My charming CEO wife

The auction of "Men's Killing Song" has officially started.

Lin Qiu, president of Haicheng Calligraphy Association, honorary vice president of Fudan University, and a great scholar in the world, personally served as the auctioneer.

He cleared his throat:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the bidding price for this painting "Song of Killing a Man" is——"

He compared a finger.

Not a million, not 100 million.

But -

"One dollar."

The people below started talking.

Who would believe that a dollar can buy it?

This is actually an auction format.

There is no reserve price in the auction, and there is no limit to the price increase.

This is an expression of self-confidence that the auctioneer believes that this painting will fetch a sky-high price.

silence.

About ten seconds passed and no one bid.

It's all hesitation, how much to pay, it's not considered abrupt, it's not considered presumptuous.

At this moment, a fat man with big ears stood up and shouted:

"I... I offer [-] million!"

With a thick -Shan-Xi-accent, with a big gold chain and Buddhist beads in his hands.

Typical coal boss look.

Beside the fat man sat Tang Mengmeng and her father.

This table is basically from Shanxi.

One hundred million, eight zeros after one, is already an astronomical figure.

Can you take a picture of this letter?

the answer is negative.

Soon someone raised a sign.

"Two billion."

"Three hundred million."

……

"Five... five hundred million!"

A middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses and a refined appearance stood up and shocked the audience.

Lu Chen looked at it, but was a little surprised.

This person is Li Yaodong.

The boss of the Eastern Group.

Five hundred million is not a small amount to him.

The crowd was shocked.

However, [-] million is not the limit of this copybook.

"I offer 5000 million."

Another placard, Gu Xichao, young master of Changfeng.

Still not the limit.

"I give [-] million."

Zhao Pan, President of Apple Asia Pacific.

"5000 million."

Lin Shu discussed with Su Yingjun's group of rich and young, and then reported such an astronomical figure.

All of a sudden, the bidding price was raised by 5000 million.

Seventeen of them, rich and young, who are quasi-first-tier in Haicheng, are bidding jointly, 5000 million each.

As this number was announced, the venue gradually became quiet.

One word, 5000 million?

This figure has greatly refreshed the auction price of domestic literary works!

Let's see how many people are still eager to try. Is this pace really going to break one billion?

crazy.

Is the world crazy, or are these people crazy?

God knows.

Everyone picked up materials and the flames were high.

this moment.

All eyes were on Lu Chen again.

Admiration, appreciation, fear, jealousy, jealousy.

All kinds of beings in the world.

Lu Chen's eyes were indifferent and full of confidence, and his smile was gentle. No matter which angle he looked at, his expression was impeccable.

Don't be arrogant or impetuous, don't rush or break.

To see the depth of a man, just look at two times.

When you are down, you are proud.

Don't be discouraged when you are down, and don't be arrogant when you are proud.

This kind of man, even if he temporarily lacks opportunities to lie dormant in the grass, sooner or later he will turn into a dragon when he encounters water and soar into the sky.

At this time, he is the best in the world, and he is unparalleled in the country!

……

The astronomical figure of 5000 million was reported, and everyone was quiet for a while.

Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, a timid voice sounded: "One billion!"

She is a pretty girl.

holding a sign.

Lu Chen looked at her.

She also looked at Lu Chen.

He didn't hide the admiration in his eyes at all.

Tang Mengmeng is a little girl.

She reported an astronomical figure of one billion, which shocked the whole audience.

Everyone was shocked.

Only the middle-aged man with a full face beside her was still indifferent.

Lu Chen was taken aback.

Knowing that this girl is a local tyrant, I really didn't expect her to be so inhumane.

One billion, buy yourself a picture?

What is this for?

As for it?

Based on their friendship, he would give her a picture even if she didn't need money.

When the price of one billion yuan came, Gu Xichao, Zhao Pan, Lin Shu, Su Yingjun and others all sat down and chose to give up.

Not that they can't afford the price.

but not necessary.

Just when everyone thought that this picture would be photographed by the daughter of the CEO of Datang Group, another person raised a placard.

"A billion and twenty million."

Very indifferent voice.

From a character no one expected.

The head of the four great sons in the southeast, the son of the Wei family.

"You little boy... why did you buy my calligraphy?"

Lu Chen was puzzled.

"11 billion."

Tang Mengmeng raised the price without hesitation.

Treacherous inhumane, naturally capricious.

"11 million."

Mr. Wei continued to raise the placard, his expression still extremely indifferent.

"13 billion!"

Tang Meng and the rest got angry, they added 5000 million directly.

Even the rich middle-aged man next to her could not help but twitch his cheeks.

Datang Group is one of the top ten private companies in China.

His net worth should be the highest person in this reception.

Taking one billion yuan to buy a painting for my beloved daughter, although it is a bit extravagant, it is still affordable.

The most important thing is that this painting is really worth the price.

This transaction is not a loss.

Furthermore, who told his precious daughter to admire the author of this painting, that saintly Mr. Lu, and to emphasize to him that this painting is bound to be obtained?

But if it exceeds [-] billion, it will be considered a loss.

He was a businessman, not used to losing money.

But seeing his precious daughter's determined face, even though it hurts, she still endured it.

"Mengmeng, fifteen at most, more than your father, I'd rather beat you up."

The rich middle-aged man smiled wryly.

Because looking at Mr. Wei on the opposite side, it seems that [-] billion can't be deterred.

"14 billion."

Sure enough, Mr. Wei raised his placard again, his expression still indifferent.

"15 billion."

Tang Mengmeng gritted her teeth and directly stated her bottom line.

"18 billion."

Mr. Wei seemed a little impatient, and actually added [-] million directly.

"two……"

Tang Mengmeng was so angry that she wanted to increase the price again.

"Girl, don't get excited..."

The rich middle-aged man was crying.

Tang Mengmeng gave Young Master Wei a hard look, and said helplessly, "You won..."

Very unwilling to sit down.

She also wondered.

I haven't heard of any friendship between Lu Chen and Mr. Wei.

Why is Mr. Wei willing to spend [-] billion to buy his calligraphy?

Although she is young, she is not stupid.

Her family's old Tang had already analyzed the value of this painting with her, and it would not exceed [-] billion.

She paid 15 billion, with a premium of [-] million, because of her admiration for Thirteen Lang, and she wanted to collect his calligraphy, no matter what happened in the future, she must have some thoughts.

Then this Mr. Wei, is it for that?

There is a premium of [-] million yuan to buy this painting?

Don't say she doesn't understand, Lu Chen doesn't understand either.

But as soon as the sky-high price of [-] billion came out, the dust settled on this copybook, and it was taken by Mr. Wei.

"18 million once!"

"18 million times!"

"make a deal!"

Lin Qiu knocked down the gavel, bringing the auction to an end.

A copybook is worth [-] million yuan. There are no ancients before, and it is unlikely that there will be anyone in the future.

What a prestige.

What an honor!

As the auctioneer, Lin Qiu is also honored!

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