After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

All the waiters evacuated, security personnel came in to take over, and the door of the banquet hall was closed.

The bustling banquet hall suddenly became silent, and the lights dimmed, leaving only a few beams of light shining on the stage.

Watching the changes in the banquet hall, Zhang Ran silently picked up the backpack on his legs and put it on his chest.

Although the tables above the fourth floor are right next to the railings like those on the lower floors, there is a difference. The difference is that there are hollow carved screens between the tables with intricate and exquisite patterns. Unless you deliberately lean on them to look, you can't see the faces of the guests sitting next to you at all.

There was no one next to Zhang Ran, and suddenly the sound of two men talking came from the next door.

"Which one did you take a fancy to?"

"I am not interested."

Zhang Ran could tell from the voices that they were two middle-aged men. The one who said he wasn't interested had a smoky, unpleasant voice. It wasn't until then that she realized that the stars who had performed on stage before were actually "commodities."

"You come here every year during your vacation to play for a few days, but you're really tired of it. Why don't you consider a change of pace? Once you've tried it, you'll know that men have more fun than women."

"You like this, but I don't like it."

"I heard there's a new product tonight, and it's a high-end one. If you like it, you can get it."

"I've heard about it too, but I'm afraid someone will snatch it from me."

"You are in a high position now. If anyone dares to compete with you, I will help you deal with him."

"I'm going to retire in a few years. When I retire, I'd like to ask you to take good care of my son."

"You're being a bit polite. When I take over your position, I'll definitely take good care of you."

Zhang Ran listened to the two people reaching a preliminary deal, and looked towards the stairs vigilantly. A team of security guards came up, and one of them looked familiar, it was Ed.

Ed left the group and walked up to her, handing her an auction sign with a big number 2 on it.

Zhang Ran noticed that other security personnel also entered other compartments and handed out signs.

Ed bent down, looked at Zhang Ran and explained, "Whenever you like one, just raise the sign."

Zhang Ran raised his eyebrows slightly and did not comment.

The music had stopped when the waiter left, but it suddenly started again, attracting everyone's attention and they looked towards the center of the stage where a female star was walking up.

She seemed to know that she was a commodity. Her eyes were numb. She didn't scream or run away. She just stood there quietly, waiting for the verdict of her fate.

After a minute, no one raised a sign. Suddenly, her eyes became brighter and she walked off the stage quietly, holding up the hem of her skirt.

The next person to come on stage was a male celebrity, and this time there were several people holding signs.

Zhang Ran couldn't understand, so he lowered his voice and asked Ed beside him, "Who got it?"

Ed explained in a low voice: "It's number 12. His number plate is the smallest."

Zhang Ran silently glanced at the number 2 card on the table, then looked up at Ed and asked the key question: "Can I get it by raising my card? Without paying?" If she raised her card, wouldn't all of it be hers, except for number 1?

Ed: "Give me money, give me resources, anything, whatever you want."

Zhang Ran didn't ask any more questions and continued on the stage below. Some people had numb eyes, perhaps because they sold too much and wanted to take anything. Some people were excited, perhaps because they sold too much and didn't care, thinking that every time was an opportunity.

Until a confused college student was pushed to the center of the stage, the screen above her head suddenly lit up, showing her age, the university she was attending, and her identity as the daughter of the richest man.