Chapter 1149

Tonight's dinner is divided into two parts. The first part is naturally the theme of the banquet - the lamb chops from New Zealand are transformed into more than a dozen delicious dishes and served on the table through the hands of the chef, for the dignitaries present to taste.

The hornless Dorset sheep from a private ranch in Queenstown, New Zealand is native to Australia and New Zealand and is one of the best breeds of meat sheep in the world.

This kind of sheep has no horns, both male and female, with thick and short neck, long body, wide and deep chest, straight back and waist, barrel-shaped body, thick and short limbs, well-developed hindquarters, and white hair all over the body. The lamb that is fed and matured in a specific climate has the most delicious meat. The lamb chops cut in French can burst out the most delicious juice even with the simplest frying, especially slaughtered locally, using the Maori method The marinated lamb chops are different from the grilled lamb chops in ordinary restaurants. It is like the heavenly beauty of Queenstown, and every bite is blooming in the mouth.

All the guests praised the main course of tonight's banquet. As a signboard erected by Mrs. Zipperton, George Clooney also gave a speech before the banquet. The content was nothing more than bragging for Mrs. Zipperton and the donkey party. I don't have any intentions, but everyone is trying to save face, and the applause is endless, which is comparable to the Oscars.

During the dinner, Yang Cheng chatted with George Clooney, but it was the most famous playboy in Hollywood who took the initiative to talk, "Jason, I heard that you bought a property on the shore of Lake Como?"

Yang Cheng was taken aback, then remembered that this guy seemed to live by Lake Como, nodded with a smile, "Yes, that was a gift from my fiancee, she likes the scenery of Lake Como very much, when the renovation is completed, we are going to Every year I spend some time on the shores of Lake Como."

George Clooney immediately issued an invitation, "You must come to my place as a guest. You know that I have lived there for the past few years. I dare say that the shores of Lake Como have the most beautiful scenery in the world. There is no one. Living there will make you feel happy. Your soul is baptized."

Yang Cheng thought, "We don't seem to know each other that well, right? As for selling like this? I won't buy a house from you."

With a smile on his face, he said relaxedly, "I will definitely go to your place if I have a chance. By the way, are you familiar with Mrs. Zipperton?"

After chatting for a few words, Yang Cheng began to test the clichés.

George Clooney seemed to have no intentions, and said frankly, "You misunderstood, Mrs. Zipperton and I are just good friends. When it comes to running for president, I am a loyal supporter of the Donkey Party, but who do you support? There seems to be no difference, Mrs. Zipperton is good, she shows the charm of women in the new era, but Sanders is not bad, at least I agree with what he said."

Sanders is Mrs. Zipperton's direct rival in the party.

Yang Cheng pretended to be surprised, "Oh? Has Sanders expressed any attitude recently?"

George Clooney finally had some scruples, glanced at Mrs. Zipperton's direction slightly, and found that the couple was busy taking pictures with people to make money, so he was relieved, leaned over and whispered, "Sanders' opinion on ZZ's donation I totally agree, it's dirty money."

Yang Cheng looked at George Clooney with an absurd expression, this guy must be out of his mind, you stand up and use it as a sign to make money, but in the end it turns out that the money is dirty, isn't it contradictory?

As if he understood Yang Cheng's expression, George Clooney simply held a chair and sat next to Yang Cheng, and further explained, "Don't be suspicious, at least until last Friday,

I don't think so yet. "

Yang Cheng began to wonder what happened to make George Clooney's attitude change drastically.

"Just last Friday, I hosted a fundraiser in San Diego for the Mrs. Lagerton Victory Fund, and a dinner ticket was $35,000 a ticket, not comparable to tonight's price, but still a good deal Fee's numbers.

At the time, Sanders supporters were protesting on the streets, calling us fundraisers 'bribes' and calling for a halt to the large amounts of cash flowing into election campaigns. "

After a pause, the playboy looked sincere, "I must say, they have the right to protest, and they are right to protest.

I stood up to raise money, not for one person, but for the entire Donkey Party to run for president. "

Yang Cheng didn't know what to say, could it be that he was boasting of his righteousness?

stop talking!

Clooney added, "To be honest, I don't like this kind of ZZ activity, I feel that no one likes it, not even the politicians, it's not interesting at all.

But it's all arranged, I can't say no, it's part of the Hollywood game, isn't it? "

What Yang Cheng could say, he could only nod in agreement, although from a certain angle, he admired Clooney's frankness.

"What are you talking about so happily?"

At this time, Huma, the shadow of Mrs. Zipperton, came slowly, sat beside Yang Cheng without hesitation, and asked with a glass of red wine.

Clooney's complexion changed, and he instantly turned into a veteran of flowers, showing the smile of thousands of women who are fascinated by thousands of women. "We chatted about the atmosphere tonight. It's really lively, much better than last week."

Huma didn't doubt it either, and agreed, "That's right, today's tone is great, maybe the goal will be achieved more easily."

Clooney raised his glass to signal, "I wish us success, cheers~"

Huma smiled, "cheers~"

Yang Cheng was caught in the middle without any reaction. Yang Cheng admired these two masters who had honed their acting skills to the core. Compared with their sophistication, the expressionless Yang Cheng looked like a fledgling rookie , can't adapt well to this kind of hypocrisy.

However, if other people really think so, then they are very wrong. Under that expressionless poker face, Yang Cheng is probably planning to make a fool of herself.

After the banquet, the guests moved to the small banquet hall next to it, which has been set up as an auction venue. There are all kinds of food, drinks and desserts on both sides. Guests who want to use it are welcome to use it.

Yang Cheng followed the crowd into the venue. Of course, he didn't forget to get the number plate. He still didn't forget that Huma asked him to be a trustee.

After finding a place to sit down, Yang Cheng took out the auction brochure from his pocket and looked through it. It introduced most of the items in tonight's auction. The value is not high, about 50,000-200,000 US dollars The interval, the total number is dozens of pieces. If all of them are sold, even if the premium is not considered, there will be millions of dollars in income. It is estimated that half of the fundraising goal for tonight will be completed.

Of course, the opening and finale of the two heavyweight lots only had a shadow printed on the brochure, and the introduction was even a few strokes. Yang Cheng only knew that the shape of the opening lot he was in charge of was very complicated. Judging from the silhouette, it seemed to be a mask or sculpture.

But he didn't waste his brain cells trying to guess, anyway, the mystery will be revealed soon.

Not long after most of the guests were seated, the master of ceremonies of tonight's auction came out and announced that the auction was about to begin, please take your seats as soon as possible. Brainwashed, really speechless.

As the hostesses pushed a trolley onto the stage, the screen dimmed, the venue gradually became quiet, and the auction officially began.

Yang Cheng noticed that the trolley covered with red velvet was very three-dimensional, about 30 centimeters in height, and looked like a sculpture or porcelain from country Z, 'Could it be a cultural relic from country Z? ’ Yang Cheng thought of Huma’s meaningful expression when he told him before, it was very strange, and he couldn’t help guessing secretly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to today's private auction. I am Brown, the auctioneer tonight. I am very happy to serve the distinguished guests here." The auctioneer is wearing white gloves and a tuxedo. He is about 50 years old. He looks radiant, and his hearty voice can spread throughout the hall even without a microphone.

Yang Cheng sat in the front row with his legs crossed, all his attention was on the lot on the trolley, what exactly was it?

It wasn't until the auctioneer named Brown finished a bunch of nonsense and began to introduce the auction items that he turned his attention to the projection screen.

"Okay, without further ado, let's unveil the first lot."

As the auctioneer's voice fell, the hostess perfectly matched the rhythm, and lifted the red hijab to reveal the dignity of the lot.

At that moment, Yang Cheng's eyes keenly caught the face of the statue. Damn it, why is it so similar to Pharaoh Tutankhamun?

Yang Cheng didn't know what the other people were feeling, but he was terrified. Surprise was not enough to describe the surprise in his heart. He was shocked three times, four times, and five times. When he thought of Huma's weird expression, Yang Cheng felt The hairs on his body stood up.

On the stage, Brown's voice came like a flood, "As the highlight of tonight's opening, I hope this sculpture from mysterious Egypt will not disappoint everyone.

This head of the god Amon is made of brown quartzite and has more than 90% of the characteristics of Pharaoh Tutankhamun.

According to the information I got, this head is likely to be the decoration of the Karnak Temple in Egypt. According to expert analysis, this head should be part of a sitting statue with a height of 28.5 cm and a history of at least 3,000 years. . "

After a pause, Brown seductively said in a mysterious tone, "If I have money, I will definitely take a picture of it, maybe I will also be inherited by the pharaoh's power?"

The guests laughed loudly, and this joke hit the laughing point of the old beauties.

In the audience, Yang Cheng was the only one who couldn't laugh, and kept muttering in her heart, "It's so similar, it's so similar, the slightly drooping corners of the mouth, the slanted eyes, the deep depression between the eyebrows and the eyes, it's almost like Tutanka Mon is exactly the same."

He may be the person who knows Pharaoh Tutankhamun best among the people present, and his magical appearance has long been deeply imprinted in his mind, so he is absolutely impossible to miss it. I am afraid that this head portrait is not that simple!

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