Chapter 121

"You..."

This was obviously humiliating Wang Yao, and he naturally heard it.

After all, because of several things that happened before, the current situation of the Wang family is not optimistic, otherwise they will not condescend to this third rate auction.

But isn't Lin Feng responsible for all this?

Wang Yao pinched his fist and banged.

Just when Lin Feng thought this guy was really going to do it here, he suddenly smiled.

"You think too much. I just came to say hello to you this time. After all, if it weren't for you, I couldn't get this position so soon."

At this point, the conversation turned.

"But... The matter between us is not over yet."

He, Wang Yao, has never encountered any big ups and downs in the past 20 years since he was born. As soon as Lin Feng appeared, there was such a big change in his family.

Although he has naturally obtained the inheritance right, you have made the Wang family a laughing stock in the antique industry.

It's not a good thing for him to take such a company with a black history, so he wants to get it back anyway!

Wang Yaohua said this, patted Lin Feng on the shoulder, and then turned and left.

Looking at the back of Wang Yao leaving, Lin Feng just sneered.

Remember to eat or not!

After the exhibition on the first floor, Lin Feng didn't find anything interesting except the string of Gabala.

Before the auction started, he quietly took a picture and sent it to Lin Jiahui to help see if there was any connection between this thing and Wang.

Lin Jiahui responded quickly.

The patterns carved on it look like they came from the same period and place as those printed on it.

However, the age of this string of Gabala is obviously not so long. If we can find out the source, there may be some unexpected gains.

Lin Feng thought so, and his heart could not help feeling a little excited.

Unexpectedly, his move was noticed by Wang Yao's people.

Soon, the auction began.

Because of Lin Feng's previous affairs, the organizers arranged a relatively good position for him. In order to avoid conflict between the two sides, they specially arranged to be very open with Wang Yao.

But even so, as soon as Wang Yaogang sat down, people around him could clearly feel that there seemed to be a strong smell of gunpowder in the air.

But Lin Feng didn't seem to take him seriously. While dealing with the compliments of the people around him, he looked through the introduction list.

The previous string of Gabala is also in the auction, but the price is not high and is easy to get.

After the auction started, I don't know if Lin Feng and Wang Yao were present, so everyone was very interested in bidding. It seemed that they wanted to try to drive their desire.

Lin Feng was as steady as Mount Tai. In the first half, he didn't do anything except the incense burner he saw before.

As for the censer, because Lin Feng's price was relatively high before, and the value of the censer itself was not high, few people bid for it. Lin Feng took things easily.

At the beginning of the second half, Lin Feng saw the Gabala.

Because its own value is not high, the string of Gabala and several other pieces are auctioned together.

As the host's voice ended, Lin Feng immediately lit up the sign.

"800000."

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Yao's assistant also raised the sign.

"850000."

Lin Feng didn't care at first, but raised the sign again.

"Nine hundred thousand."

"950000."

"A million."

"1.1 million!"

The price increases are so frequent, and it's the same person.

This made Lin Feng turn around and take a look.

At this time, Wang Yao sitting above raised his glass to him and the corners of his mouth rose.

This sarcastic smile is undoubtedly telling him that he has robbed such things today!

Lin Feng just frowned slightly.

"1.5 million."

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere began to get tense.

After all, the appearance of that pile of Gabala is not particularly good, even lower than medium.

At the beginning, the price of 800000 yuan was good. I didn't expect anyone because these things rose to such a high price.

If it was someone else, the onlookers around would not feel anything. After all, auctions are common. After all, the two who can bid for each other are Lin Feng and Wang Yao who caused a bloody storm in Haicheng!

Wang Yao glared at Lin Feng.

Snatched the number plate from his assistant.

"Two million."

"Three million."

"Four million."

"Ten million!"

The crowd took a breath and set their eyes on Wang Yao.

It's not that the price of $10 million is amazing. After all, who here is worth hundreds of millions?

It's really amazing to buy a bunch of ordinary things at the price of 10 million.

Looking at Wang Yao again, his face was arrogant and full of pride. Even looking at Lin Feng, his eyes were full of contempt, as if he had already won.

But the assistant sitting next to him couldn't help wiping his sweat and tapping his fingers on the computer quickly.

"One hundred million."

When the three words came out of Lin Feng's mouth, everyone was stunned.

Even Wang Yao could not help frowning.

"Shit! You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

The voice was not loud, but in a quiet situation, it made everyone present hear clearly.

Lin Feng shrugged.

"Please, you are targeting me, and the auction is the highest price. If you want to continue to increase the price."

This kind of charity auction is naturally the higher the price, the better, so every item has no ceiling. As long as it can be taken out, shout freely.

This one hundred million is only drizzle for Lin Feng.

After all, the two companies founded before can be profitable.

Wang Yao's fist rattled.

The assistant shivered and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"Mr. Wang, our working capital is close to the upper limit. If we add it, the latest batch of orders of our company may be..."

"Panic what?"

Wang Yao roared.

"105 million!"

These words instantly ignited the atmosphere of the scene.

Almost everyone was rubbing their hands and looking at Lin Feng with expectant eyes.

Seems to be waiting for the beginning of a good play.

Lin Feng moved his neck and sat in a chair silently without saying anything.

"One hundred and fifty million times."

The host began to report.

This makes Wang Yao suddenly feel a little empty in his heart.

He couldn't help staring at Lin Feng, and even the palms of his hands were sweating faintly.