My Three Realms Red Envelope Group

Chapter 176
Bai Juncai turned to the side with a sullen face, and Chen Xin strode over with his caring hands.

Behind him, Bai Juncai's eyes were resentful, he put his wine glass heavily on the table, caring, you are mine, I must get you again, even if I don't get your heart, I want to get your people!
Soon the three of Chen Xin came to the seats of Zheng Yifan and the others. Zheng Yifan, Ning Zhiyuan and Xu Guangjin stood up to give up their seats to Chen Xin, causing people all around to look at him, thinking who is this young man? Let several big brothers be so friendly?
People arrived at the scene one after another, and soon they were all there. Two hosts, a man and a woman, came to the stage and said a few opening remarks, and the auction officially started.

At this moment, Ning Zhiyuan said to Chen Xin: "Chen Xin, we all depend on you today, so remember to remind us if there are good things!"

Zheng Yifan also echoed: "President Ning is right, remember to share good things, don't worry, we are just trying to have fun, and we will share half of the money!"

Xu Guangjin also deeply agrees, they are all real local tyrants, they spend hundreds of millions without blinking an eye, but at the same time they all care about face, show off, and win a lottery, which is what they value most, money is not important.

Chen Xin smiled and said: "If I find out, I will remind a few people, but don't rely on me, I'm just blind."

"Don't be humble, we can trust you!"

Zheng Yifan patted Chen Xin on the shoulder and said kindly.

These few are the beneficiaries of the last auction, and they are extremely convinced of Chen Xin's ability to appreciate treasures.

The expressions of the big men surprised Guan Guan slightly. Isn't Chen Xin a doctor? Why is he related to Jianbao again, and it seems that his skills are not bad?

However, one after another round of auctions of exhibits, Chen Xin did not find anything particularly valuable, either it was a high imitation, or it was worth the money, and there was no profit in buying it, so she kept silent.

After a round of auction, there is a 20-minute break in the middle, so that everyone can discuss with each other.

And the table of Mr. An, Mr. Zhao, and Mr. Ma was very popular, and there were many people around.

Mr. An is the president of the Antiques Association, Mr. Ma is the vice-chairman, and Mr. Zhao is the president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association. They have deep knowledge in antique calligraphy and painting. Many people asked several bigwigs for advice with the collections they photographed.

Chen Xin's position and Mr. An's table were separated by a few tables, and they could see each other. He accidentally glanced over there, and happened to see Bai Juncai walking over with a calligraphy and painting. Pay attention.

Bai Juncai walked up to him with calligraphy and painting, and said politely to the elders: "Which one is Mr. Zhao, just now the host said that this painting was handed down from the palace, can you help me grasp the eye?"

Mr. An and Mr. Zhao didn't know Bai Juncai, but he still admired his politeness, so Mr. Zhao took the initiative to stand up with a smile and said, "I am Mr. Zhao, and I don't dare to take it for granted, but it's better to discuss it together." OK."

Mr. Zhao's eyes lit up when he took the calligraphy and painting, but after observing carefully for a while, he frowned, and handed the painting to Mr. An: "Old Mr. An, come and have a look too."

Old An smiled and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it, what's the point of being modest."

Mr. Zhao said: "Judging from the brocade cloth, it is indeed handed down from the palace, but the painting level is average. It is probably the collection of some unfavored concubine, or the prince and princess. It is purely a gimmick, and it is not too big. value."

Bai Juncai frowned slightly and said, "Then how much do you think it's worth? I bought it for 60 yuan, can I get back the original cost?"

Mr. Zhao shook his head and said, "There are many collections like this on the market, and they are worth at most 10 yuan!"

Bai Juncai's face changed slightly, and then he pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's only a few hundred thousand, just use it as a throwing brick to attract jade, and make you big brothers laugh!"

As he spoke, he held up the calligraphy and painting and said loudly, "Does anyone want it? I'll give it to him for free."

All the people here are celebrities, who would care about such a small amount of money, no one responded for a while, Bai Juncai glanced away, just in time to see Chen Xin looking towards him, a sinister smile appeared on his face, and he took the initiative to go around the crowd Walk towards Chen Xin.

"Little boy, I think you're dressed poorly, so I'll give you this painting, and 10 yuan is enough for you to buy decent clothes for your girlfriend!"

Hearing this, Caring's expression changed, he was humiliating Chen Xin in public!

Chen Xin had a calm demeanor, and even smiled a little: "You really want to send me off? You won't regret it later, will you?"

Bai Juncai said arrogantly: "If you want to give it away, you can give it away. In my eyes, 80 yuan is just pocket money for a few days!"

Chen Xin nodded and said, "Then everyone, be a witness. From now on, this painting is mine!"

Caring hurriedly pulled Chen Xin's arm: "Chen Xin, don't, he deliberately made you look ugly!"

However, Chen Xin didn't seem to hear it, and stretched out his hand to pick up the calligraphy and painting, and as soon as he was about to receive it, Bai Juncai suddenly retracted, then stabbed and tore it in half, and threw the torn calligraphy and painting to Chen Xin:

"I'm sorry, the slippery hand is torn, you go back and repair it, it may sell for tens of thousands!"

"What do you mean?"

At this time, Ning Zhiyuan and others could see that something was wrong, Zheng Xinyu was young and energetic, and jumped up to point at Bai Juncai and yell at him.

However, Chen Xin looked normal, turned around and handed the calligraphy and painting to Caring: "Caring, take this as a gift from me, please accept it."

Caring turned his face away, and said angrily: "If you want it, you want it, but I don't want it!"

A smug smile appeared on Bai Juncai's face. He deliberately used calligraphy and painting to humiliate Chen Xin, but he didn't expect Chen Xin to be so stupid as to accept it.

At this time, some people around were pointing and pointing, looking at Chen Xin with disdain.

"Where is this idiot, don't you know that people deliberately humiliated him with calligraphy and painting?"

"You can't say that, how can it be worth tens of thousands of dollars!"

"What are tens of thousands of dollars? You and I earn millions every minute. We can't afford to lose this person!"

People whispered, but they didn't shy away from it. Ning Zhiyuan, Zheng Yifan and others all had ugly faces, and they suddenly had some doubts in their hearts. Was it purely a coincidence that Chen Xin made a big splash last time?

Caring was even more glaring, hating Chen Xin for being too disappointing, taking advantage of this little advantage, and the goodwill he had accumulated for Chen Xin collapsed in an instant.

But Zhao Lao'an's old men shook their heads and sighed, wondering what kind of medicine Chen Xin sold in the gourd.

At this time, Chen Xin took a few glances at the calligraphy and painting, and suddenly said with a smile: "Mr. on you."

As he spoke, he tore the calligraphy and paintings into pieces, and the scraps of paper fell all over the ground.

After tearing it up, Chen Xin slapped the remaining scroll on the table heavily, and the wooden scroll wrapped on both ends of the scroll rolled out of the brocade immediately.

Bai Juncai still dismissed this. Anyway, he had achieved his goal of insulting Chen Xin. Even if he threw the painting into the trash can, it would be difficult to restore his image.

At this time, Chen Xin smiled and waved to Mr. An and the others: "Mr. An, please come over and appraise my treasure."

(End of this chapter)