After getting off the bus, Han Zhen took the elevator to the entrance of the whole venue under the guidance of the staff.

There is a table covered with red cloth at the entrance. There is a machine on the table. Behind the table, several staff members are checking the invitation cards of customers.

There are also many customers who have come to attend the auction and already greet each other at the entrance. After all, in the circle of Yanzhou City, such a group of people are at the top. More people take this opportunity to talk business with others.

Han Zhen did not have any familiar people, he went straight to line up, directly waiting for admission.

While others are talking, Han Zhen finds one thing.

Every time a guest gives the invitation to the staff for identification, the staff will give the guest a hand. The hand has two colors, one is black, the other is white.

The people who get the black hand cards and the people they receive are all plump and tall beauties. The white hand guests are some mediocre looking women or men.

The guests with different colors of cards will be led to different areas by the staff.

I think the array on this invitation has something to do with black and white cards. Although I don't know that it doesn't matter much, Han Zhen feels that it is related!

In front of Han Zhen is a fat man with a slightly bloated figure. His clothes are tight and narrow, which shows the fat on his body. But at that time, he was totally unconscious. He was looking around with curiosity on his face.

When the fat man turned around and found Han Zhen, he became happy. "Brother, are you here to participate in the shenzang auction?"

Although this is a nonsense, Han Zhen still said: "yes!"

"That's really good. Although there are many people coming to the auction, they are all adults in their 40s and 50s. There are only a few people of our age. " The fat man said with a familiar look.

"Er..." Han Zhen observed the figure and appearance of the fat man, "are you sure you are not forty?"

The fat man's face darkened. "Sure! Very sure! I'm only 20 years old this year. In ancient times, I was just a weak champion! How could it be forty? I can't see that you are so young that you don't even have the power of observation. It's really disappointing! "

The fat man looked like he couldn't bear to be humiliated. "Am I just a little worried? Why do you think I'm so old? I'm still young, young! Or a boy who hasn't even had a girlfriend! "

The fat man is 1.8 meters tall and weighs 180 Jin. Han Zhenshi can't see where he can call himself a little boy! You are a little boy

Now the fat man turned from worry to joy, "I'll tell you? It's still easy for young people like us to communicate. The hateful thing is that a group of uncles, who are clearly 50 years old, still want to call me big brother! Pooh, I look like an uncle and pretend to be young in front of me

Han Zhen looked at the fat man with an uncle's face and said nothing.

Han Zhen believes that the fat man is 40 years old, not only from the appearance, but according to the other party's breath. And if this man is really only 20 years old, it can only show that the other party's body is a little abnormal.