Chapter 202 Your Entrance Must Be Stylish
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Updated : Oct 3rd, 2025
Auctions have always been something in Zhang Menglong's understanding that only high society had the privilege to attend. Wouldn't anything that made it to auction be worth at least hundreds of thousands, if not millions?
And for an auction like this that happens only once every ten years, even the cheapest items wouldn't go for less than a million Euros, right?
Regarding this, Zhang Menglong was still full of anticipation.
"Mr. Zhang, the formal wear you requested has arrived!" the butler placed two boxes in front of Zhang Menglong, "These are prepared for you and Miss Lu to attend the auction tomorrow."
"Is there some mistake? You have to wear formal attire to an auction?" Zhang Menglong hadn't thought that far ahead.
"You don't get it," Wang Ling said, "These Europeans fancy themselves as gentlemen; they certainly can't do without such etiquette!"
Wang Ling's luggage had long been equipped with two sets of formal attire.
"All flash and no substance, thinking they're gentlemen just by dressing to the nines?" Zhang Menglong complained. Real gentlemen and nobility never display their prejudice so overtly, and clearly, these people weren't genuine gentlemen.
But when in Rome, do as the Romans do, he still had the suit brought into his room. As for the style, he didn't even take a look; if it was designed by his personal studio, Zhang Menglong was never dissatisfied.
At that moment, Zhang Menglong's phone rang.
"Oh? Is that Poladi?" Zhang Menglong glanced at his phone. Since that dinner, they hadn't been in touch, and it seemed Poladi had heard about his arrival in Europe.
"Mr. Poladi, it's been a long time," Zhang Menglong greeted politely.
"Mr. Zhang, I'm so excited, I didn't expect you to come to Europe as well!" Poladi said, "Are you here for the auction too?"
"Mr. Poladi, you're here too?"
"How could I miss such an event that only happens every ten years?" Poladi laughed, "This time I've prepared quite a bit of money, and I must buy some good items to take back."
"It seems Mr. Poladi's business hasn't suffered due to my business." Zhang Menglong said. He himself had been criticized so badly; a public figure like Poladi must have had an even tougher time.
"It was certainly difficult at the beginning, my company's stock fell by nearly a third! I took that opportunity to buy back all the shares I could from the market," Poladi explained, "But ever since you dealt with Qingqiu Country, all those online criticisms fell apart on their own. The company's stock soared to twice its original value. My net worth is now more than double what it was two months ago!"
"Fuck! Are you two going to an auction or ascending to the throne?" Wang Ling and his girlfriend had just changed their clothes and came out of the dressing room as well.
In front of this gown, Wang Ling's girlfriend's custom dress worth 800,000 US Dollars immediately seemed lackluster.
"This thing can't be made of diamond, can it?" Wang Ling pointed at the colorful decorations on the gown.
"Yes, Mr. Wang," said the designer in charge of dressing Lu Yiyao, "this gown is adorned with a total of 1720 ordinary small diamonds."
Wang Ling pointed at a diamond that was almost a carat in size, "You're telling me this is called a small diamond?"
Wang Ling wasn't unfamiliar with diamonds; the size of these diamonds was roughly around one carat each, their cut, luster, and clarity almost perfect. In the market, you couldn't get one for less than tens of thousands of US Dollars.
Just the diamonds used for embellishing the gown were worth over ten million US Dollars!
"Forget it, I won't ask further, I'm worried about damaging my self-esteem!" Wang Ling decided not to look at Lu Yiyao's gown anymore.
"How are we getting there?" Wang Ling asked, since the venue was located on a private island with no specialized dock for ferrying guests.
"No shit, of course by boat," Zhang Menglong said, "Helicopters are too small, not spacious enough."
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"Shit! I knew it wouldn't be that simple!" However, when Wang Ling saw the "boat" Zhang Menglong mentioned, he couldn't help but curse!
This thing was hardly a boat—it was a fucking destroyer!
The destroyer was over 250 meters in length and had a displacement of over 25,000 tons. What was key, though, was that its weapons hadn't been removed—the sight of those 4.5-inch caliber main guns and dense anti-aircraft guns made Wang Ling's scalp tingle!
"I borrowed it from the President of England to play around for a couple of days," Zhang Menglong said. "Tonight's banquet will surely gather the wealthiest from all over the world. In the midst of so many rich people, arriving in a helicopter or yacht would just make me, Zhang Menglong, seem too tacky, wouldn't it?"
"You're planning to blow up the whole island, aren't you?" Wang Ling was speechless, he could even imagine the stunned faces of the people on the island hosting the auction upon seeing this destroyer, "Could you be any more flamboyant?"
"One must make a cool entrance!" Zhang Menglong smoothed his hair back, "If a man isn't flamboyant, what's the difference between him and a salted fish?"
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