Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Although it was Meng Chuan's first time acting as an auctioneer.

But with Meng Chuan's photographic memory, becoming a qualified auctioneer would be quite easy.

The morning auction lasted for three hours, and more than twenty rare items found their owners.

When the halftime bell rang, everyone was still reluctant to leave.

Meng Chuan announced with a smile:

"Ladies and gentlemen, that concludes the morning auction. We have prepared lunch for you; please proceed to the banquet hall for your meal. The auction will resume at 2 PM."

The banquet hall was already filled with a sumptuous feast, a fusion of Chinese and Western dishes.

It contains top-quality caviar and truffles.

There are also exquisite Cantonese dim sum and Suzhou and Hangzhou side dishes.

Service staff moved about, providing attentive service to the guests.

This auction features items that are worth hundreds of millions or even tens of millions of dollars.

Meng Chuan made a fortune.

Meng Chuan can provide this kind of service.

Meng Chuan, holding a glass of champagne, socialized among the crowd.

Many wealthy people took the initiative to approach him and chat with him, their words full of flattery.

After all, being able to attend an auction organized by the Green Gang was itself a symbol of status.

It is an honor to get to know Meng Chuan, the new troupe leader.

Of course, being able to acquire the Rothschild family's collection is something many of them dream of.

Meng Chuan dealt with the situation calmly, but his gaze kept glancing at Anna in the corner.

She was dining alone, her movements elegant, but her eyes always held a hint of wariness.

Occasionally, he would whisper a few words to an inconspicuous waiter beside him.

Shadow Butterfly was observing her every move discreetly from a short distance away.

Alice arrived during halftime.

Because she was temporarily "assigned" to act as a shill for Meng Chuan.

Alice's arrival still caused quite a stir and received a lot of flattery.

The Warburg family is currently enjoying its zenith.

Meng Chuan also personally had a drink with Alice.

After all, when asking someone for a favor, it's not unreasonable to offer a toast, both publicly and privately.

After a satisfying meal, the afternoon auction became even more intense.

Several Rothschild family properties were subsequently auctioned off.

One of the century-old estates was acquired by a Middle Eastern tycoon for a staggering one billion US dollars.

This caused a sensation throughout the venue.

As each item was auctioned off, the final item was the Prince's Scepter.

Finally, when a staff member carefully carried a velvet box onto the stage, all eyes were on it.

Meng Chuan opened the box, revealing the luxurious and mysterious-looking cane inside.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the last item up for auction today: Mr. Prince's cane, which he used for decades."

Meng Chuan's voice carried a hint of mystery:

"Regarding its value, I believe everyone has already learned about it from the news. It is not just an antique, but also a symbol of the Rothschild family spirit. The starting bid is one million US dollars."

"Two million!"

Almost the instant he finished speaking, someone raised a sign.

True nobility might not need this scepter to signify their status.

But what this world has no shortage of is wealthy fake aristocrats.

"three million!"

"five million!"

The price rose rapidly and soon exceeded ten million US dollars.

But by this time, fewer and fewer people were holding up signs.

After all, it's just a cane. Even if it has historical significance, ten million dollars is far beyond its actual value.

Although Prince was of extraordinary status, he was not a celebrity like Leonardo da Vinci.

His scepter is not worth ten million.

Just then, Anna, who was in the corner, raised her card for the first time:

"Eleven million!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it instantly silenced the room.

All eyes turned to her, their faces filled with surprise and confusion.

Who is this woman? Why would she offer such a high price for a walking stick?

Of course, quite a few people at the scene knew her.

A key figure in the Mafia organization.

She is still sought after by many wealthy men.

Meng Chuan's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained expressionless:

"Eleven million, is there anything higher?"

Just when everyone thought no one would follow, a clear female voice rang out:

"Twelve million!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Alice, who had arrived during halftime.

She was sitting in the middle row, gracefully holding up a sign.

As the youngest daughter of the Warburg family, she made a bid, and most people wouldn't dare to compete.

Anna frowned slightly, glanced at Alice, and raised the sign again:

"Thirteen million!"

"Fourteen million!"

Alice followed without hesitation.

The atmosphere at the scene became tense again.

Everyone could see that these two women were at odds.

Many people began to whisper among themselves, wondering why they were so attached to the cane.

As the little princess of the ancient Warburg family, it's understandable that Alice would want this scepter.

But why is the strong-willed Anna so determined to get her hands on the scepter?

Anna was still bidding, and the price soared to eighteen million dollars.

Alice hesitated.

She's just acting.

She thought Meng Chuan had asked her to be a shill just to earn more money.

Now that the price has reached this level, Meng Chuan has already made a fortune.

She was unsure whether to place another bid.

The scene erupted in uproar.

This price is enough to buy a top-tier work of art.

Meng Chuan glanced at Alice and gave her a meaningful look.

Alice bit her lip, as if making up her mind, and raised the sign again:

"Twenty million!"

After quoting the price, Alice looked at Anna apologetically:

“I’m sorry, my father’s birthday is coming soon, and this scepter is something I carefully chose for him.”

This reason makes sense.

But a collective gasp of surprise rippled through the audience.

Anna's expression finally changed.

She clenched her fists tightly, a hint of struggle flashing in her eyes.

Twenty million US dollars had already exceeded her expectations.

More importantly, the funds she carried with her were no longer sufficient for her to continue bidding.

She took a deep breath, looked at Meng Chuan, and said in a deep voice:

“Master Meng Chuan, I request a 30-minute break.”

Meng Chuan feigned surprise:

"Oh? There's no precedent for taking a break in the middle of an auction."

Anna immediately said:

“I’m willing to pay an extra 10% commission, just so I can have thirty minutes to consider it.”

A murmur of discussion immediately broke out at the scene.

Pay an extra 10% commission, which is two million US dollars.

Just for thirty minutes to consider?

What secret does this cane hold?

"To play the part completely," Meng Chuan looked at Alice, a troubled expression on his face.

"Miss Alice, this..."

Alice frowned, as if somewhat reluctant.

But in the end, he nodded:

"Since Miss Anna insists and Master Meng Chuan has spoken, I agree. However, I hope to end the auction as soon as possible in thirty minutes."

"Thank you."

Anna nodded slightly to Alice, then immediately stood up and walked quickly towards the lounge.

Meng Chuan watched her retreating figure, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

He announced to the audience:

"Okay, now we'll have a 30-minute break. The auction will resume in 30 minutes."