Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s

Chapter 738: Chapter 731: Auction

The crystal shoes were personally delivered to the Yun Mansion by the manager a few days later, along with a complimentary Supreme VIP Card from the Apollo Mall. The manager placed particular emphasis on introducing this VIP Card.

It’s said that only twenty of these cards have been issued in the entire Capital City, and those eligible to own a Supreme VIP Card are the elite figures of country Z; it’s not just about having money. This VIP Card represents prestige, façade, and status. Sisi was able to obtain one mostly because of her identity as the granddaughter of the Yun Mansion.

According to the manager, even a big shot family like the Jins only has one VIP Card.

Sisi didn’t regard this kind of VIP Card as anything special. Buying things, no matter where you buy, as long as you have money, what can’t you buy?

Besides, such things that represent status are merely marketing gimmicks by merchants. Truly prestigious people don’t need external objects to showcase their status. Presumably, those who chase after such cards are people of middling status, feeling somewhat awkward, right?

It’s like the saying: real people don’t show their face, and those who show their face aren’t real!

The crystal shoes, after being delivered, were left by Sisi to collect dust, like pearls covered in dirt. If Master Mo’er knew, he would probably be heartbroken!

The weather gradually got hotter. With nothing to do during the day, Sisi went to the Tian Family to help the elderly couple wash their thick winter quilts, replacing them with lighter ones. She also took their winter clothes to the dry cleaner for a wash, neatly arranging them afterward to be ready for next winter.

After washing at the Tian Family, she washed at the Yun Mansion, happily washing every day.

One day, Zhang Jie brought her a letter, an invitation from a charity auction, inviting Sisi as a VIP and allowing her to voluntarily provide an auction item. The proceeds would be used to help the disadvantaged.

"Auction? Not interested?" Sisi merely glanced at it and tossed the invitation to Zhang Jie, continuing to eat her ice cream.

Zhang Jie placed the invitation on the coffee table with both hands, mysteriously saying, "Do you know who the head of this charity organization is?"

"Who?"

Sisi didn’t even lift her head, focusing on eating. Zhang Jie, envious, quickly ran to the fridge to grab a cup for herself.

"The Young Madam of Jin Family."

This piqued Sisi’s interest. She picked up the invitation and examined it carefully. Sure enough, she found a line of small words at the bottom: Wan Yun, Chairman of the Baihe Foundation.

Wan Yun was indeed the famous name of Young Madam Jin.

Baihe Foundation?

Sisi couldn’t help but laugh. Who exactly is this serving?

Thinking about how in a few years, the word "Baihe" would become a metaphor for a certain special group, Sisi was quite eager to see what expression Wan Yun would have on her face.

"You know, Wan Yun, relying on the Baihe Foundation, has really gilded her face, and Jin Guangrong regards her highly," Zhang Jie said.

Sisi’s mind stirred, asking, "Does the Baihe Foundation raise a lot of money? What charitable acts has it done?"

Zhang Jie pursed her lips, "How could it not be a lot? Wan Yun, relying on her identity as the Young Madam of Jin Family, knows many wealthy people. Which of those businessmen wouldn’t want to curry favor with her? Just the annual charity auction gathers a significant amount. As for charitable acts, they have done some, like building schools for kids in the mountains, buying clothes and study materials, all reported in the news. Otherwise, how could Wan Yun be so prominent?"

"Are the foundation’s accounts public?" Sisi asked again.

Zhang Jie gave her a puzzled look, "Why should they be public? Public for whom?"

Sisi slapped her forehead, realizing that at this time, the government’s credibility was still very strong, and people wouldn’t be suspicious of such non-profit organizations.

She just had an intuition that with the Jin Family’s greed, how could they pass up on the foundation as an excellent money laundering tool?

If she could catch any black marks on the foundation, she would surely bite a significant chunk out of the Jin Family!

Thinking of this, she was instantly motivated, finishing her ice cream in a few bites before dragging Zhang Jie to find a suitable auction item.

Nothing too expensive, lest it benefits the Jins, nothing too cheap lest it embarrasses her; what to choose?

Sisi racked her brain, staring into the jewelry box full of jewelry.

Zhang Jie’s eyes twinkled, slyly smiling, "Aren’t you into painting, Sisi? Just auction off one of your paintings. It’s both classy and grand, a perfect choice!"

Sisi felt a bit embarrassed, hesitantly saying, "Isn’t that improper? My paintings aren’t presentable."

"Why not? I think they’re quite beautiful. Hurry, go pick a painting from your studio."

Sisi: Your level of appreciation is only fit to look at Du Du and Huahua’s paintings!

But under Zhang Jie’s persistent urging, she went to her studio and picked an earlier masterpiece from a few years ago, a playfulness scene with Du Du, Ya Ya, Mao Dou, and a big black dog playing in the front yard of Yun Mansion. Sisi considered it quite satisfactory, Mr. Yun even complimented it, saying it had a hint of spirituality.

"This is really nice, can you bear to part with it?" Zhang Jie admired it fondly.

With her words, Sisi indeed hesitated and reluctantly put the painting back and forth.

No, this painting has sentimental value, how can it be taken out randomly? Sisi decisively put away the painting and picked out a flood scene.

This painting was inspired by a night she floated in a flood, and she felt quite good about it.

She solemnly stamped her seal on the painting and sent it for framing.

Baihe Foundation Chairman’s Office

Wan Yun was looking at the list the secretary brought, a long line of densely packed names making her head dizzy. She rubbed her temples and decided not to read any more, directly asking the secretary.

"Is He Sisi participating?"

The secretary nodded, "She is, Miss He has already sent in an auction item."

Wan Yun raised an eyebrow, "What did she send?"

"A painting, painted by Miss He herself."

Mouth twitching, this He Sisi is indeed sharp, casually painting something to make up the numbers?

Sisi laughed triumphantly: letting you Jins profit is out of the question!

The auction took place on May 31st, organized by the Capital City’s Wuzhou Auction Company. It was rumored that the person responsible at this auction company had a great relationship with Wan Yun, and each year Baihe Foundation entrusted its auction activities to Wuzhou Auction Company.

If Wan Yun was really up to something, then Wuzhou Auction Company wouldn’t be too clean either. Maybe Wuzhou Auction Company was even owned by the Jin Family.

The 31st arrived quickly. Sisi headed to the auction with Zhang Jie and Shangguan, and because she was a VIP, she sat in the front row, the most prominent position.

He Xuewen also received an invitation but he was never interested in these kinds of things, always sending Yuan Jin in his place. This time, because Sisi was attending, Yuan Jin didn’t come. Speaking of which, he also found these events tedious, and for charity, He Family Winery builds quite a few schools every year, why rely on the Baihe Foundation?