The richest man in the world: one billion pocket money at the beginning

Chapter 13 Don't Take Your Worth, Challenge My Pocket Money
Chapter 13 Don't Take Your Worth, Challenge My Pocket Money
Zhou Qianran smiled, and said again: "Boss Qin is not as stingy as you think."

"Just joined the job yesterday, they gave us a month's salary in advance, and there are additional bonuses."

"Although Fengxing Investment has just started, it will definitely become the largest financial company in this city in the future. I believe Mr. Qin has this ability."

Zhou Qianran's high evaluation of Qin Feng aroused Wang Jinrong's dissatisfaction even more.

I just heard him mutter in a low voice: "How can there be anyone of my age who can do better than me, ha!"

Although he is two or three years older than Qin Feng, he is generally considered to be of the same generation. After graduating from university, Wang Jinrong has earned a net worth of millions by virtue of his hard work all the way.

Moreover, he also owns his own small auction company. He doesn't believe that anyone can do better than himself, and he doesn't believe that someone like Qin Feng who looks younger than him can do better than himself.

He felt impossible, very unlikely.

In order to prove this idea, he deliberately said: "You two sit over there with me, and we will auction together."

After finishing speaking, Wang Jinrong snorted, thinking that at the auction later, if you can't afford it, I'll see how I hurt you!

Qin Feng didn't speak, and walked over with Zhou Qianran.

The auction will go ahead as scheduled.

At the venue, a middle-aged auctioneer first came up, and his resume was introduced on the big screen behind him.

As soon as the screen changed, a photo of the first product appeared. It was a bronze tripod that looked very old, and the audience was ebullient.

"Good stuff, it looks like a product of the Western Zhou Dynasty."

"I think it's about the same as last week. The water for this kind of antiques is too deep. Let's observe first."

"You don't know yet? Many of the commodities here have been authenticated, and [-]% of the cultural relics are genuine."

There was a commotion in the crowd, and many people talked about it.

The auctioneer sorted out the documents of this cultural relic, then coughed heavily, sternly knocked on the table and said, "Everyone be quiet, let me introduce the origin of this item."

"This bronze tripod comes from an ancient tomb in the Song Dynasty. It has a history of nearly 1000 years. It has a very high collection value and is certified by a certificate."

"The original owner of the bronze tripod, due to poor management of the company, caused the company to lose money, so through Mr. Wang Jinrong's auction platform, he is planning to sell it to repay the debt."

"Now, the auction of the product starts, and the starting price is 100 million!"

As the auctioneer's voice fell to the ground, the sound of quotations began to sound.

"108 million, no one wants to snatch this treasure from me today!"

"120 million, as long as there is a certificate, I will order this thing."

"130 million! Of course there is a certificate. Didn't you see the certificate pressed under the small tripod? Don't snatch it from me. I want this treasure!"

"... "

The quotation was extremely fierce, and many people stretched their necks to compete for the quotation, but Qin Feng's area was exceptionally quiet.

Qin Feng sat on the chair, raised his head slightly to look at the small cauldron, expressionless.

Wang Jinrong next to him caught this scene, couldn't help smiling, and sneered, "What's wrong, Brother Qin Feng? The business of millions of dollars scares you out of your wits?"

"Is this still the big boss? I don't think so!"

Qin Feng did not speak, and continued to observe the small tripod, until the small tripod was photographed by others for 156 million, and he did not make a move.

Wang Jinrong was even more proud now, and said to Qin Feng embarrassingly: "Hey, I thought you were here to buy things, but I didn't expect that you were here to watch the excitement."

"But it doesn't matter. After all, I don't have the capital to bid, so I can only watch the fun."

Although Qin Feng didn't speak, Zhou Qianran couldn't listen anymore, and frowned and said to Wang Jinrong: "Wang Jinrong, can you stop looking at people with this kind of eyes?"

"What's wrong with my eyesight? Did I say something wrong?" Wang Jinrong said disdainfully.

While talking, two items were auctioned again.

At this time, a strange calligraphy and painting appeared on the big screen. The ink was very light and the handwriting was scribbled. Even the auctioneer was very disgusted with it, and said casually: "Unknown landscape painting, no authentication certificate, starting price 20."

"Twenty...[-], don't dare to make random quotations without a certificate."

"Twenty... thirty thousand."

There were very few quotations in the audience, and only a few made two perfunctory quotations with the mentality of finding treasures.

When Qin Feng saw the painting at this time, his eyes lit up, he raised his hand lightly, and lightly quoted a price.

"300 million." Qin Feng raised his hand and said.

"what?"

Everyone looked at Qin Feng in unison, as if they were looking at aliens, their eyes were full of doubts.

"What the hell? 300 million yuan to buy a pair of unauthenticated calligraphy and paintings? Are you out of your mind?"

"What kind of operation is this, why can't I understand it?"

"Fool, think you've made a lot of money, but you've actually lost a lot!"

As soon as everyone heard that Qin Feng had offered 300 million yuan, the audience immediately began to mock. Wang Jinrong didn't let this opportunity go, and laughed mercilessly.

"Dude, are you stupid? Buying this kind of thing for 300 million, is there any place to spend the money?"

"This is 300 million yuan, not 300 yuan. Do you know how to do business?" Wang Jinrong said.

"Business? You're thinking too much, I'm just out of interest, and I'm just taking photos for fun."

Qin Feng was expressionless, and responded lightly: "For you, 300 million may be your entire net worth, but for me, it is just pocket money."

"Don't take all your wealth and challenge my pocket money."

hiss!
As soon as these words came out, the audience gasped, filled with jealousy.

I heard this is a human language?
300 million is actually called pocket money, how rich is it to say such a thing.

When I buy a dish, I have to ask the price. This guy is good, he didn’t even ask, and the price reached 300 million. If he wasn’t really rich, who could quote such a price so calmly.

Simply, there is no humanity at all!
At this moment, Wang Jinrong was flushed with anger.

Vaguely, he seemed to understand the gap between himself and Qin Feng, which seemed to be a chasm.

But Qin Feng didn't bother to answer him, and reached out to ask the auctioneer: "300 million, can I take this painting?"

The auctioneer just woke up from the shock, closed his dislocated jaw, and immediately said, "Yes, yes! This painting is now yours!"

After speaking, he tapped the gavel three times.

This painting was taken away by Qin Feng. After Qin Feng paid the money, two waiters carefully held the painting scroll and came to Qin Feng.

"Mr. Qin, this is the painting you just took." The waitress said respectfully.

"Thank you." Qin Feng picked up the scroll and left without looking at it.

Everyone looked at his back eagerly, with complicated emotions.

(End of this chapter)