One Thousand Nine Hundred and Thirty-Three Chapters Throw Money, There Must Be a Bloody Disaster
Susan looked at the man and woman who hurried away, and suddenly laughed softly: "I just felt that they would be unlucky recently, and it seems a little serious now."
Selena glanced at Luke.
Luke acted as if nothing had happened: other people stand up too quickly and tear their skirts, what does it have to do with me.
Claire was very interested: "Then how bad will they be?"
Susan pondered, as if deducing something, and then whispered after a while: "It shouldn't die."
Claire was startled: "So unlucky?"
Susan was also a little unsure: "Look at them. If you don't restrain yourself, you will have to go to the hospital."
Selena's eyes glanced at Luke again.
Luke looked at her and blinked. This meant that she had time to speak slowly, so she stopped thinking about it.
Unexpectedly, within ten minutes, that Sasha and her male companion came back.
She did not know where to find a set of skirts to put on, which solved the problem of back exposure.
After sitting down, she glared at Claire with rather hateful eyes.
Claire didn't look at her at all, and chatted with Selena and Susan on her own.
Saxia originally wanted to say something, but the last two people at the table arrived, and the party officially started.
She wasn't crazy, and of course she didn't dare to disrupt the flow of the party, so she could only hold back her anger.
There is nothing new about the party.
Except for these (rich) radiant female stars here, it is not much different from other parties.
The host is a Los Angeles celebrity and a first-line female movie star.
The purpose of the fundraising was to help the disaster-stricken residents of San Francisco. The two stepped down and a professional auctioneer came on stage to start the auction.
The simple and efficient process made Luke feel good, but it would be annoying if he did too many inexplicable things.
After more than ten minutes, his thoughts changed.
The debut commemorative record autographed by the star, the famous jewelry and special props in a certain film are reasonable.
Dinner invitations from beautiful or handsome stars, and VIP concert tickets are a bit of a "mourning hall cereal", but they can barely make sense.
Later, there appeared a narrow "drama" worn by a big-name female star in a well-known movie, and it was specially marked "uncleaned", which was outrageous.
He couldn't help but ask Claire in a low voice, "What did you send to the auction?"
Claire found that he was staring at the "drama costume" on the stage, and couldn't help rolling his eyes: "What are you thinking? It's a hardcover compilation of my Christmas songs, number 001, with autographs and designated blessings."
Luke was relieved: Claire is still the good boy.
The party is private, so most people don't overpay.
Some things are simply donated by the owner and then bought back, and the auction speed is very fast.
After all, after the auction, there is still a small performance to be performed.
Many celebrities present will perform on the show, and the proceeds from the production and sale will also be donated to the victims of the disaster in San Francisco.
Claire's auction items and status are not high, so she was placed in the front.
But embarrassingly, only two people raised their hands, and the price was only $1,100 (the starting bid was 1,000, and the minimum increase was 100).
Claire was so depressed that she secretly scolded the people here for being old-fashioned.
This record has a special treatment with a designated blessing, and it is not uncommon to get a few thousand dollars to buy it from a true love fan.
Luke felt her emotions and was a little funny, but he was still ready to raise his hand.
Not only give his sister a step, but also help the victims of San Francisco, why not do it.
Suddenly Saxia, who was at the same table, raised his hand, and the auctioneer immediately called out the price of 1,200 yuan.
Sasha turned to look at Claire, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Wait for the blessing for me, you have to write it well."
Claire's expression changed, and she didn't want to write any words of blessing for this brain-deficient woman.
And this guy might even take the opportunity to make a fuss, which would be even more disgusting.
She immediately wanted to raise her hand, but Luke had already raised his hand one step ahead and reported a number: "12000."
Sasha raised her hand like a conditioned reflex.
Auctioneer: "12100, wow, it seems that this album by Ms. p!nk (Claire's stage name) is really popular."
Saying so, he was secretly scolding Sasha for being insane.
He is not blind.
Luke is obviously with Claire, and asking a high price is a support party, and the default rule is this.
Sa Xia immediately raised her hand, this is not obvious to cause trouble?
Sasha raised his hand to react, and Luke directly doubled the price.
She didn't feel bad about the ten thousand yuan, but everyone present about Claire's intentions probably understood.
Luke didn't bother to look at her, so he raised his hand again: "120,000."
He has the initiative in this matter - having money is the biggest initiative.
Saxia hesitated, 120,000 is not a small amount.
It's okay to let her go shopping for 120,000 yuan, but she can do charity... Isn't it just feeding those poor dogs for nothing!
But she found that among the four people over there, only Susan, an outsider, cast a strange look, she was still a little unwilling, and raised her hand again.
The auctioneer kept smiling: "$120,100, which is an amazing price, is Ms. Shasha's "eager" support for this charity gala..."
When he said the word eager, his tone increased.
A lot of people in the entertainment industry below immediately heard that this was a reminder to Sha Xia not to make trouble for this charity fundraising.
The fundraising itself doesn't care about the 108,000 donations, it's mainly for everyone's reputation.
Really rich, many people here donate millions easily, where can it be Saxia's turn to pretend to be a third-rate singer.
Saxia heard it too. She wasn't really stupid, but just now she didn't know why she suddenly looked at Claire and Luke opposite her.
Luke raised his hand again: "1.2 million."
Buzz!
Mosquito-like low-pitched conversations immediately resounded in the hall, and almost everyone whispered, knowing that Sasha had met a ruthless man.
There are a lot of rich people here, but it is relatively rare to throw 1.2 million at a time.
Moreover, this private party is mostly reported by local New York, and the "value for money" of donations is definitely not high.
Luke raised the price frantically, using the money to bake the Sasha on the fire.
She raised her hand again, first of all, it may cost a lot of money, and secondly, it is very meaningful to pick things up.
No matter what she chooses, this matter will quickly spread in the circle, and a lot of negative comments will never escape.
Feeling the various gazes around her, Saxia finally didn't have the guts to make trouble again.
Watching the auctioneer drop the hammer, declaring that the old girl's record belonged to him, Luke raised the corner of his mouth, leaned his body into the back of the chair, and raised Erlang's legs.
This is not a show of wealth, but a conspiracy of money.
It feels good to be able to push the provocateur into a predicament where he can't fight back just by throwing a little money.
There were no more demon moths in the subsequent auctions, and it was time for performances soon.
Luke looked at Sasha and the two who had just left the table next to him and asked Claire, "Are they going to perform on stage too?"
Claire wasn't quite sure: "It seems so?"
Susan interrupted: "Yes, they showed it to me before you came."
Luke nodded thoughtfully: "That's good."
Susan is curious: "Do you want to see them sing?"
The corners of Luke's mouth were raised: "Susan, you seem to have said that they were going to the hospital?"
Susan was stunned for a moment, then coughed lightly: "This..."
She usually doesn't help people count bad luck, it's too much like a curse, but I accidentally missed it just now.
But Luke didn't wait for her to answer, and nodded to himself: "I think you're right, they must have a bloodbath tonight."