[The Great Gatsby] Male God

What an air, you're going to be finished soon.You will kneel before me and beg me!

Daniel swallowed and lowered his eyes.It was only three days from Tuesday to now, and he had already lost more than half of his property, but he had to pay the money he promised Field.

It all depends on Gatsby.

He will try his best to help Gatsby succeed.

Daniel waved a strange smile.

Gatsby let go of Sam and said to Nick, "Be careful."

Nick didn't quite believe it.Gatsby always said that these days, why on earth.Is there something wrong with that "Duke"?

He'll believe it, right away.

Since the bidding will be held in a club, it looks more like a relaxed reception, with waiters coming and going and rich people whispering.

It's all about money.

There are almost no people who don't touch the stock market, and they are about to be tossed to death.Some come here to try their luck, and some just to feel better.

The recent weekly magazines are all about the stock market, and my heart can't stand it.

Gatsby looked at his watch. There were 15 minutes left.

The rich people who entered the venue one after another were not satisfied with the hall, which is a bit embarrassing.

But it is also a good thing that there are fewer competitors.Just when Gatsby thought that was it, there was a sudden cry from the closing doors of the club.

"Oh, wait a minute." Another liar, Field, came with his wife.

There was another couple behind him, they didn't seem to be going the same way, they just happened to catch up.

Gatsby immediately squeezed Nick's hand.

Daisy held Tom's arm in a daze, haggard as a glass figure.

Ever since she fainted in the tower, she has been in a trance all day long, and even seeing a psychiatrist is of no use.Tom thought it was just Myrtle and blamed himself.From last week until now, it has been relatively restrained.

Bringing her here now is to relax and get back together.

Daisy's reaction is very slow, and it often takes a long time for her to sense what others have said.Tom couldn't bear to say more, but she was always like this, and he couldn't help feeling irritable.

Oh, he always wanted to come to the club and have some fun.It's a pity that it happened in this case.

Gatsby saw them.

Tom saw him too.

It didn't matter at all.However, Daisy also saw him and Nick, and instantly, she remembered what happened on the tower.

"What's the matter?" Tom looked at Daisy who was bending over, not wanting her to do something rude.

Daisy felt like she was going to have a heart attack.

Why did Gatsby come, and what did he come for?

The reception desk at the entrance accepts sign-in and pays checks.She looked at it and asked Tom, "What are they doing?"

"A bunch of speculators." Tom said disdainfully.But my heart is very interested.

Today's club is completely different from what it used to be.

Wouldn't it be nice to show off being rich in front of these people.

Tom thought of Gatsby, and he thought that if he was compared with Gatsby, then he would definitely be able to beat him.Every time he sees Gatsby, he is very upset, and today he is not happy even if he asks him.

Daisy also has the same idea.They walked towards the reception table at the same time.

"I'm sorry sir, the registration has been terminated." The receptionist closed the book apologetically.

"I'm Buchanan." Tom raised his eyebrows defiantly, and took out the checkbook: "I'll pay double the amount of the deposit."

"Oh, sir." If you really figure out what you want to do, pay double.Is this the aristocratic style?The registration staff reluctantly reopened the notebook.

5 minutes left.

Ding!A reminder bell rang in the hall.

An old man with a white beard and a red face came down from upstairs. He was an executive of the government and Daniel's "partner".

Dada, the sound of leather shoes is extremely light.

Shrewd and capable, Gatsby nailed the impression.

The old man walked to the front of the hall.

The reception staff quickly moved the reception table over and arranged it as needed for the bidding meeting.

The old man touched the hanging reminder clock and the small gavel on the table, and smiled complacently: "Okay, gentlemen, you can start now, please take your seats."

This is not a strict institution, so the VIPs just randomly picked their seats.

Gatsby and Nick sat together near the reception table, and to the southwest were Daisy and Tom.Behind them are Daniel and Field.

Scattered around were the strangely behaving rich, and Sam.

Plus the real "customers" are only more than 20 people.

Number plates were distributed to the VIPs.

let's start.The white-bearded old man introduced himself: "Guests, it's a great honor to meet here. You can call me King."

Pseudonym? It doesn't really matter.

But there was jeering from the crowd.

"It's really rude." Tom twisted his mouth in a low voice.

Well, everyone is more concerned about the project.

Mr. K explained concisely, the general content is the same as what Daniel said to Gatsby, but because Daniel listened to Field's suggestion, he added one more.In addition to the bid, the winning bidder also needs to use the property as collateral.The collateral is determined by Mr. K on behalf of the government.

Mr. K skipped this line.

Their intention is very clear, if it is too clear that Gatsby understands tricks, it will not work.

These three people are flirting with each other, ha ha.

Gatsby smiled, but said nothing.

As if there was lightning flashing in the air, they were all stunned. Mr. K withdrew his eyes in time and rang the reminder bell: "This is the specific matter. The starting price is [-] US dollars, and the price will be increased by [-] US dollars."

The bidding will end in half an hour, and the highest bid will win.

Anyone who comes here knows the rules.

come on.

People are short of breath.

Gatsby said suddenly: "Your Excellency, you appoint the pledge?"

"Yes." Mr. K remembered the pharmacy, and he would not let it go: "The designation will not be changed."

"Okay." Gatsby frowned in embarrassment, as if he was afraid of something.

Mr. K tapped the gavel lightly.

it has started.

After all, the project to be taken over is a pile of rubbish, so everyone still hesitates.

Whoever is the first is very important, and is also suspected of being a babysitter.

After 5 minutes of silence, no one spoke.

Herr K's face turned cold.

The opening was not good, Daniel weakly raised the sign.Immediately he heard a little hiss.Shrunk back in fright.

It's the punks he bought.

What's the matter, they rebelled?

Daniel's heart sank.