Chapter 324 Charity Auction (1/2)

Chapter 324: Charity Auction

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Li Du turned to look at the young man. Isn’t this Marate? he thought.

They had met at the truck dealership. They had even made a bet, but Marate had lost the challenge and ran away without fulfilling the terms of the bet.

Marate noticed Li but acted as if he had not seen him. His eyes were fixed on Sophie.

Sophie put on a courteous smile but her voice sounded distant. ”It’s good to see you here, but are you actually glad about it? I can’t see any happiness from your eyes.”

Marate was embarrassed. ”Why wouldn’t I be happy about it? I’m happy to see you every single time...” he fumbled to find the correct words. ”I also don’t know why, maybe God—”

”Don’t, Marate. Don’t use God to cover for your lies. That’s not right. I hope you can respect my faith.” Sophie instantly changed her attitude when she heard Marate mention God.

That certainly made Marate even more ashamed. But he still refused to leave.

Li Du also felt that this fellow was really thick-skinned. If he ran away from a lost bet in front of a girl he liked, he would definitely never see that girl again.

However, Marate apparently did not think like him. He appeared so confident in front of Sophie that he made Li feel as though he were the loser who had run away from the bet.

Both parties were not happy to see each other. Marate had not given up on Sophie. However, Sophie had adopted a more distanced and courteous attitude toward him; she used formal words when talking to him too.

Finally, Marate backed off. As he left, he whispered to Li Du, ”Don’t bother, pal, you won’t get anything from Sophie. She won’t marry a non-white.”

Li Du countered back in a whisper as well, ”Then she won’t marry you either.”

Marate sneered, ”Not possible, I’m a white—”

”No, you’re green,” said Li Du. ”Your heart is green from jealousy, and it dyed your skin green.”

His words infuriated Marate. He gritted his teeth and said, ”If not for the event here today, I’d beat you to a pulp.”

Li Du smiled and shook his head. If it were a normal argument he might be interested in continuing. However, this type of weak threat made him feel like he was pitted against a child. What was the point in fighting him?

Li Du declining the challenge caused Marate to think that Li was afraid of the threat he’d made. He glared at Li’s back and his eyes flashed.

American church activities were formal. Especially activities where there was a large number of participants, everyone would need to participate in the endeavor.

Sophie told Li Du that the organizers had been preparing for the event for half a month. There were people in charge of sending email invitations, others took care of the online registration and tabulated the number of participants attending the event. Some took care of the preparations for food and refreshments.

In addition, there were also church members who would perform at the event; performances such as singing hymns, playing the piano or other instruments—all these need to be rehearsed prior to the actual event.

The priest would need to prepare his sermon. There were also volunteers who would help ferry people about. Arrangements for cleaning up before and after the event also had to be coordinated and so on.

Because this was a charity auction, it was more complex. Lynch and several other rich people were put in charge; they donated money, helped organize the event, or both.

The auctioneer who had the nickname ”White Gloves” was a middle-aged man with a loud voice. Li Du knew him—they had met each other in storage auctions before. He usually hosted auctions for Smith Storage and Vagabond Storage Company.

His name was Lewis Luther. After seeing Li Du, he came over to greet him. ”So you’re from this church too. I didn’t know that.”

Li Du laughed ironically. ”Sorry, I’m not a Christian. I accompanied a friend here.”