Tonight's dinner was held in two parts. The first part was naturally the theme of the banquet. The lamb chops from New Zealand were transformed into more than a dozen delicious dishes and served for the high-ranking officials present to taste.

The hornless Tauset sheep from a private ranch in Queenstown, New Zealand, is native to Australia and New Zealand, and is one of the world's best meat sheep breeds.

No matter whether this type of sheep is male or female, has a thick neck, a long body, a wide and deep chest, a straight back and waist, a barrel-shaped body, a thick limb, a good hindquarter, and a white hindquarter. The lambs that have been fed with special feed and matured in specific climates have the most delicious meat. The lamb chops cut by French can burst out even the simplest fried and grilled, especially the lamb chops that have been slaughtered locally and marinated by Maori methods are different from the grilled lamb chops in ordinary restaurants. They are like the heavenly scenery of Queenstown, and each bite blooms in the mouth.

The guests praised the main course of the dinner tonight. As a signboard erected by Mrs. Zipperton, George Clooney gave a speech before the banquet. The content was nothing more than bragging for Mrs. Zipperton and the donkey party. They had no intention, but everyone was very proud of their face and the applause continued, which was comparable to the Oscars.

During the meal, Yang Cheng also chatted with George Clooney for a few words, but the most famous playboy in Hollywood came to talk, "jason, I heard you bought a property on the shore of Lake Como?"

Yang Cheng was stunned, then remembered that this guy seemed to live on the shore of Lake Como, and nodded with a smile, "Yes, that's a gift I gave to my fiancée. She likes the scenery of Lake Como very much. After the renovation is completed, we are planning to spend some time on the shore of Lake Como every year."

George Clooney immediately sent an invitation, "You must visit me when you are here. You know I have lived there in recent years. I dare say that the shores of Lake Como have the most beautiful scenery in the world. None of them, living there will be baptized by your soul."

Yang Cheng thought to himself, "We don't seem to be that familiar, right? As for selling this way? I won't buy a house from you."

He said with a smile on his face, "I will definitely go to your place to sit if I have the chance. By the way, are you very familiar with Mrs. Zipperton?"

After chatting for a few words, Yang Cheng began to test the clichés.

George Clooney seemed to be careless and said frankly, "You misunderstood. Mrs. Zipperton and I are just good friends. In the election, I am a loyal supporter of the donkey party, but there seems to be no difference who supports whom. Mrs. Zipperton is good. She demonstrates the charm of women in the new era, but Sanders is not bad either. At least I agree with what he said."

Sanders is a direct competitor to Mrs. Zipper.

Yang Cheng pretended to be surprised, "Oh? Did Sanders express his attitude recently?"

George Clooney finally felt a little worried. He glanced at the direction of Mrs. Zipper and found that the couple were busy taking photos with others to make money. Then he felt relieved and leaned over and whispered, "I agree with Sanders' view of zz donations very much. This is a dirty money."

Yang Cheng looked at George Clooney with an absurd expression. This guy is ill. You stand up and use it as a sign to make money. In the end, the money is dirty and not contradictory?

As if he understood Yang Cheng's expression, George Clooney simply sat next to Yang Cheng with a chair and explained further, "Don't feel suspicious, at least before last Friday, I didn't feel that way."

Yang Cheng began to wonder what happened and George Clooney's attitude changed drastically.

"Just last Friday, I held a fundraising rally for the "Madam Zipperton Victory Fund" in San Diego. The dinner tickets were as high as $35,000 each. Although the price was not comparable to that of tonight, it was still a considerable number.

At the time, Sanders supporters protested on the street, calling us fundraisers ‘bribers’ and calling for a stop to large cash flows into the election.”

After a pause, the playboy looked sincere, “I must say that they have the right to protest, and they protested very well.

I came forward to raise funds, not for one person, but for the entire donkey party campaign to raise funds.”

Yang Cheng didn't know what to say, would he praise him for being righteous?

Stop hiding!

Clooney said again, "To be honest, I don't like this kind of zz activity. I feel that no one likes it, or even the zhengjia doesn't like it, and there is no meaning at all.

But these were all arranged long ago, and I can't refuse. This is also part of Hollywood games, isn't it?"

What Yang Cheng could say was only nodding in cooperation, although from a certain perspective, he admired Clooney's frankness.

"What are you talking about so much?"

At this time, Mrs. Zipper Dun's shadow came slowly, and sat next to Yang Cheng without hesitation, asking with a glass of red wine.

Clooney's face changed and instantly turned into a veteran of flowers, posing a smile that fascinated thousands of women. "We talked about the atmosphere tonight. It was so lively, much better than last week."

Huma didn't doubt it, agreeing, "Yes, today's tone is great, maybe the goal will be achieved more easily."

Clooney raised his glass and said, "I wish us success, chefs~"

Huma smiled, "cheers~"

Yang Cheng was caught in it and did not react at all. Yang Cheng admired these two masters who honed their acting skills to their core. Compared to their sophistication, Yang Cheng, who had no expression on his face, looked like a fledgling rookie, and could not adapt well to this hypocrisy.

However, if others really think so, it would be a big mistake. Under that expressionless poker face, Yang Cheng is likely to be thinking about how to be humble.

After the banquet, the guests moved to the small banquet hall next to them, which had been decorated as an auction venue, with all kinds of food, drinks, and desserts on both sides. Guests who want to use it are welcome to enjoy it.

Yang Cheng followed the crowd into the venue. Of course, he did not forget to receive the number plate. He had not forgotten the fact that Huma asked him to be a entrusted before.

After finding a seat to sit down, Yang Cheng then took out the auction manual from his pocket and read it. It introduced most of the items in the auction tonight. The value is not high, it is about 50,000 to 200,000 US dollars, and the total number is dozens. If all of them are sold, even if it is not a premium, it can earn millions of dollars. Tonight's fundraising target is probably halfway.

Of course, the two heavyweight lots that were the opening and finale were only printed in the manual, and the introduction was only a few strokes. Yang Cheng only knew that the shape of the opening lot he was responsible for was very complicated. Judging from the silhouette outline, it seemed like a mask or sculpture.

But he didn't waste brain cells to guess, anyway, the puzzle will be revealed soon.

Not long after, when most guests sit down, the emcee of the auction tonight announced that the auction was about to begin. Please sit down as soon as possible. During this period, the projection screen on the stage plays a campaign advertisement for Mrs. Dun, and brainwashing people at any time is really speechless.

As the etiquette lady pushed a trolley onto the stage, the screen became dimmed, and the venue gradually became quiet and the auction officially began.

Yang Cheng noticed that the items covered with red velvet on the trolley were very three-dimensional, with a height of about 30 cm. It looked like a sculpture or porcelain from Country Z. "Is it a cultural relic from Country Z?" Yang Cheng remembered Huma's meaningful expression when he told him before, which was very strange, and he couldn't help but secretly guess.

"Ladies and gentlemen, everyone is very welcome to today's private auction. I am Brown, the auctioneer tonight. I am very happy to serve the VIPs here." The auctioneer wore white gloves and tuxedo. He was around 50 years old and looked energetic. His cheerful voice could be spread throughout the hall without a microphone.

What exactly is the item in the front row, crossing her legs, focusing on the trolley?

It was not until the auctioneer named Brown finished talking a lot of nonsense and began to introduce the lot that he diverted his attention to the projection screen.

"Okay, let's unveil the veil of the first lot."

As the auctioneer finished speaking, the etiquette lady perfectly cooperated with the rhythm, lifting the red veil to reveal the honor of the lot.

At that moment, Yang Cheng's eyes keenly captured the face of the statue. Damn, why is it so similar to Pharaoh Tutankhamun?

It is unknown what others were about Yang Cheng. He was frightened. A shock was not enough to describe his inner surprise. He was shocked, shocked, shocked, and shocked. When he thought of Huma's strange expression, Yang Cheng felt that all the hairs on his body stood up.

On the stage, Brown's voice hit like a flood, "As the opening highlight of tonight, I hope this sculpture from the mysterious Egypt has not disappointed everyone.

This Amon God’s avatar is made of brown quartzite and has more than 90% of the characteristics of Tutankhamun Pharaoh.

According to the information I obtained, this avatar is probably the decoration of the Karnak Temple in Egypt. Experts analyzed that this avatar should be part of a sitting statue with a height of 28.5 cm, and is at least 3,000 years old."

After a pause, Brown tempted in a mysterious tone, "If I have money, I will definitely take it down. Maybe I will be inherited by the power of the pharaoh?"

The guests burst into laughter, and this joke hit the Americans' laughter.

It was probably only Yang Cheng who couldn't laugh out loud in the audience, and kept muttering in his heart, "It's so similar, it's so similar, the slightly drooping corners of his mouth, tilted eyes, deep depressions between his eyebrows and eyes, which is exactly the same as Tutankhamun."
Chapter completed!