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Many elite figures from various industries in Los Angeles appear here, some of them are successful people, or handsome men and women, all of them are glamorous and beautiful.

Celebrities who are active in the upper class like this kind of occasion the most; some Hollywood movie stars are also invited to come.

Naturally, many playboys followed, such as Xiao Li's generation.

They are beauty hunters, and they are also prey in the eyes of some people. For example, those actresses who are not yet famous, look at them very fiery.

Charity auctions are very common in Europe and the United States, and they are very important social activities.

At the gate of the manor, a waiter inspected the invitation, and Liu Qingshan and the others were let go.

Inside the manor, there are dedicated waiters to guide the parking. When everyone looked around, they were all luxury cars.

In contrast, the two cars that Liu Qingshan and the others drove were a bit unremarkable.

"Boss, you have earned so much money, you should also buy two good cars, otherwise you will be laughed at by others." Grace was a little stimulated, and she started teasing Liu Qingshan as soon as she got off the car.

Liu Qingshan felt calm and walked straight to the hall.

In the hall, the soothing sound of the piano, the gorgeous lights, and the crowds of men and women, all intertwine the so-called high society.

As soon as Liu Qingshan and the others entered the door, they attracted a lot of attention. There were very few oriental faces in the hall.

Liu Qingshan and the other three men were all wearing Chinese collars. Liu Qingshan's handsomeness, Li Tie's ruthlessness, and Li Tieniu's strength were all on display.

Especially the three ladies, Liu Yinfeng, Huang Yueming and Grace, were all wearing cheongsams, and they looked extremely dazzling among the ladies in evening gowns.

Liu Yinfeng is as elegant as a chrysanthemum, Huang Yueming is like a peony blooming, and Grace is as passionate as a fire, attracting men's attention very much.

"Liu, here, here." Xiao Li's voice came over, and Liu Qingshan and the others followed the sound and walked over.

Xiao Li is also very formally dressed today: a tuxedo, a white shirt, and a black tie. He looks like a gentleman with an elegant demeanor.

He bowed politely: "Three beautiful ladies, you will be envied by many women tonight."

This kind of compliment made Grace immediately smile. As for Liu Yinfeng, she naturally wouldn't take it seriously.

"Liu, this outfit of yours is very elegant after wearing it. You must introduce me to do it tomorrow."

Xiao Li's eyes lit up when he looked at the Chinese collar on Liu Qingshan's body.

They were chatting and laughing here, but they didn't realize that there was an old Chinese couple on the sofa not far away, looking at them.

The old lady was so excited that when she stood up from the sofa, her whole body was trembling.

I saw her stretching out her skinny fingers, her lips trembling: "Like, it's so similar, it looks like it was carved out of the same mold..."

"Shuying, what's the matter?" The old man beside him quickly reached out to support his wife.

If Liu Qingshan also looked at this side, he would recognize that this old man was the Du Bo from Chinatown.

Du Bo was also a little surprised at the moment. At their age, they had already seen many things, and they really didn't know what made his old wife so excited.

The old lady took out her handkerchief and wiped her eyes. She didn't know if she was wiping her tears, or she wanted to clear her eyes so that she could see more clearly.

"That girl looks exactly like Third Sister." The old lady's gaze was on Liu Yinfeng.

Du Bo gently stroked his wife's back, he could understand his wife's mood, probably because he saw compatriots in cheongsam, which made him feel so cordial.

He also looked over there, and when he saw Liu Qingshan, he was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face:

"Shuying, don't get excited, I'll invite them over later to chat with you."

The old lady nodded, and then shook her head vigorously: "Let's go there now, I can feel that that girl must have something to do with Third Sister!"

At this moment, the music in the hall suddenly stopped, and then, several people walked into the hall surrounded by a white-haired old man, and applause followed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome tonight's honor." The white-haired old man is tonight's host, Frank. His family has always been the royal family of this state, and there have been several governors.

And he himself is also a rich man who is enthusiastic about charity, so he has a lot of connections in Los Angeles.

Seeing the owner appearing and the auction was about to start, Du Bo helped his wife and sat back on the sofa.

After Frank delivered his speech, he announced the start of the auction. It was divided into two sessions, with a relatively long break in between for the guests to communicate with each other.

This kind of charity auction is not as formal as the auction house. There is no number plate or anything, and all the proceeds from the auction are used for charity.

The auctioneer quickly showed the first lot, which was provided by Mr. Frank. It was a gold watch that he wore when he was young. The starting price was one dollar.

That's right, the starting price of all auction items is the same.

Naturally, the guests showed face to the host and bid in an orderly manner. In the end, the gold watch was sold at a price of [-] US dollars.

This is true for several auction items in a row, most of which are items used by celebrities.

Liu Qingshan has no interest in these things, so he is a little bored.

And at this moment, the voice of the auctioneer came into his ears: "The next work is provided by Mr. Du Yunfeng, a painting by Master Zhang Daqian."

As soon as he heard Zhang Daqian's name, Liu Qingshan became energetic immediately.

This one is truly a master figure recognized by foreigners and has played a huge role in the promotion of Chinese painting in the world.

Together with Picasso of the same era, he is also known as a master of Eastern and Western art.

That is a real master, a master recognized by the international painting circles. It can be said that he is absolutely unique among modern Chinese painters.

In European and American countries, Master Zhang has been invited to hold art exhibitions many times, and many museums have purchased the paintings of the master for collection.

Note that it was people who took the initiative to invite them, not like some painters who later paid their own money to hold art exhibitions abroad and put gold on their faces.

Because Master Zhang mainly lived overseas in his later period, most of the works that remained in China were works before liberation. At that time, Master Zhang's painting style had not yet reached its peak.

But now this picture of empty mountains and secluded valleys is a work of splashed color by Master Zhang in his later years, which is vigorous and full of images.

"One hundred thousand." Liu Qingshan raised his hand to signal, and immediately bid one hundred thousand, which also shows the respect for the master, it is necessary.

As soon as the voice fell, someone next to him followed suit: "20."

Listening to this voice, Liu Qingshan felt a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

So he followed the prestige and saw a few people in suits standing there, also of Asian descent.

And the young man in the lead was also looking towards Liu Qingshan, with a bit of complacency and a bit of provocation in his eyes.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but sink in his heart: that young man is indeed Mitsui Ki of the Mitsui Consortium.

This really echoed that sentence: It's not that enemies don't get together.

Chapter 628 The battle has just begun

With the rapid development of the island country's economy, many people from the island country naturally appear in various auction houses around the world.

They were all rich and powerful, waving the banknotes in their hands and smashing them violently.

Many works of art have been collected by them at high prices.

In fact, this is also one of their investment strategies, but it is too crazy, so it will give people the impression that they are stupid and have a lot of money.

So seeing an islander bid for the auction, everyone present knew that this painting was basically theirs.

Mitsuiki looked at Liu Qingshan provocatively with his aggressive eyes, and felt extremely happy in his heart:

How do you say that old Chinese saying, Feng Shui turns around, you bastard, you cheated us 1000 million pounds on the United flag, and I want you to taste it today!

Mitsuki had originally come to Los Angeles to discuss real estate, and their consortium was planning to purchase an office building here.

He heard that Mr. Frank held a charity auction, so he asked for an invitation through his relationship.

Unexpectedly, he ran into Liu Qingshan, an old enemy, and immediately sparked.

The moment he saw Mitsui Wood, Liu Qingshan quickly judged the situation, knowing that today's events could not be better.

After thinking for a while, he raised his hand to signal again: "50."

"100 million!" Mitsuki put on an aggressive posture.

Seeing his defiant posture, Grace on the side was very upset, and muttered: "Your quotation, it can't be Japanese yen."

There was a low chuckle all around.

Mitsuigi looked proudly: "Master Zhang's paintings enjoy a high reputation internationally, and are also favored by domestic collectors. They can be called national treasures, and we will naturally not miss them."

What he said was true. Master Zhang was also invited to hold an art exhibition in the island country, and he was indeed very popular.

It's just that this guy calls it a "national treasure", so the meaning is different: your Chinese national treasure is collected by us, hehe, what do you think?

"150 million!" Liu Qingshan continued to raise the price calmly.

In the hall, low exclamations sounded. This price has exceeded the current price range of Master Zhang's paintings.

You know, in the 70s, the museums in the United States collected Master Zhang's works, and the purchase price was only 15 US dollars.

Counting the past ten years of inflation, the price has only doubled or tripled at most.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Mitsui's mouth: "300 million!"

He was holding back all his strength to carry it with Liu Qingshan, because he knew that on such an occasion, celebrities gathered and they were the best witnesses.

What the two people are fighting for now is no longer a painting, but each representing their own country, competing for superiority.

Therefore, Mitsui Wood firmly believes that the other party will never back down.

After raising the painting to a sky-high price, he will withdraw the ladder. At that time, tell Liu Qingshan to hold the painting and cry.

Hahaha!Thinking of this, Mitsuigi's heart felt extremely happy. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he really wanted to look up to the sky and laugh three times, in order to avenge the aggrievedness at the auction a few years ago.

"Boss, stop arguing with that guy, he's a lunatic!"

Grace whispered in Liu Qingshan's ear, although the boss just made a lot of money, but the money did not come from the wind, as an assistant, she needs to remind.

Liu Qingshan smiled, and called out another price: "350 million."

At this moment, exclamations rang out in the hall. At this price, the works of painters of the level of Van Gogh and Monet can be photographed.

"500 million!" Mitsuki did not hesitate, and completely detonated the atmosphere in the hall.

Even the owner of this charity auction, Mr. Frank, frowned slightly. The development of the situation was beyond his control and violated his original intention.

Generally speaking, charity auctions are relatively symbolic, and everyone will not really get angry.

As a result, these two young people are now red with bayonets.

Frank also shook his head slightly: Young people nowadays don't understand the truth at all.

So he couldn't help complaining to an old friend beside him: "George, young people like to show off too much."

"No, this is a war." George Soros has already seen through the connotation of this matter.

Mr. Soros is an old friend with Frank, so naturally he has to come over to join him.

Frank asked a butler-like person behind him for a few words, and he understood in his heart that the unhappiness just now was swept away, and the somewhat slack face became lively:

"So George, who do you prefer to win?"

Soros shook his head: "There is no winner, but I am more optimistic about that Chinese kid. Just a few days ago, he just took away nearly [-] million US dollars from the stock market."

As soon as he mentioned this, Soros felt his teeth itch, which gave him an urge to bite something.

"Oh, this is a very powerful young man." Frank ordered the butler behind him to pour two glasses of red wine.

Wouldn't it be fun to watch the battle while tasting wine.

But unexpectedly, the battle on the field has already been decided.

Liu Qingshan shrugged his shoulders, and said lightly: "I choose to quit."

The auctioneer was overjoyed and dropped the hammer directly: "Congratulations, Mr. Mitsui, you won this painting, and the transaction price is 500 million US dollars!"

Although the auctioneer does not get a commission in this kind of charity auction, being able to fetch such a high price will also improve his reputation.

There was a burst of applause all around, but Mitsuiki was a little dazed: Boy, are you not asking the price anymore?

At this moment, he didn't feel the joy of winning the lot in his heart at all. Instead, he felt a feeling of being lifted into the air, and then fell down heavily with a snap.

The pure-looking woman next to Mitsuiki reminded him softly, which brought Mitsuiki back to his senses. He raised his arm mechanically, waved it in the air, and thanked those who applauded.

But why do I always feel that those eyes projected from around seem to be somewhat mocking?

On the other side, Mr. Frank, the owner of the auction, smiled and shook his head: "George, you seem to have guessed wrong. The young man you are optimistic about seems to lack a little courage."

Putting himself in the shoes, even if it was Frank himself, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he would not easily back down.

Soros was also lost in thought, and in his heart, Liu Qingshan's danger level was raised by another notch.

An opponent who can advance and retreat freely is of course more difficult to deal with.