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... because everything they wanted and needed was already in their hands.

So in order to use the money without having a loss, the wealthiest among the richest would now try to buy reputation and reverence.

But how a person could buy it? There was an event for that.

The exhibits of wealth.

Auction.

IAmFashionista was a foundation event for the richest people to help the poor.

The host for five years, Mr. Cang, the famous designer all over the world kno ...

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