Lorraine decided to attend the first auction.

At 9 a.m., Vomir Tyron, the manager of the Personnel Department of the Morgan Chamber of Commerce, visited and sent ten valuable masks decorated with gold.

The style of the mask looks exactly the same at first glance, but the details show unique craftsmanship. For example, the decorative pattern, Lorraine got the rose-red abstract peony, Carmen's golden rose, and Henna's a sea-blue daffodil.

Manager Tyron and Kron are acquaintances and they often meet at designer salons.

It is said that when we first met, Tyron regarded Kron as a new young designer and even poached the scene in front of Hayte, which made the scene awkward.

He also met Carmen several times, all in social circles. Unfortunately, although he was impressed by Carmen, Carmen didn't remember him much.

With these two familiarities in front of him, Tyron naturally indulged a lot when he spoke.

He said that these masks were nominally souvenirs given to participants by the Shelter Villa, and their actual function was to protect privacy, and like a masquerade, it blocked the face when entering the venue.

The two sides exchanged a brief greeting for a while and then stood up to say goodbye. At 9:40, Lorraine, who had changed into dresses, and her party took a carriage prepared by the Morgan Chamber of Commerce, sailors drove into the woods road, and headed towards the main venue.

Outside the car window, the deep jungle swayed and retreated backwards, and the faint singing of birds often sounded in my ears, creating a wonderful and contradictory sense of expectation in Lorraine's heart.

On the one hand, Lorraine knew that she was attending a capital event, and the more than 20 participating companies might represent wealth that was enough to rival countries.

On the other hand, since he landed yesterday afternoon, he had hardly seen any outsiders, as if he was on a secret vacation, completely free from the hustle and bustle of the world.

What causes this sense of contradiction is the privacy-oriented effect created by the Morgan family.

Specific routes, independent marinas, dedicated forest passes, silent light auctions, and the same and different masks delivered before the opening.

Can these things really keep the identity of participants completely confidential? In fact, it cannot.

Because the participants cannot avoid contact with the organizer in any case, and for things in the world, as long as one person knows the secret, the secret is no longer a secret.

Can these things make participants feel the safety of their identity? In fact, it can.

Even though you know that your identity has many ways to be dug out, those deliberately existing methods will continue to remind the participants that their privacy is safe.

Security is a feeling, not reality, and the Morgan Chamber of Commerce is unable to ensure impeccable confidentiality, and to some extent, it does not need to do that.

It's like before my eyes.

The carriage drove out of the forest path, and before Lorraine was a magnificent convoy of rivers, with about fifty or sixty cars.

The cars are inlaid with the signs of the Morgan Chamber of Commerce, and they line up to drive out from the forest paths, joining on the main road paved with stone slabs, flowing to the final destination, the main venue with pure white roof and light yellow body with shell-shaped roof.

Lorraine watched the traffic coldly.

Sieg spoke for the first time along the way: "The third carriage that was parallel to us was Mr. Rody, the housekeeper of the Solomon family in Boston. The strength of the Solomon family is definitely not able to participate in the Shelter Villa auction. With that little bit of cash flow, they can't even afford the hot items."

"Who do you think they are with you?"

Lorraine's mind immediately jumped out of Hamilton, but he didn't say it, but just pointed to a car behind him.

"The driver is the nephew of Mr. Dukov, the director of the Baishang Federation. I met at the Federation dance. The Dukov Chamber of Commerce spans both the political and economic circles of Russia, and its economic strength and Drake who has realized Miami are also in line. Why do you think he came?"

"Russia... really wants to step out of the Baltic Sea, right?"

"Yes, Emperor Katerina has great ambitions, but Russia still has a long way to go to truly dominate Europe."

"Sir, Sarcastic." Sieger rolled his eyes, "If the competition is not fierce, how could you bring a whole two tons of gold here?"

"Who knows?" Lorraine shrugged, "The Furious is a beauty that can make the whole world crazy. Two tons of gold may not necessarily make her marry. What's more, even if she is moved by the dowry, the process of marrying may not be smooth..."

The carriage drove into the square along the traffic flow and stopped in an empty space under the guidance of the attendant.

Adrey jumped out of the shaft and opened the door. Lorraine greeted Sieg in the first carriage, Carmen, Sharon and Henna got out of the second car, and the third car was the Yuexia Brothers foursome, Lef, Cron, Harry and Ryan.

The square was filled with the elegance of a masquerade. Except for the drivers driving, everyone was holding short ivory grips, setting up exquisite painted masks, and covering half of their faces.

A waiter came up to ask about Lorraine's number. Adere came up and handed out the license plate with [XVII] engraved. The waiter did not answer, but went over Adere to bow to Lorraine and others, and turned around to guide everyone towards the gate.

Everyone's goal was the towering gate with smooth lines, which was five or six meters high, and passing through the gate was a golden hall with a height of more than ten meters.

The scenery of the hall is only seen in Lorraine in her life, with gold-clad walls, gilded ground, and the marble floor that can be seen, reflecting a huge crystal-shaped chandeliers.

There are seven chandeliers in total, divided into three rows, hanging high in the dome and the air window. Each one has a diameter of more than five meters, emitting hazy light like a cluster of stars in the sun.

Apart from the chandeliers, the only decoration in the hall is left with thirty doors that line up side by side like a honeycomb, and a vine-shaped spiral ladder connecting the hall to the door.

Each green spiral ladder dotted with red copper carved flowers corresponds to three doors, which randomly connect any of the three floors, which looks dazzling, creating an illusion of a ivy wall, as if the entire wall is covered with stairs, and dense arches that lack aesthetics are mixed in the middle, becoming less eye-catching.

"It's very careful design..." Lorraine sighed.

"Yes." Carmen nodded with a smile, "the elements used look a little stiff, but this hall should also have the function of a banquet. At that time, with curtains, silk, curtains, stages and candlelight, of course, music must not be missing, and the overall effect will become much softer."

Lorraine didn't expect Carmen to think so much and asked curiously: "Is it inspiring?"

Carmen did not deny it. She said: "As Drake's size, we should have considered a special banquet hall. I was mainly hesitating to choose a location. London and New York were prosperous enough, but not private enough. St. Dynas and Miami were private enough, but we are not small chambers of commerce like Morgan. They lacked too much in terms of prosperity."

After guiding the group up the stairs, Lorraine smiled as she was about to enter the private room corridor.

"Choose Miami, we built the town and believe in her future."

"good."
Chapter completed!