Chapter 243 Wang Xiucheng's Auction Items, and the Opportunity to Have Dinner Together!
Chapter 243 Wang Xiucheng's Auction Items, and the Opportunity to Have Dinner Together!
Someone specially delivered the book to Reeves, carrying a card reader in their hand.
Reeves, his tooth aching, took the book, forced a smile, swiped his card to pay, and then left satisfied.
"Thank you, Mr. Reeves." The man didn't forget to thank Reeves for his kindness.
Reeves glared at him and said, "Thanks my ass!"
"Brother, is this book really as magical as James said?"
Christie felt that Reeves must have some deeper meaning behind it, otherwise why would he have taken back his own book?
And it cost so much money?
If anyone else had done this, Christie would have thought that person was crazy.
But Reeves must have had a deeper meaning in doing this.
Based on his interactions with Reeves during this period, Reeves has extremely high emotional intelligence. He has a good relationship with everyone on the team, whether it's James, Davis, or other rookies.
Therefore, Christie believes that Reeves would never do something so stupid.
“You don’t understand,” Reeves said in a low, deliberately serious voice, “James previously invested in a publishing house…”
Reeves said that one sentence and didn't say anything more.
But that's enough for Christie to fill in the blanks herself.
Christie's eyes did indeed light up.
If only I had known this would happen, I would have gotten involved and bid. James knew that he wouldn't have to worry about staying in the G League forever.
The people around him applauded, giving Reeves their applause.
Reeves is so kind; he spends his own money to buy his own things just to donate money. He truly is the most popular rising star in Los Angeles.
Some minor celebrities who felt they couldn't get close to Wang Xiucheng set their sights on Reeves.
After the applause, the auction continued.
It seems that the items of several NBA players who were present were deliberately grouped together.
Next up is a collection of Durant's autographed trading cards brought by Christie.
This player card is from Durant's rookie season with the Thunder.
Wang Xiucheng, who was on the second floor, said to Durant, "Christie said you are his idol."
Durant was taken aback, clearly unaware of this.
“You can take a picture of this trading card and give it to Christie,” Wang Xiucheng suggested.
Instead of spending over $5000 on a book on "The Art of Ambidexterity," Wang Xiucheng felt that buying sports cards would be a better deal.
Durant's eyes lit up. "That makes sense."
The auction has already begun.
Reeves called out $1000, as a way of supporting his little brother.
Unexpectedly, Durant immediately asked for $2000.
This player card isn't rare; its normal market price is around $1000 to $1500.
So Reeves didn't raise the price again.
In the end, Durant himself won the bid for that autographed trading card...
The staff member came up to the second floor with the card and card reader, and Durant glared at him.
Swipe your card for $2000? Who do you think you are?
Durant took out a bundle of cash from his pocket, counted out 20 bills, and gave them to the staff.
"Give this card to Christie and tell him it's a gift from me," Durant instructed.
After collecting the money, the staff took the card downstairs and went directly to Christie and Reeves' table.
“Mr. Christie, Mr. Durant said this is for you.”
Reeves and Christie were both stunned.
Christie looked excited.
But Reeves looked at Durant on the second floor with an expression that said he was an idiot.
What is this operation?
He spends his own money to buy his own sports cards, and then gives them to the person who auctioned them off...
Reeves felt like he didn't have enough brain cells.
At that very moment, Durant chivalrously raised his drink, as if to clink glasses with him from afar.
Reeves looked annoyed and quickly lowered his head, afraid that someone would notice that he and Durant were acting like lunatics, clinking glasses with Coke.
The crowd erupted in applause for Durant once again.
Durant was very satisfied with the result.
Durant felt that several attractive young female celebrities, in particular, seemed to be interested in him.
How to do?
These five are all good, which one should I choose?
No, Scarlett Johansson is still here, how can I think about this!
Durant snorted, sat up straight, and began to savor a Coca-Cola from 1982.
The auction continued, and the next item submitted by Durant was his own jersey.
It's surprising how much support these third- or fourth-tier Hollywood stars have. This jersey that Durant casually picked up in the locker room actually sold for $2000.
The person who photographed this jersey was none other than Christie.
To Reeves' astonishment, Christie finally bid $2000, beating her opponent who had bid $600!
Christie happily paid the money and said to the staff, "Please give this jersey to Mr. Durant."
Reeves, standing next to him, felt he must be in red-hot condition!
Angry!
Are you two crazy?!
Buying each other's things and then giving them to each other?
Are you guys laundering money?
If this continues, I'm going to report this to the police!
Applause rang out again, this time for Christie.
Christie even stood up and waved shyly.
Reeves wanted nothing more than to kick him.
You're quite proud of yourself, aren't you!
You can expect to spend a whole season in the G League.
At this moment, the host took out a piece of paper, looked at it himself first, and then frowned slightly.
As the applause gradually subsided, the host announced, "The next item up for auction is also an NBA player, Wang Xiucheng, a Chinese player from the Brooklyn Nets."
Everyone in the room looked at the host, eager to know what items Wang Xiucheng was bidding on.
Some female celebrities, in particular, are already eager to try.
"Wang Xiucheng's item is not a physical object," the host said. "It's an opportunity to have dinner with Wang Xiucheng."
Instantly, many people in the venue began to whisper among themselves.
Some male celebrities seem to not understand why this can be considered an auction item?
And would anyone actually take a picture of this?
You are Wang Xiucheng, not Buffett!
Can I make money by having dinner with you?
Some of the female celebrities, however, were starry-eyed as they looked at the Chinese man on the second floor.
At this point, Wang Xiucheng's system had crashed.
What is Scarlett Johansson doing?
She actually considered this as an item to be auctioned?
What would I become then?
If it's a beautiful woman, that's fine, but what if it's a man?
"Brother, don't worry, I'll take this picture, there's no way I'll let you actually go."
Durant seemed to sense Wang Xiucheng's concern and said something.
"Thank you," was all Wang Xiucheng could say.
Reeves was completely dumbfounded.
Eating with people can actually become an auction item?
Did you hear it wrong?
Or has the world gone crazy?
What kind of place have I come to?!
"Our bar's shareholder, Ms. Scarlett Johnson, has offered $10,000. So, the starting price for this dinner with Wang Xiucheng is $10,000. You may place your bids now."
"That's what the host said."
Wang Xiucheng was dumbfounded again.
Scarlett Johansson actually offered $1.
What Wang Xiucheng didn't understand was, "Sister, do you really need the chance to have a meal with me?"
As soon as the price of $1 was announced, a collective gasp filled the room.
A meal with Wang Xiucheng costs $1?
Or is it the bottom price?
Has Scarlett Johansson gone mad?
Does she know that Chinese man?
I doubt anyone would actually accept that price.
Just as everyone was thinking this, a voice rang out from the corner.
"2 dollars!"
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