Chapter 1200 Discrimination from White People
Paris is romantic, and you can see different scenery especially in the summer.
Zeng Wangcai sat in the passenger seat, giving navigation to Zhang Xiuzhi as she drove across the entire city of Paris, without looking away.
Almost all of the foreign girls passing by the car window had two good looks, but Zeng Wangcai didn't dare to look at them as it would easily lead to misunderstanding.
Fortunately, the car and license plate were good, so the two of them drove all the way without encountering any trouble, and Zeng Wangcai did not call Mason.
The name of the estate of the noble who presided over the auction is quite interesting, it is called Rose Estate. It is not located in the city but in the suburbs north of Paris. It covers a large area and is planted with a large number of roses, hence the name.
"Wife, turn left. Yes, it's this intersection!" Zeng Wangcai pointed to the left and put away his phone. "Don't forget when we get there. I'm Mr. Lei and you're Mrs. Lei. Don't let it slip."
"Yeah!" Zhang Xiuzhi nodded slightly, stepped on the accelerator, and the car turned left.
Entering this road, Zeng Wangcai said with emotion: "Wife, do you see this? This is the difference. In China, we are crowded with people, but it is not the case abroad. There are fewer people and more land. We must admit that they enjoy this aspect better than we do. This road is the special road for their Rose Manor. It is not far from the city, and you can enjoy the pastoral scenery."
"What's good about it? If you like it, just stay here." Zhang Xiuzhi glanced at Zeng Wangcai, "If it were me, I would still like Zengzhuang. It's good to have talented people. What's good without people? People in the village and outside the village help each other, and there are people to talk to when they are free..."
Yes, Chinese culture and Western culture are in conflict.
Zeng Wangcai should just shut up!
It's not that he likes this lifestyle, he just feels sad about the congestion in cities after seeing the rural people entering the cities in later generations.
Zeng Wangcai, who didn't have the time to lie down in later generations, entered the society at a young age and had to be a social animal. He got up early and squeezed into the subway to go to work. He enjoyed XT every day.
At first Zeng Wangcai was happy and enjoyed himself, but then the subway secret filming incident happened and he was almost scared to death.
The population of Beijing is not so large that there is no place to stand, so Zhang Xiuzhi cannot feel it.
"How about we go back and tidy up Zengzhuang?" Zhang Xiuzhi saw that Zeng Wangcai was in a bad mood.
"Let's talk about it later. We're here!" The train arrived at the station.
With the development of Zengzhuang over the years, it has actually become one of the top rural villages in the country, whether it is the infrastructure, the villagers' housing, or the planting and crops, they are all top-notch.
But it can't be compared with the rose manor in front of us.
It’s still what Zhang Xiuzhi said, two styles, two lives.
This manor is really big, with more than one building. Zeng Wangcai and his wife parked their car in front of the main building and even had a sign-in event.
Afterwards, under the guidance of the waiter, we came to the sea of roses behind the main building, crossed the sea of roses and came to a building in the sea of flowers on the left side.
This building is huge, even bigger than the main building.
When I walked into the building's gate, I saw a huge hall. There was nothing else inside except the pillars. It was like an extra-large movie theater.
Needless to say, this building might be used by the owner specifically for exhibitions, because in the hall, apart from the pillars, there are all kinds of glass covers, which gives it a bit of a museum feel.
The items here are actually displayed in a unique way for people to observe first, which shows that the owner of this auction is full of confidence and is not worried about accidents.
"Sir, Madam, what would you like to drink?" A waiter came up to greet them and introduced, "The auction will not start until three hours later. We have prepared drinks and food here."
"Thank you, we'll do it ourselves!" Zeng Wangcai waved his hand, not wanting the waiter to serve him.
What kind of service? It's clearly visible at the buffet area on one side of the hall, and groups of people participating in the auction are gathered there.
Zhang Xiuzhi took Zeng Wangcai's arm, and the two walked into the buffet area together.
There were quite a few people in the buffet area, almost all of them were white. When Zeng Wangcai and his companion came in, they were like a tiger among a flock of sheep, and immediately attracted attention.
A young white man who might be several generations of wealthy people and his two companions blocked Zeng Wangcai's way: "Where are you from? How did you get in? This is not the place for you to come."
The young white-skinned man raised his eyebrows and looked disdainful, as did his other two white-skinned companions.
This is contempt and discrimination. No matter what kind of contempt it is, it means looking down on others. If this is not someone else's territory, I doubt whether these guys would say something more unpleasant, such as driving people away or even taking direct action.
This is a natural gap between races, which is not so easy to fill.
There are always people in later generations who say that this kind of discrimination is due to our failure to stand up straight. Yes, that's right, this is a big factor, but Zeng Wangcai feels that it is not entirely the case now.
It was very simple. Neither he nor Zhang Xiuzhi revealed their identities at that time, so Baipi had no idea what country they were from.
This is a pure clash of skin colors!
"Don't pull me, I'll beat him to death!" Zhang Xiuzhi struggled slightly with her arm that was being pulled by Zeng Wangcai.
With her temper, if Zeng Wangcai hadn't held them back, these three white brats would have died eight hundred times.
“Don’t worry, your hands are dirty!” Zeng Wangcai smiled, not getting angry at all. “Beating people may make you feel better, but it’s not worth it. You have to let them hit you at the place where they think they are the best. That’s enough… Okay, leave it to me. Don’t let it get out of your mind.”
"Hmm!" Zhang Xiuzhi finally quieted down.
"Hello!" Zeng Wangcai responded to Baipi with a very graceful smile, "We are from Thailand, Chinese... We were invited by Mr. Victor to this auction. Is there any question? Here is our invitation."
He took out the invitation, showed it to me, and put it back in his pocket.
The white man in the lead changed his expression and his attitude immediately became much gentler.
Zeng Wangcai's two sentences and one action revealed two pieces of information: not where he came from or his Chinese identity, but Victor and the invitation.
Victor is the owner of this manor, a local big boss who has connections in both the black and white worlds. Few people can afford to offend him. Generally, those who can be personally invited by Victor to the auction here are of extraordinary status.
Just like Baipi and the other two, their family elders brought them to the auction, which was also a normal channel, and they were not qualified to be invited by Victor.
The second one was the invitation, a gold-stamped invitation with a light pink rose on it.
This kind of invitation is very rare. Someone has done statistics and found that including all the events, big and small, held in Rose Manor, less than ten such invitations are sent out in a year.
The reason is simple. There is only one prerequisite for getting this invitation, and that is that your status and position must be at least equal to or higher than Victor's.
There are very few such people in the country, and not all of them will come to participate in the event. It is meaningless to talk about them internationally, at least they are not something the three white people can afford to offend.
"Excuse me, sir!" The white man in the lead immediately changed his expression, "Excuse me, sir, what is your name? Do you need us to introduce the items here to you?"
"No need, go play."
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