade, but you still have to pay the ticket!" While speaking, Shi Xiaoyue handed him a ticket and motioned him to sign it.

"Still signing the back?" Song Yan asked with a smile.

Shi Xiaoyue glared at him angrily: "What do you think?"

"Swipe!"

Song Yan wrote his name on the ticket signature.

After taking the ticket, Shi Xiaoyue looked at Song Yan and said, "Although I admire you, but next time you are caught speeding or driving without a license, I will never be merciful, so I suggest you get a driver's license. Fifteen days in detention for driving without a license."

"Well, thanks for the reminder, I will."

Watching Shi Xiaoyue leave, Song Yan called Zhang Ziran and asked him to drive to the gym.

After a while, Zhang Ziran arrived in a taxi and took him to school.

"By the way, there is an auction at Hongye Villa in the evening, do you want to go?" Song Yan asked Zhang Ziran.

"Boss, how do you know that there is an auction in Hongye Villa?" Zhang Ziran stared at Song Yan in surprise.

Song Yan took out the invitation card and shook it in front of Zhang Ziran.

Seeing this golden invitation, Zhang Naturally looked slightly stunned, and immediately grabbed it and looked over it.

Immediately, he exclaimed: "Wow, boss, where did you get this golden invitation card! My father can't even get an ordinary invitation card, and you actually got a golden invitation card, it's too awesome. It's gone!"

"Fu Qingfeng gave it to me." Song Yan said lightly.

"Old... Boss, what did you say?" Hearing Fu Qingfeng's name, Zhang Naturally showed an extremely shocked expression.

"I said, this invitation was given to me by Fu Qingfeng!"

"God! Boss, Fu Qingfeng actually sent you an invitation in person?" Zhang Ziran's eyes were round and full of disbelief.

"Isn't it just an invitation? Make a fuss!" Song Yan said angrily.

Zhang Ziran was so excited by Song Yan's understatement that he almost jumped up: "It's not just... an invitation card! Boss, I really convinced you! Boss, do you know who Fu Qingfeng is? Do you know what the golden invitation card represents? ?"

Without waiting for Song Yan to speak, Zhang Naturally continued: "Fu Qingfeng is the eldest son of the Fu family, the founder of the Red Leaf Villa, and the Fu family is a super family similar to the Nangong family. Even the mayor and city officials, I am afraid They are not qualified to let Master Fu send the invitation in person.

In this auction, most of the items were provided by the Fu family. I heard that there are many treasures, and countless dignitaries want to sharpen their heads to participate in this auction. However, I heard that there are only 100 places in this auction.

In addition, the invitations were divided into three classes. In order to get the lowest-level red invitation, my father offered a sky-high price of 50 million, but no one sold it, and the silver invitation was one level higher than the red invitation.

It is said that the mayor and senior city officials received silver invitations.

Finally, there is this golden invitation card. It is said that there are only three. If you want to sell this golden invitation card, even if you ask for 500 million, someone will buy it. Boss, now you dare to say that this is just an invitation card? "

Song Yan was also a little surprised after listening to Zhang Ziran's speech. He didn't expect that there would be so many twists and turns in a small invitation.

"Boss, can I ask you one thing?" Suddenly, Zhang Naturally said hesitantly.

"Let it go if you fart."

"This golden invitation can bring two people, can you bring my dad too?" Zhang Naturally said a little nervously.

"Row."

"Thank you, boss." Zhang Naturally moved.

"Okay, don't be provocative, isn't it just an auction? Does it need to be like this!"

"Boss, you're here again, it seems that I have to explain to you why everyone wants to sharpen their heads and drill into the auction!"

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After school, Song Yan and Song Xue returned to the uncle's house together.

The aunt had already prepared a table of dishes, and there was a bottle of champagne on the table.

At 7:20, Zhang Ziran and his son drove to the outside of the uncle's community.

After receiving the call, Song Yan said goodbye to his uncle's family and went downstairs.

"Boss, here!"

Zhang Ziran is waving to him excitedly and shouting, and standing next to him is a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing. Judging from the somewhat similar appearance of the two, this middle-aged man should be Zhang Tianyang, Zhang Ziran's father.

After Zhang Tianran returned home today and told Zhang Tianyang that Song Yan had obtained the golden invitation, the other party was shocked at first, and then in disbelief.

But his son would definitely not deceive him in this regard, which made him realize that his son's classmate Song Yan must have an extraordinary background. At the same time, he also realized that this was an opportunity, so he urged his son to make sure Have a good relationship with Song Yan.

Seeing Song Yan this time, Zhang Tianyang nodded secretly. Although his face was a little immature, he had an extraordinary bearing, especially those eyes, which were black and white, revealing a strong confidence.

So, he took the initiative to meet him and said enthusiastically, "Hello, Yan, I'm Zhang Tianyang, the father of that stinky boy of Zhang Ziran."

"Hello, Uncle Zhang." Song Yan responded with a smile.

After a few chats, the three got into Zhang Tianyang's multi-million-dollar Mercedes-Benz and drove towards Hongye Villa.

Twenty minutes later, the car came to Hongye Villa.

After showing the golden invitation, the security guard's expression suddenly became solemn, and two security guards ran to guide the car to the location where the auction was held.

The auction was held in an auditorium within the villa.

At this moment, Fu Qingfeng was standing in front of the auditorium. When he saw Song Yan getting out of the car, he couldn't help but quickly walked up to him. Zhang Tianyang's expression suddenly became very solemn when he saw it. No. 1 and No. 2 don't have this face.