She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

It takes about 40 minutes.

The group arrived at a large manor.

After presenting the invitation, the servants of the manor led Zhou Mengqiu, Chen Ping'an and their group into a very spacious hall.

In the hall, there are about twenty tables, each table has only two chairs, and there are fine wines and delicious food on the tables.

Obviously, this private auction has fewer rules than a formal auction and is more like a cocktail party.

Soon, Chen Pingan and Zhou Mengqiu were all seated.

Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu stood respectfully behind An Ran.

Not long after, other people who came to attend the private auction arrived one after another, and all twenty tables were quickly filled.

"Mr. Chen, the person sitting at the frontmost table on the left is the representative of the Orleans family."

"This man's name is Andy, one of the personal servants of the patriarch of the Orleans family. Although he does not have any position in the Orleans family, he is highly trusted by the patriarch. Even the sons of the patriarch of the Orleans family want to see him. Call me Uncle Andy."

Zhou Mengqiu pointed to the white-haired old man in a tuxedo but was full of energy and introduced in a low voice.

Hearing this, Chen Pingan just nodded lightly, because it was exactly as he expected, without any deviation.

The key is how to successfully establish a connection with the other party through this auction, gain the trust of the other party, and use the patriarch of the Orleans family to be contacted by the other party.

"Although this person is an old slave of the Erliang family, he is arrogant and arrogant. Therefore, if you contact him rashly, he will leave the impression that he does not understand etiquette."

"Therefore, I plan to create opportunities for you on the pretext of discussing cooperation with the Orleans family."

Seeing that Chen Pingan didn't speak, Zhou Mengqiu continued.

"Let's decide this for now."

Chen Pingan did not object to Zhou Mengqiu's plan, but in Chen Pingan's eyes it was definitely not the best way.

Because although the other party is trusted by the patriarch of the Orleans family, he is still an old slave after all. If he contacts the other party on the grounds of business dealings with the Orleans family, it is difficult to guarantee that the other party will not be careless.

The reason why he agreed was because he couldn't find a better way now.

"Thank you for coming."

"Everyone knows something about Mr. Earl, so I won't waste everyone's time too much."

"There are a total of seven types of items in this private auction. When each type of judgment item is sent up, I will announce a minimum price. Everyone can bid freely, and the one with the highest price will win."

Most of the people who could come to this private auction were related to the owner of the count, so the auctioneer didn't waste too much nonsense and directly asked people to send up the first auction item.

"This first auction item is the posthumous work of Mr. XXXX. In the future, everyone should know the value of this painting, so the starting price of this painting is 30 million!"

As the auctioneer's explanation sounded, the people below began bidding.

In an instant, biddings were heard one after another. After about 20 minutes, the painting finally fell into the hands of a wealthy man for a price of million.

The situation for subsequent centralized auction items was mostly the same.

What made Chen Pingan more concerned was that the representative of the Orleans family never took action from beginning to end.

Therefore, if the other party is not here to support you, it means that what you want is still behind.

Chen Pingan muttered in his heart.

Time continued to pass, and soon all the first six lots fell into the hands of others.

The last auction item was presented as the grand finale.

"Everyone, this is the last lot in this auction and the most precious painting for them!" As he spoke, the auctioneer lifted up the red cloth covering the painting.

As the red cloth was lifted, an oil painting of water lilies was revealed in front of everyone.

However, after Chen Pingan saw this painting, a surprised expression appeared on his face.

How could this painting be in the hands of this count?

After muttering, Chen Ping'an's brain began to work rapidly.

At the same time, the auctioneer also began to explain to everyone present in a sonorous and powerful voice, "This painting is called Water Lily, and it is the work of Master XXXXX. In the future, everyone should be very clear about the value of this painting."

"The starting price for this painting is 8000 million!"