Chapter 31

LAN Enron came home at dawn. She took off her night clothes and didn't go to bed in a hurry. She turned on the computer and searched all the news of Liuxiang Pavilion.

She has heard of Liuxiang Pavilion before, but she has never seen it. It is said that it is a mysterious place.

Only the top rich in Chengdu can enter there, and they must be members. There are only a few words about Liuxiang Pavilion on the Internet, which is not accurate.

Ding Dong!

LAN Enron's mobile phone uploaded a text message.

"Boss, the auction time of Liuxiang Pavilion is at 10 o'clock this morning. I have copied the invitation. Your name is Zhao Lei. You are the son of Zhao Gang, a upstart in Chengdu City. You started by digging coal. Liuxiang Pavilion doesn't know anyone. Just look at the invitation. To be safe, Lao Da should prepare a veil or mask so that others won't remember you. I'll attach it at LAN's house tomorrow I'll pass you the invitation and pay attention to receiving it. "

"Well, I see."

LAN Enron received the news, turned off the computer and went to sleep.

After the alarm clock rang three times, LAN got up safely. In order not to let the family doubt, she just said she was going to play at her classmate's house.

LAN Tingyun and his wife didn't doubt it. They thought that when their children were old, they should have their own social circle. They didn't stop her and let her go.

LAN Enron carried a backpack today, and her dress was also like a student. She looked like an extremely clever student sister, but what people didn't know was that all her backpacks were cosmetics and the clothes of today's auction.

She walked out of the door, facing the sun, full of youth.

Suddenly, a thin man touched her and slipped a hard magnetic card into LAN Enron's hand when people didn't pay attention.

LAN Enron kicked the card into his pocket as if nothing had happened and continued to move forward.

From the outside, Liuxiang Pavilion is a huge teahouse. The people inside are always tea guests. The top floor of the teahouse is Liuxiang Pavilion.

LAN Enron walked into the bathroom of the teahouse, took off his backpack, took out his clothes, drew a tight male makeup, put on men's clothes, put on a black mask, put on a duck tongue hat, sent the bag to the front desk and strode out.

She took the elevator all the way to the top floor. At the door, two security guards with dark glasses stopped her and said.

"I'm sorry, sir. It's inconvenient for you to enter here."

LAN Enron didn't speak and took out an invitation. A security guard took the invitation and put it on the machine in his hand.

The magnetic card emitted a blue light and gave a "drop". The security guard looked at LAN Enron, returned the magnetic card to her and said in a deep voice.

"Sir, please take off your mask. We want to scan your face."

LAN Enron's heart tightened. Did they find it?

She soon calmed down and slowly took off her mask with her slender fingers, revealing a delicate face.

The security guard took the camera and scanned LAN Enron's face carefully. The five seconds passed very long. LAN Enron's heart beat continuously, but there was no flaw in his face.

"Please come in, sir!"

The two security guards made a gesture of invitation and opened the door for LAN Enron.

LAN Enron breathed a sigh of relief and strode in.

After entering, she found that the legendary Liuxiang Pavilion deserved its reputation. It seemed to be a small room, but in fact it was very large.

At the bottom is the auction stand, which is actually a small pavilion. The audience hall below is developing in a step-by-step manner, and there is a box at the top. It is the most distinguished guest, that is, the guest of vvvvlp, who is qualified to enter the box.

LAN Enron's identity is a middle class. Her position is neither high nor low. She happens to be under the box. She can see it clearly. In fact, it doesn't matter where she does. The most important thing is to get what she wants.

Except that the people in the box pulled up the curtain, she couldn't see clearly. She remembered almost everything else. Everyone here is a famous brand tycoon. The more people go up, the more rich they are. Even the most poor have a bag supporting scene of more than 100000, which is not too bad.

Before the auction, she observed everyone here and roughly remembered their image characteristics. This is her habit. She likes to remember details everywhere. She thinks it will be helpful to her in the future.

Suddenly, her eyes locked and smiled. She didn't expect to meet several students here. It was really not easy. She looked around and made sure there was no danger, so she sat down slowly,

Everyone in the box upstairs could see LAN Enron's every move clearly.

"Lord Rong, why are you so focused?"

Mo San whispered aside.

"Who is the man with a cap downstairs?"

Mo Jinrong slowly opened his mouth and said in a cold voice.

Mo San took out the roster, looked at the list of locations and said.

"He is Zhao Lei, the son of the upstart Zhao Gang in Chengdu. Zhao Gang is uncomfortable today. He can't come to the auction and let his son replace him. What's the matter? Is there anything wrong?"

Mo San asked.

Mo Jinrong didn't answer. He just stared at the people in front of him. He always felt that his back was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.