Huo Chenghong smiled and said, "Okay, buy it if you like it."

The woman is full of hearts.

A painting that nobody cared about, because Wei Yiran downplayed a few words, it immediately became a woman's favorite.

In subsequent auctions, Huo Chenghong's female companion also frequently asked Wei Yiran.

Wei Yiran is proficient in playing, and appreciating such antiques is also a kind of "play". He talked freely, and the guests next to him listened to a few more words. Slowly, the atmosphere of the auction became warmer, and the bids rose steadily.

This is a result that everyone loves to hear, and in the auction house, the most embarrassing thing is that no one bids.

Now the atmosphere is heated up, buyers can afford to buy, and sellers are making happy.

Huo Chenghong's female companion bought the famous painting and was in a great mood. She felt that the painting was not only valuable, but also had a good meaning.

She said to Wei Yiran: "Fortunately, I met you, or I missed it."

"I don't dare to be it, I just came to relieve Huo Ye's boredom, and I'm so familiar." Wei Yiran replied with a smile.

This is true, the female companion was amused by him all of a sudden, and said: "You can relieve Huo Ye's boredom, you can be considered a little capable."

After all, she glanced at Huo Chenghong like a silky eye.

The corners of Huo Chenghong's mouth curled up slightly, with a faint smile, without speaking.

Wei Yiran said: "It's also good luck today. The auctioneer seems to be a novice with insufficient control of the field."

"Auction Master?" The woman chuckled, "Isn't that the one who beats the hammer? What other control skills are needed?"

"Naturally need." Wei Yiran explained with a smile, and the rest of the light observed Huo Chenghong calmly, "...It seems that the auctioneer is just raising the hammer for the offer, but in fact, the auctioneer needs to have keen judgment and ability to control the field. When a product is displayed, an experienced auctioneer can determine the real buyers in the first place, and let the artwork show the greatest value under his hammer."

"It doesn't sound easy." The woman leaned in Huo Chenghong's arms and smiled. "What do you think, Huo Ye?"

"Yeah." Huo Chenghong nodded faintly. "The auctioneer needs to know every auction item well. Like a miscellaneous, he needs to master all-inclusive knowledge. Such an auctioneer usually has to go through hundreds of auctions. Therefore, In general large auctions, the organizers are willing to find older auctioneers."

Older people have rich experience and the probability of passing the auction is lower.

But for today's auction, the arrangement was for a young man whose sweat beads on his forehead shimmered in the light, and he did not know whether it was hot or nervous.

"What Huo Ye said." Wei Yiran caught up with the conversation and said slowly, "The pros and cons of the auctioneer have an impact on the auction price. Fortunately, Huo Ye's wise eyes did not call the previous two collections pass."

Wei Yiran was referring to Huo Chenghong's two previous bids.

He has observed that Huo Chenghong is not cold about those collections. After all, he is the owner of the Huo family. What good things have not been seen? It's just a pity that no one cares about good things.

However, afterwards, the introduction of the auctioneer continued to dry up, and did not highlight the shining points of the auction items at all, and the rhythm was also slow and weak, so that the scene was frequently cold. Huo Chenghong felt boring and a little uninteresting.

Huo Chenghong said: "Mr. Wei has unique insights into auctions. Why not have tea together later."

Wei Yiran nodded: "It is a great honor."

He has never introduced himself, but Huo Chenghong clearly calls him Mr. Wei. It can be seen that even though Huo Chenghong has just arrived in Qingjiang, he has already understood the people and affairs of Qingjiang clearly.

Wei Yiran sat quietly, lying flat on his thighs, his hands tightened unconsciously, his knuckles turned white...

The opportunity is here.