Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

He Zhicheng was so angry that his face turned blue.

As the second young master of the He family, when has he ever been so embarrassed?

"Come on, let's compete today. Don't you like playing this kind of game?" He Zhicheng roared, "Three million."

He pointed his finger at Zhou Qi, his eyes gleaming with cunning: "It's your turn."

"Don't be scared, give me four million and we'll fight to the end." This time He Zhicheng made up his mind that as soon as Zhou Qi made an offer, he would stop immediately.

Zhou Qi laughed after hearing this: "Why should I continue to bid?"

This sentence stunned He Zhicheng.

He Zhicheng said, "Didn't you say you wanted to compete with me on price? Don't be scared now. I've already offered three million. It's your turn now. Keep bidding. How about another million?"

Du Qianqian's body was trembling slightly. She tried her best to hold back her laughter, but she couldn't hold it back anymore.

Everyone in the entire conference hall stared at He Zhicheng with a look of ridicule, and He Zhicheng felt a chill on his back and looked around as if he was being stung by countless pairs of eyes.

"They've already said the deal can be done for two million." A voice couldn't help but remind.

Du Qianqian finally couldn't help it and burst out laughing.

The man added: "He spent an extra million on something that could have been done with two million. He is really rich."

He Zhicheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. It was like when you were playing Landlord and you thought you had a hidden trump card, but your opponent showed his cards to you and played you around without you even realizing it.

It was such a waste of three million, it was like throwing money into the wind.

Not only did he lose money, but he also became the laughing stock of the whole audience. He was so shameless!

Although he felt aggrieved, he could not lose face. He Zhicheng suppressed his anger and laughed loudly: "Haha, this is just a joke, just to liven up the atmosphere. There is no winner or loser in charity, just do your best, and those who are capable should contribute more."

"Three million can do more for the children, that's enough," he added, although everyone knew it was just empty talk.

If you lose, you lose, and you are completely fooled.

While everyone was laughing at He Zhicheng, they were also secretly paying attention to Zhou Qi.

This young man looked inconspicuous, but he easily put He Zhicheng into an embarrassing situation, which is not something that ordinary people can do.

If you think about it carefully, although his technique is not sophisticated, the effect is immediate, as simple and direct as walking the dog.

Obviously no one was willing to follow the price of 3 million. The beautiful host thanked He Zhicheng on the spot and invited him to the stage to receive the bracelet in person.

For He Zhicheng, this moment was tantamount to receiving a medal of shame.

After stepping down from the stage, he roughly pulled off the bracelet and threw it aside.

As Ho Chi-shing left the scene sadly, the charity auction was still going on in full swing.

He Zhicheng provoked Zhou Qi several times, trying to make him bleed heavily tonight and save face.

But to Zhou Qi, He Zhicheng was like a clown and was not worth mentioning at all.

The atmosphere reached its climax when the last item was unveiled.

The etiquette lady slowly walked onto the stage, and the scroll in her hand aroused everyone's curiosity.

Obviously, this should be a precious work of calligraphy and painting.

When she carefully unfolded the scroll, everyone's eyes were drawn to it.

What is presented to everyone is a painting of bamboo. Elements such as bamboo, stone and bird are common themes in traditional Daxia paintings.

Bamboo symbolizes tenacity and uprightness, stone represents perseverance, and the bird brings vitality to the picture.

Even laymen are moved by the aura of this painting; experts are even more immersed in it, savoring the exquisiteness of every stroke.

Just as everyone was wondering whether this was an authentic work, the host announced: "This painting, 'Two Birds on Bamboo', was created by Master Xu Beihong and is one of the best works in his bamboo painting series. In the painting, the bamboo and the stone complement each other, and the two birds rest on the stone as if they are having a conversation. The whole work combines movement and stillness, and is full of poetry."

It turns out that this piece of art was donated by Mr. Du Bowen, Chairman of Teng Ao Shipping.

"Let us express our deepest gratitude to Mr. Du." The host's voice echoed in the hall.

Then, amid the applause, Du Bowen smiled, raised his hand, and politely responded to everyone's respect.

This moment not only brought positive exposure to his business, but also showcased his extensive network of contacts.

"The bidding will begin now. The starting price for 'A Pair of Birds and Green Bamboo' is 500,000 RMB, and each bid increase must be at least 10,000 RMB," the host announced.

Although the starting price is already quite high, for an authentic work of a master like Xu Beihong, such a price can only be said to be great value for money.

More importantly, the meaning behind this gift represents the spirit of love and dedication.

The finale of this auction was a masterpiece by Xu Beihong.

This is not only a treasure in the art world, but also a good opportunity to attract media attention.

Whoever possesses it will gain priceless publicity.

In short, this painting means much more than its own value.

"Five hundred and ten thousand..." a voice just sounded,

They were quickly overwhelmed by higher offers.

Add 10,000? It's not worth mentioning.

In a blink of an eye, the bidding price soared to the 600,000 mark.

He Zhicheng's eyes flashed and his mind raced.

His reputation has been damaged recently. Through this auction, he can not only reshape his personal image, but also take the opportunity to make friends with Du Bowen and add color to the family. It can be said that he kills three birds with one stone.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to offer a higher price,

"Two million."

Zhou Qi's voice rang out in the silence, soft but firm.

He Zhicheng's hand was suspended in the air, and the words he was about to offer to offer seven hundred thousand were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter them.

This scene happened to be captured by the people present, and everyone felt that a good show was about to be staged.

After all, an ordinary necklace could be sold for three million before, so what kind of sky-high price would such a precious work of art eventually reach?

"You want to scare me off with two million?" He Zhicheng looked at Zhou Qi and said sarcastically, "This is an authentic work of Xu Beihong. I'm telling you straight out that I won't let it go easily. Let's fight to the end if you dare."

"Four million." He shouted out the number confidently, believing that he had a sure win.

Whether Zhou Qi follows or not, it is a victory for him: if the other party gives up, then he wins; if he continues to bid, he can withdraw at any time and make Zhou Qi pay a heavy price.

But Zhou Qi did not hesitate: "Ten million."

"You...what did you say? Ten million?" He Zhicheng was stunned, unable to believe his ears.

Just now he thought he was smart enough to double the price from two million to four million, which was shocking enough.

But now it seems that all this is nothing but a drop in the bucket.