Chapter 425: The Main Event

Sure enough... these people were just as he expected. They didn't care about these small and medium-sized pieces of gold at all, and had no interest in trading with him. Perhaps only when the large treasures came out would they have any thoughts of bidding.

After all, the target audience for these small items should be middle-class families or small consortiums. They were already the top consortiums of Red Dust Main City; how could they look down on these? Now that they were treating him so respectfully, it was nothing more than valuing his influence, attempting to bring benefits to their respective consortiums through him, the "Special Envoy."

But they had their own little schemes, and Chen Ling naturally had his... Since he wanted to make money, he would make it from the rich. How much money could those middle-class families or small consortiums spend to buy these things? Not to mention how long it would take to find suitable buyers for all hundred-plus items, even if they were all sold at reasonable prices, Chen Ling wouldn't earn much.

His ambition was not as simple as "making a small profit."

"Lord Special Envoy is joking. Business must be done, of course, but making friends while doing business doesn't hurt, right?" Zong Wen was the first to react, saying with a chuckle, vaguely brushing the topic aside.

"Old Zong is right. Today is mainly to welcome Lord Special Envoy. As for the trading, let's talk about it when the auction starts," Pang Shan echoed.

"Come, come! Let the next program start! Show the Special Envoy the vitality of our Red Dust Main City!"

Zong Wen gave the Rose Girl Group by the stage a look. The latter understood immediately, took off their furs, revealing large areas of snow-white skin and perfect, blood-pumping figures, and ran onto the stage with enthusiasm to the bright and relaxed accompaniment.

This girl group had five members, all young girls. They danced passionately to the beat of the music, puffing out their chests, twisting their hips, and lifting their slender fingers from the sides of their fair, long legs. Every look and movement was full of charm. A few of the bolder ones even started winking at Chen Ling while dancing.

Chen Ling had to admit that in terms of singing and dancing ability alone, they might not be inferior to the top girl groups known before the Great Catastrophe. It seems the Flower Capital Consortium really had a knack for cultivating idols.

"How is it, Special Envoy? Is our Flower Capital's business level okay?" Zong Wen whispered in his ear with a smile. "How about tonight, let the five of them accompany you to play? Please do me the honor..."

Hearing this, Chen Ling understood the old man's intention. He should have thought of it earlier. A Flower Capital troupe had already made Liu Town a mess. Now that they were at their base in the Main City, could he expect any improvement? These girl groups and stars who had high popularity in the outside world were nothing more than tools for them to manipulate at will.

"No need." Chen Ling refused coldly.

"It seems Lord Special Envoy doesn't like this type... It's okay, let's keep looking, there's more later." Zong Wen wasn't annoyed, continuing to say with a chuckle.

Chen Ling couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense with him and walked away from Zong Wen. As the banquet atmosphere gradually heated up, more and more people took the initiative to come up and talk to Chen Ling.

Besides the directors of the major consortiums, there were more stars under their banner. Whether it was a long-established male singer, the girl group of five, or a rising star who didn't have much fame yet but had an outstanding appearance, they would all respectfully offer him a glass of wine after their performance.

Of course, Chen Ling wouldn't drink with them. The Golden Society Special Envoy didn't need to give anyone face. He just sat there quietly, gently swirling the red wine in his glass, and if he felt like it, he would take a sip himself.

After a long time, a familiar figure walked slowly toward him.

It's her?

Seeing that black dress, Chen Ling knew who it was. Her hazy dark hair was scattered on her shoulders, and a girl's face, as if drawn from a painting, was looking at him from close range, her eyes as clear and moving as autumn water.

"Liu Qingyan greets the Special Envoy."

The current Liu Qingyan was different from when Chen Ling saw her in Liu Town. Perhaps it was the black dress that vividly displayed the beauty of her body. She no longer lowered her head timidly, afraid to communicate with anyone.

Just by making eye contact, Chen Ling felt as if something had been added to her eyes, endowing this soft body with resilience and strength.

Chen Ling glanced at her and then lowered his eyes again, having no intention of communicating with her.

"I have long heard that the Special Envoy has great supernatural powers. Seeing you today, your temperament is indeed extraordinary," Liu Qingyan's voice was soft and gentle, making people feel very comfortable.

Chen Ling still remained silent.

Seeing this, Liu Qingyan hesitated, but finally, after lifting her skirt and bowing to Chen Ling, she consciously retreated to the distance... Her eyes looked at Chen Ling one last time, with a glimmer of light flickering in them, not knowing what she was thinking.

Chen Ling naturally knew that Liu Qingyan was a bitter person. When he was in Liu Town, although Chen Ling had helped her, it was just a casual act... Now that she had walked to this point on her own and become a rising star in Red Dust Main City, Chen Ling didn't know, and didn't want to know, how much bitterness was behind it.

With the persona Chen Ling was playing now, it was naturally impossible to get too close to Liu Qingyan. Maintaining indifference was a good thing for both himself and Liu Qingyan.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Just then, the banquet hall doors were opened again. Accompanied by a violent coughing sound, several figures pushed a wheelchair and walked in slowly from outside.

Chen Ling's gaze fell on the wheelchair, and his eyes narrowed slightly...

"Yo, isn't this our Mr. Mu from the Big Dipper Consortium? The banquet is more than half over, and you finally decided to come?" Pang Shan of the Paradise Consortium sneered upon seeing this.

Sitting in the wheelchair was an elderly, bald man. Strangely, his skin was not old, but unusually smooth and delicate. There were faint suture marks on his chin and both sides of his nose, as if it were glued together with several pieces of skin. If one looked closely, one could see that there seemed to be different color differences on one face.

Hearing Pang Shan's voice, a flash of viciousness flickered in those old eyes. After coughing twice, he smiled kindly at Chen Ling:

"Lord Special Envoy, I am sick and weak, and just rushed over from the hospital. If there has been any neglect, I am truly sorry..."

"Lord Special Envoy, my father just finished surgery. As soon as he opened his eyes, he asked where you were, and he rushed over without stopping, saying he must come and apologize to you in person," a young man pushing the wheelchair also echoed.

So this is the director of the Big Dipper Consortium who sent the Sandalwood Peace Buddha...

Chen Ling looked at the uncomfortable face in the wheelchair, and the eyes behind the mask narrowed slightly.

The appearance of these two meant that all five major consortiums in Red Dust Main City had arrived. This also meant that the real main event of this banquet... had just begun.