I'm an almighty star

Chapter 694 The Legend of the White Snake

"I'll go, why didn't I think of him."

"Ma Huateng, his surname is also Ma."

"That's not true, moreover, Ma Huateng's assets are no lower than Ma Yun's."

There are two great people with the surname Ma in China, one is Ma Yun and the other is Ma Huateng.

The two have the same surname Ma, both are engaged in the Internet, and both are equally rich.

However, compared to Ma Yun's high-profile, Ma Huateng on the other side is much more low-key.

Basically, it is difficult for you to see so many media reports, and at the same time, not many people regard Ma Huateng as an idol.

However, in terms of strength, Ma Huateng is not weaker than Ma Yun at all.

"Wow Kaka, the two bosses of Malaysia have come forward, this is the rhythm of desperate."

"There's a good show to watch."

"Sit and watch the show."

In fact, Ma Huateng's TT company and Ma Yun's Alibaba have always been competitors.

Ma Huateng has always wanted to enter the e-commerce field. Similarly, Ma Yun has always wanted to enter the instant messaging field.

It's just a pity that the two bosses in the two major fields have built impregnable soups, no matter what method the other party uses, they can't enter.

Unexpectedly, at this auction, the two actually ran into each other.

"So it's Brother Hua Teng, are you also interested in this painting?"

Seeing that Ma Huateng made an offer, Ma Yun asked with a smile.

"Mr. Ma, I'm sorry, my surname is also Ma."

Ma Huateng was more restrained and much younger than Ma Yun, so he said sorry to Ma Yun.

"Okay then, let's make an offer."

Not much to say.

Like Wang Jianlin, both of them have similar assets, so it doesn't necessarily mean who is stronger or weaker.

If you want to win the Eight Horses, it depends on who is willing to spend money.

"A billion dollars."

Like Wang Jianlin, Ma Yun also has the same atmosphere, directly increasing the price to 7 million U.S. dollars.

"7 million."

Horses follow the price.

"8 billion."

"8 million."

"9 billion."

"9 million."

"A billion dollars."

With a bang, the quotation of 10 billion US dollars ignited the breaking point.

The auction price of Eight Horses reached an astonishing $10 billion, or 63 billion RMB.

This is still calligraphy and painting, even if it is an old antique that has been passed down for thousands of years, it is nothing more than that.

"Ah ah ah."

"Before, I always thought that Mo Bai's earning 100 billion from painting was a lie, but looking at it now, it turned out to be true."

"This should be the richest painter in thousands of years."

"of course."

"Actually, 10 billion US dollars has completely exceeded the market price of Eight Horses."

"Of course we know what the auction will do if it is really at the market price."

"That's right, 10 billion US dollars, Jack Ma really dares to shout out."

"Yes, to be honest, even if I have so much money, I'm not willing to spend so much money to buy a painting."

"That's just you. When you really have hundreds of billions, your thinking will be different."

When money reaches a certain point, sometimes it is just a number.

Not to mention, for Ma Huateng and Ma Yun, money is a number among numbers in their eyes.

However, although it is a number, $10 billion is really scary.

The auctioneer trembled with excitement.

This is the highest price for a calligraphy and painting he has ever auctioned for decades.

Moreover, it is still a calligraphy and painting of a living person.

"Will Ma Teng increase the price?"

"do not know."

"When it reaches this number, even they will consider it carefully."

Countless people stared at the screen.

At the scene, Ma Huateng seemed a little hesitant.

Even he didn't expect that Jack Ma raised the price to US$10 billion.

"Mr. Ma, you can really shout out 10 billion yuan."

Looking at Ma Yun, Ma Huateng said.

"No way, I like it."

Ma Yun showed a relaxed expression.

In fact, even though he said Qingsong, he actually felt a heartache in his heart.

One billion dollars, just to buy a painting, no matter how rich he is, can he not be heartbroken?
However, Jack Ma is now in trouble.

Originally, Alibaba was going to compete with TT Company, but now they are not only fighting for the price of the painting, but also for the company.

"Oh, I actually like it too."

Ma Huateng sighed, and glanced at the picture of eight steeds in front of him again.

"Just increase the price if you like it."

Seeing Ma Ping Teng's appearance, Ma Yun felt a little relaxed. He felt that Ma Ping Teng had given up.

It's just that the low-key horse is not something others can guess.

Just when many people thought that Ma Huateng seemed to be giving up, Ma Huateng raised the price again: "10 billion 1000 million US dollars."

"Ma Huteng has really increased the price."

"God."

"Ma Ping Teng has completely grown up today."

With a bang, the audience was in an uproar.

"11 million..."

Feeling a little embarrassed about face, Jack Ma made a gesture to add another 1 million.

However, the assistant on the side reminded softly: "Mr. Ma, the Cainiao Network you personally invested in needs a sum of funds. If you add another sum, then the cash flow on the account will be completely gone."

"All right……"

Closing his eyes, Ma Yun thought for a few seconds, and finally shook his head.

"Brother Hua Teng, you are amazing, please."

"Thank you, President Ma, for letting me go."

Seeing Ma Yun giving up, Ma Huateng also thanked Ma Yun very humbly.

"Let me let you go, I didn't want to let you, you kid, you are rich."

Standing up, Ma Yun is willing to admit defeat.

Although he failed to take a picture of the Eight Horses, Ma Yun also generously congratulated Ma Huateng.

"One billion and ten million dollars at a time."

"Twice $10 billion."

"One billion and ten million three times."

bang.

The auctioneer hammered down the final word, and this painting of eight steeds was finally taken by Ma Huateng.

"It's finally filmed."

"10 billion U.S. dollars, more than 60 billion yuan."

"No, it's almost 70 billion yuan including the agency fee."

"Oh my God……"

Countless barrages flew up like snowflakes.

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Ma for your kindness."

"Just now I thought it was Ma Ge who could take the picture."

At this time, Mo Bai also appeared at the right time, shook hands with Ma Huateng, and congratulated Ma Huateng for taking the picture of eight horses.

"You kid, are you looking for a fight?"

Ma Yun glared at Mo Bai and said bitterly.

"Just kidding, just kidding."

Mo Bai quickly avoided.

"Fuck off, no, I didn't get a picture of your painting this time, and I'm in a bad mood, or else, draw another one for me."

"Draw another picture?"

"Yes, let's draw another picture of eight steeds, so that the horse will be drawn to death."

"My God, Mo Bai, you can't do this."

When Ma Huateng heard it, he almost vomited blood.

If Mo Bai draws another picture of eight steeds, Nima, his picture will be worth half or even more in an instant.

Fortunately, Mo Bai did not agree. Although he cheated people, he also knew that rare things are valuable.

There is only one painting of the Eight Horses in the world, and it is impossible for Mo Bai to draw another painting of the Eight Horses in the future.

Even if he could draw again, Mo Bai would not know how to draw.

"No, no, Brother Mo Bai, I didn't take a single item today, so you have to draw one for me anyway."

Seeing that Mo Bai refused to follow, Ma Yun held on to Mo Bai.Seeing this, Mo Bai suddenly had an idea and said, "Brother Ma, I drew a Chinese cabbage before, or you can buy that big cabbage."

"Hey, that's a good idea."

Although the Chinese cabbage was not comparable to the Eight Steeds, it was better than nothing.

"How do you sell your Chinese cabbage?"

"Uh, I don't know, it was sold to someone else, and a collector named Lu Zhongxing bought it."

Just as he was talking, Lu Zhongxing heard something: "Mr. Ma, I am Lu Zhongxing."

"Okay, have vision."

Patted Lu Zhongxing on the shoulder: "Tell me, how much is your painting?"

"I bought this painting for 5000 million before, but now it should appreciate in value."

"I know, it must have appreciated."

Lu Zhongxing was not allowed to continue: "5 million."

"what?"

Lu Zhongxing was almost taken aback.

"5 million is not enough?"

"That's enough... that's enough, I'll bring you that painting now."

Lu Zhongxing held back the excitement in his heart.

However, after a while, Lu Zhongxing did not come over.

"This guy, where did he go? Didn't he say he would fetch the painting in a while?"

"do not know."

"Forget it, let the assistant pick it up later."

Just as he was talking, a young man came over: "Sorry, Mr. Ma, Mr. Lu has another attack of high blood pressure. However, Mr. Lu wants to confirm again, is the 5 million you said true?"

"of course it's true."

"Great, Mr. Ma, this work is the painting Mr. Lu bought from Mr. Mo Bai before."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Lu, for letting go."

Without further ado, Ma Yun asked his assistant to take out the check on the spot.

In this way, a Chinese cabbage was directly multiplied 10 times in the hands of Ma Yun, and it became a momentary talk in the history of calligraphy and painting.

Of course, Mo Bai's Eight Horses was auctioned for a sky-high price of 70 billion, which also became the most sensational hot spot of the day.

"Damn, whoever dares to say that the painter has no money in the future, I will beat him to death."

"I've always wanted to find a specialty that can make money. I didn't know what to learn before. Looking at it now, let's learn to draw."

"Me too, if you can't draw a picture of eight steeds, then draw less, and draw a picture of seven steeds, a picture of six steeds, a picture of five steeds, or a picture of one steed."

"I want to say, is it too late for my son to learn to paint?"

"Maybe it's okay, Mo Bai has only learned painting for a few months."

Accidentally, because of the huge sales of Mo Bai's Eight Horses, even domestic painting training classes became popular.

As for how many painters will be produced in these training classes in the future, only God knows.

……

"President Su, here, here, 60 billion."

The 60 billion earned from the auction, Mo Bai immediately remitted to the account of Dream Company: "How about it, I can make money at a decent rate."

"It's okay. However, the company is short of 100 billion vacancies, and there are still 40 billion. You can draw another picture."

"Painting is temporarily unavailable."

Mo Bai shook his head.

A picture of eight steeds has already sold for a sky-high price, even if another one is painted, it is impossible to sell for a lot of money.

Besides, it is impossible for Mo Bai to draw a picture every now and then.

If this is another painting in a short period of time, it is estimated that Ma Huateng will ask him to return the goods.

"It's true, if you draw another picture, Boss Ma must be crazy."

Su Ting smiled: "But it's okay, anyway, there are 60 billion to bear first, and the funds are not invested all at once."

"Don't worry, I've already thought about money."

A picture of eight steeds, Mo Bai can be regarded as seeing the value of artwork.

As long as the artwork is used to the extreme, the speed of making money is equally astonishing.

That being the case, it's time for "Legend of the White Snake" to come out.

(End of this chapter)