Chapter 84

From the mouth of a foreign friend to say the fate of Buddhism and Taoism. No matter how you look at it, it's awkward.

Moreover, auctions have always been limited only by money, so how could there be other restrictions?

Mr. Robertson, that's really capricious!

all of a sudden. The scene exploded. Robertson looked at the men in suits and leather shoes who were blowing up their hair, and he knew exactly what their goals were.

They just need to be a foil in this scene!

"Everyone, please rest assured. This method is only applicable to the first auction. The second auction will be the same as usual, and the method will remain the same."

With Robertson's guarantee. The hairy ones were all smoothed out.

and. If you know Robertson well, you know that there is absolutely no chance of rejection for what he decides.

Rather than offending him, it's better to obey and brush your face at the same time.

All of a sudden, the venue changed from noisy to silent, and the auction officially started.

The first thing that was lifted was a calligraphy and painting of a famous poet in the Ming Dynasty. The style of writing is sharp. The poems are particularly artistic, and those who like poems, it is not bad to take pictures of them.

There are rich people. I like to buy something like this to go back and pretend.

Robertson hasn't started the lottery yet, and the players off the court are already ready to move.

The so-called lottery was that Mr. Robertson randomly selected a few invitations from a pile of invitations.

At the beginning, the people below complained a bit, but they called a few people back and forth to bid, and they felt good, very exciting, because they didn’t know when they would be called. This kind of anticipation is a bit like raising your hand and waiting for the teacher’s roll call when you are studying. .

"44"

The light shone on the audience, and on the seat No. 44, everyone's eyes also looked at it.

"Dad, it seems to be calling us."

"what?"

Cheng Wu was still hooking up with the people at the next table, and didn't pay attention to what the auctioneer was saying. For him, he didn't intend to auction any items here at all, so he didn't want to waste this money.

The auction price of Bo'an Company is not low.

"Make an offer, everyone is waiting."

"Why don't you talk, maybe you can't even ask for a price, how did this person get in?"

Bo An's asking price was not an ordinary sign, he had never been to such a prestigious place, and just now he was only thinking about how to hook up with rich people, and he didn't pay attention to any rules at all.

He lowered his voice, "Wenwen, do you know how to bid?"

The atmosphere at the scene became more and more noisy, and Cheng Wen couldn't hear what her father was saying at all. She only saw disgusting and contemptuous looks from all around, trying to dismiss them.

Cheng Wen cares most about other people's eyes, and she feels that she is the same as these wealthy families, how can she stand others pointing at her, so she directly presses a number on the instrument on the table.

Anyway, I will continue to call the number in the future, and it doesn't matter how much the price is.

"One million, the highest asking price for this Qingming poem book is one million, and it's a deal."

The hammering of the deal was accompanied by warm applause, and Cheng Wen was stunned.

Why don't you continue to bid? Such a piece of broken calligraphy was sold from 50,000 to 1 million, which is more profitable than robbing.

"Please wait until after the auction, and pay at the venue to complete the transaction."

Cheng Wu is crazy, how could his daughter take a picture of broken calligraphy with one million yuan?

"Cheng Wen, who gave you the right to set the price? One million, do you know how many businesses I can find to earn back one million?"

Cheng Wen didn't expect to be photographed by her, "Who told Dad that he didn't speak just now, the eyes of those people just now, as if we sneaked in, why should they look at us like this, everyone is the same."

"It's the same. If someone dumps a million dollars, his face won't change. If I take out a million dollars, I feel distressed."

"You are not allowed to speak later, otherwise, you will be responsible for the troubles you cause."

The second auction has already started, and Cheng Wu has been in no mood, staring fiercely at Cheng Wen, lest she cause him any trouble again.

The second auctioned item turned out to be a small knife from the Jin Dynasty, which was used to castrate eunuchs.

Although a bit morbid, there are still people who like to collect these, and the bidding went around, and Mr. Robertson continued to draw invitations.

"44"

Cheng Wu's eyes widened. The bright light made his eyes sore and uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand to block part of the light, "It's over, I won't take pictures."

What's the use of such a small knife, don't even give it to him.

"No way, it's so cheap that you can't afford it, why come here if you can't afford it?"

"Maybe there is only a little bit of the family's net worth, which is used to buy what you want."

"What did Bo An do this time? Why did cats and dogs come in? It's so detrimental to the style."

"This person seems to have just said that he wants to discuss business with us, isn't he? He can't get out such a small amount of money. Fortunately, he has the nerve to mention it."

Cheng Wen was restless by these stares, she tugged Cheng Wu's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Dad, why don't you buy it, it's not expensive, and there are only three people shouting in front of you, so you should continue to shout. "

Cheng Wu thought for a while, he didn't want others to think that his company couldn't even provide such a small amount of money, and the future cooperation would also be blocked.

He endured it, imitating Cheng Wen, and entering a number.

He felt that what Cheng Wen said was very reasonable, and he wanted to tell others that their company had enough power to cooperate with any wealthy family.

Therefore, the price he entered was a bit high.

"The second item, 500,000, was successfully auctioned, and the third item will continue."

Calling them again and again, no matter how slow Cheng Wu was, he knew that he had followed someone else's way.

Someone is deliberately dealing with him.

But he hasn't offended anyone recently, even if he offends, they are all small things, and he is not qualified to ask Mr. Robertson to help make fakes.

This so-called alternative auction method is aimed at him. All the items and the final number are all from them. Moreover, the price is raised very high every time, as if the collective is dealing with him alone.

How could Cheng Wu beat them? His heart was full of resentment, but he didn't dare to get angry. When he was called later, he had the cheek to skip over and not shoot.

He has already thrown five million in, and if he asks for more money, he won't be able to give it even if he sells the company.

Cheng Wen kept her head down, avoiding those glaring and disdainful eyes, and the harsh sarcasm kept ringing in her ears.

Cheng Ling watched the play for a long time, and was very satisfied with the embarrassed expression of Cheng Wu and Cheng Wen. At this time, she pressed the price in her mind.

When the clicked number is not shot, other people have the chance to snap it up.

If someone rushes to take a picture, the central screen will display red and her seat number.

"Five million, this lady is offering five million, if no one grabs it, then the deal will be paid."

What Cheng Ling took a fancy to was a Jade Buddha. She remembered that the parents of the president of r&y company were very interested in Buddhism. Usually, others gave gifts to the president. Cheng Ling thought that finding a new way might have better results.