charity dinner.

Qu Yan took Ji Zhuoran's hand and walked into this luxurious venue.

She was wearing a black backless gown, and her long hair covered the snow-white skin on her back, as well as the tattoos on her back that were not too small.

The corners of her mouth twitched when she thought of asking Ji Zhuoran when she took out her clothes.

"Why are these two dresses backless?" she asked, her face full of disbelief.

How can the tattoo on her back be covered?

But he did look as it should, "No one here knows you. They will treat you as my female companion. It doesn't matter if you have my name on you."

Qu Yan murmured, "Be yourself, scumbag."

"What did you say?"

"I said these clothes are really good-looking." Qu Yan said perfunctorily.

He chuckles, "No thanks, my vision has always been superior."

But go to your superiority.

Qu Yan took two steps to remove her hair, making sure that she had enough hair on her back to cover the tattoo that made her thorny.

Fortunately, tonight’s banquet was a charity dinner. After entering the venue, they were directly invited to the table.

Qu Yan asked in a low voice, "Is this Farid going to test the financial resources of the investee, so he can buy horse bones for such a huge sum of money?"

Buying horse bones by daughters is an allusion in the Warring States policy. It is about a courtier who bought the bones of a dead horse first in order to buy a Chollima for the monarch. This miracle was widely circulated among the people and it was well publicized. In addition, it was revealed that the horse buyers were sincere, so it didn't take long for several thousand horses to be sent to the monarch.

Ji Zhuoran asked in a low voice, "I don't know, is there such a thing in Arab culture?"

"For the rose, we must also water the thorns," Qu Yan remembered the knowledge he had learned before. "This is an Arabic proverb taught by Mr. Salim, and the meaning to be expressed is similar."

"Well," Ji Zhuoran looked at the stage with a cold face, "but there are more than 20 exhibits in this auction. Which one is the horse bone?"

Qu Yan poked inwardly, "I suggest you buy it all."

He swept over with a cold look.

She explained, "Isn't this an opportunity to show off your financial resources, but with so many rich people present, it costs too much money to shoot all of them, so it depends on the situation. I guess there will be one or two more special things. Take a picture first."

While talking, the auction has officially started.

The first exhibit was pushed to the front of the stage, which is a sculpture of a deity believed by the Arabs.

"Don't shoot this piece. We don't have relevant beliefs. We can't do it. If we do it, we may be considered disrespectful." Qu Yan hurriedly said.

Ji Zhuoran only glanced at her, then decisively put down the bidder in his hand.

At this time, the other rich people in the audience were already very hot.

Qu Yan looked at the foreigners with different skin colors and knew that many of them had no relevant beliefs.

Only then did she feel the power of Farid, who hadn't shown up yet. With just a statue, she could accurately identify those people who respected his faith more.

You don't need to understand their beliefs, but you must respect these things and don't mess around or talk about them.

Just for this first lot, a trap has been set on it.

The first lot was finally sold for 5 million U.S. dollars. Looking at the flushed and happy white man, Qu Yan shook his head slightly.

This man is obviously out of play.

Sure enough, after the first piece was sold, someone had already asked him to leave the auction scene.

Next, is the second lot, an artist's painting.

When painting this kind of thing, Qu Yan couldn't understand, "I can't understand this painting."

"Peace," Ji Zhuoran saw the connotation of the messy painting. "This is an abstract painting. The crown represents kingship, the red is blood, and the skull on the white ground symbolizes sacrifice. There is one in the painting. The huge spear symbolizes war, but the whole picture ultimately calls for peace, which is the huge golden sun in the upper right corner of the picture."

Seeing his eloquent profile, Qu Yan suddenly remembered that when he was young, he really liked art paintings and was quite researching.