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Chapter 53 Auction (1)
Just now, it was just an episode, but Qin Shaojie paid a price of 1.3 million for it. Although he was desperately distressed, he is now a multimillionaire, not counting the money for land sales. Just now, that lovely manager Zhu gave him another 10 million IOUs. Spending this 1.3 million is nothing.
Ling Fang was very happy. It was the first time she received a gift for so many years. It was still such an expensive gift. When Qin Shaojie called her dear, although she knew that she was acting, she couldn’t help but be moved, and her charming face was red.
Two people also have no matter, and turned along while, bought a suit and a long skirt dress. After all, I have to attend the auction this afternoon.
It is said that when a woman goes shopping, the three dogs can’t stop, and going first is no exception.
Qin Shaojie couldn’t help sighing that she, the teacher elder sister, is becoming more and more like a housewife, just shopping without buying, and she is not happy.
They ate a casual meal at noon, then returned home and began to dress up for the afternoon auction.
"Shao Jie, is it nice?" Qin Shaojie was boasting in front of the mirror in the living room when she suddenly heard Ling Fang talking to him. Looking back, her eyes almost fell out of her eyes.
I saw Ling Fang wearing Chanel’s sleeveless purple dress, her hair was curled up high, revealing a white jade neck, and her two earlobes were crystal clear, which made people want to go up and play. On the snow-white jade neck, with the necklace that Qin Shaojie bought for her and a pair of black high-heeled shoes, it is really beautiful and charming.
Qin Shaojie looked dumbfounded, darling yo, the teacher elder sister this dress up, when it’s so beautiful, even if what TW first beauty, the mainland first model, who can compare with her. Even darling daughter of those big families can’t compare with one ten thousandth of my senior sister. Yes, the neckline is a little low.
Ling Fang is still very conservative, showing her arms is the limit, and if her collar is lower, she dare not see anyone at all.
"Poof bursts" LingFang see Qin Shaojie silly staring at her, almost drooling, then a captivating smile, little face pink.
"Fool, what are you looking at?" LingFang some shy asked.
"hmm? Oh. " Qin Shaojie just huanguo to god. She quickly said, "Sister, this is, you are so beautiful. Even if Chang ‘e came down to earth, it can’t compare with you. I’m almost fascinated by you."
"As long as you can speak well." No matter how noble a woman is, she also likes to listen to men’s praise. Ling Fang is no exception. Listen to Qin Shaojie said, little face red said.
It’s over. It’s over. It’s terrible. Qin Shaojie andao: The age of flower season, dressed as a charming and mature shape. It’s so tempting This is the man killer.
Sure enough, since I got downstairs, as long as I am a male, I can’t help but look at Lingfang, regardless of my age. Even the taxi driver is no exception, his eyes kept staring at Lingfang in the rearview mirror. If Qin Shaojie hadn’t slapped him, he would have to drive into the moat.
"Two, please invite an accident." Arrived at the door of Rong Baozhai, but the waiter stopped at the door.
"Oh, here you are." Qin Shaojie pulled out the invitation from his pocket and handed it to the waiter, only to see his eyes staring straight at Lingfang.
"Hey, what are you looking at?" Qin Shaojie said disgruntled.
"oh? Oh, sorry, sorry. " The waiter came to his senses and apologized again and again. When he looked at the invitation letter again, the words VIP Room No.1 were written impressively, and he was frightened.
This ….. which gentleman is this? It’s even worse than the three families. The most important thing in this auction is the night pearl. All three families are determined to win, but this one can sit in VIP room No.1, and his identity is not ordinary.
The waiter hurriedly respectfully returned the invitation letter to Qin Shaojie, bowing and smiling.
As soon as he entered the VIP room, Qin Shaojie sat down on the leather sofa. Looking at the high-grade drinks in the wine cabinet and the luxurious decoration of the VIP room, I can’t help but sigh, this is the enjoyment of the upper class.
"Shao Jie, when will the auction start?" Ling Fang looked at the auction list and asked.
"It says 2: 30, it’s 2: 00 now, soon." Qin Shaojie looked at the phone and replied. Then I picked up the auction list and looked at it.
From the earliest Qin Dynasty to the late Qing Dynasty, there are all kinds of porcelain, bronzes, calligraphy and painting, but the highlight is the last night pearl.
Qin Shaojie looked down the window and saw that there were already many people sitting in the hall. Presumably, they all wanted to buy some antiques for collection. Even if they can’t afford it, it’s a good choice to look at today’s highlight. After all, it’s rare.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Rong Baozhai auction house. There are 17 items to be auctioned today. Finally, there is a pearl from the Qin Dynasty, the bedroom of many dissenting Confucian. I hope that the treasures that you can hold will be satisfied. " The host’s voice rang out from the box stereo.
"Next, please welcome our auctioneer." When the host finished, he stood aside, and the auctioneer walked quickly onto the stage.
"Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon. Time is precious here, so I won’t waste your time. After all, wasting other people’s time is tantamount to killing people for money. " The auctioneer made a little joke and the audience laughed.
"Next, the first item to be auctioned is Mr. Zhang Daqian, imitating Tang Bohu’s picture of spring trees and autumn frost." Just after that, a picture of the autumn frost of spring trees appeared on the screen.
"Although this painting is an imitation, it is from Mr. Chang’s hand and is worth collecting. The reserve price of this painting is two million, and the price increase is not less than one hundred thousand each time. Now start the auction. "
No sooner had the auctioneer of "2.1 million" finished than the voice of bidding rang out from the audience.
"2.3 million."
"2.5 million."
"It seems that many people like this painting. 2.5 million, is there any fare increase? " The auctioneer asked with mirth.
"2.8 million." A chubby boss in the audience shouted.
"3.5 million." An old man sitting in the front row added 700 thousand at a time.
"3.5 million, there is no higher." The auctioneer asked.
After all, it is an imitation, and the value of this painting is about 3 million, 3.5 million, which is a high price.
"3.5 million for the first time."
"3.5 million for the second time."
The auctioneer paused, and when he saw that no one had increased the price, he shouted. "3.5 million for the third time, congratulations to this gentleman for taking this picture of spring trees and autumn frost."
Now it’s just tinkering around the edges. It’s all millions, at most tens of millions of items, which are for these small wealthy businessmen downstairs to buy and collect, but no one in the VIP room bids. These people are all for the night pearl. There are ten VIP rooms in all. I think they are all full.
Qin Shaojie secretly thought: It seems that it is not easy to get this night pearl today.
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