I, the emperor, aspired to the top of the entertainment industry

The next day, a trending search went straight to the hot list #沉相东小被突#, Shen Xiang’s hole flute that was originally displayed at a private antique exhibition was stolen.

"Dare to steal Prime Minister Shen's flute??"

"This is a precious antique left by Prime Minister Shen among the people! Which antique dealer is so shameless!"

"Hammer him to death! Shameless, you must find out for me!"

"I don't know the position of Prime Minister Shen in our hearts?!"

"Shh-"

A black car blatantly drove across the Champs-Elysees Avenue, and the wind whipped up the petals of wisteria on the side of the road.

Xie Mingzhou was sitting in the car, wearing a well-tailored white suit, with European-style pleats hanging from the neckline of his shirt, his slightly long hair was tied behind his head and tied in a knot, revealing his bright and razor-like facial features.

Xie Mingzhou rested his chin on his hands, and the romantic European-style buildings around him didn't interest him at all.

"Brother Xie, Mr. Louis asked when we will go to PANA." Wen Tao said, "He will wait for you to come over anytime, and he wants to talk about history with you by the way."

Xie Mingzhou remembered the Louis of PANA Red Winery, the early Louis family had friendly exchanges with the Ming Dynasty, and the Louis family respected and was obsessed with oriental culture.

"Apologize to Louis." Xie Mingzhou rubbed his eyebrows with long fingers, "Before I go to PANA to endorse, I have to go somewhere."

Wen Tao pushed his glasses in doubt: "Where are you going?"

Xie Mingzhou looked out the window, his peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, and his voice was low.

"Go get his stuff back."

underground auction.

In and out are businessmen wearing gold and silver, and there are also famous collectors. Although it is an underground auction, there are often rare treasures.

Under the glazed lamp, celebrities and gentlemen are all blond and tall, holding wine glasses to greet each other.

When an oriental man with black hair and black eyes appeared at the door, everyone's eyes were attracted.

They had rarely seen oriental faces in the auction house, and this was the first time they saw such a dignified and upright man, tall and long-legged, with a natural arrogance.

Xie Mingzhou ignored the gazes of the people around him, walked to the end, and there was that familiar figure standing by the door, wearing a black suit and abstinence.The two looked at each other and walked in together. Both of them were born clothes hangers, and they were not inferior in the slightest among a group of tall figures.

Some proud collectors whispered to each other seeing the rare oriental faces in the crowd.

"Who are these two oriental guys? I've never seen him before."

"How is he qualified to enter our venue? Tsk tsk, there is a lot of deposit for admission, can he afford it?"

"Tsk tsk, if you want to buy our antiques, can you understand our antiques?"

Xie Mingzhou didn't understand, and he was not interested in understanding at all. He came here for one purpose, and he was bound to get back Shen Shuxing's things.

Xie Mingzhou and Fu Chengu entered the arena and sat in the middle row, front and back were wealthy businessmen greeting each other.

"Boss Fu, how did you find out that the antique was stolen and sold here?" Xie Mingzhou asked thoughtfully.

"Mr. Fu found out that Mrs. Wang had private dealings with this antique dealer from country F." Fu Chen replied indifferently, "On the surface, he is the president of a technology company in country F, but in private, he is a gray antique dealer, and he is also the auction house. The boss stole a lot of antiques, raised the price and resold them for huge profits."

Recently, domestic police are also investigating cases of antique theft.As for Shen Shuxing's hole flute, he originally wanted to give it to Xie Mingzhou, but it became a tool for this antique dealer to seek personal gain.

Not only Dongxiao, but also a large number of exquisite antiques, celadon, calligraphy and paintings privately collected by the people in overseas underground auctions.

Xie Mingzhou curled his lips coldly: "Boss Fu."

Fu Chengu looked at him.

"This time, should we take a big gamble?" Xie Mingzhou leaned closer and smiled.

"Yo." A few young people on the side saw the rare oriental faces and spoke in broken Chinese, mockingly said, "There are two oriental faces here? People from Huaguo?"

Fu Chengu has studied abroad for many years, and he is not used to this kind of deliberate strike-up, Xie Mingzhou nodded slightly.

A few young people looked at the two of them and boasted, "It's rare to see people from the Hua Kingdom come to our auction. Last time we took that pair of purple clay teapots from the Hua Kingdom at this auction. I heard that they used to be sold in China. The country is on fire, you guys want to see the photos..."

The tone was like alms, and the two Chinese people appeared to be weak in Nuo Da's auction.

"Oh?" Xie Mingzhou smiled without smiling, with an inherent arrogance, his eyes fell on the front of a curly-haired young man, "I am very interested in this badge on Mr.'s body."

"This is the coat of arms passed down from our royal family." The curly-haired young man smiled proudly, "You have never seen anything normal, and the price of one piece alone is tens of millions."

After finishing speaking, the other young people onlookers laughed and spoke in the local language, teasing the two uninvited guests.

Xie Mingzhou was not at all disturbed, his eyes fell from the badge to the young man's arrogant face, and he said with a smile: "I don't know if it was passed down from your royal family."

He approached and curled his lips calmly: "But in Huaguo, if you bring a fake to the auction house, you will be kicked out of the venue."

As if hit by a blow to the head, the young man's eyes shrank, and he looked at Xie Mingzhou in disbelief, but met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but not angry.

This Huaguo person can tell at a glance that the coat of arms on his chest is a fake?The counterfeit he was about to resell!

This is a decoration handed down from their ancestors, even the natives can hardly distinguish it, how did this man see it at a glance!

The young man's arrogance suddenly weakened a bit. People around him looked at him suspiciously. He gritted his teeth and just refuted something, but he saw that Xie Mingzhou had turned his head casually and looked at the stands without squinting. Strong warning.

He pursed his lips, and finally swallowed the mocking words.

"Ladies and gentlemen! The long-awaited auction is about to begin..." the host said in fluent French.

Everyone stopped discussing and looked at the antique that was about to appear in the center of the booth.

At this time, the second floor of the stands was completely silent.

A blond man with sunken eyebrows sat quietly in the stands, looking at the crowd waiting for the auction, with a sneer in his eyes.

It is the owner of this auction house and the current owner of Dongxiao.

"Mr. Dai, if there is no accident tonight, we will make a lot of money." The subordinate at the side laughed, "I saw Hua Guo's face just now, and it is probably aimed at our hole flute."

Dyson looked arrogantly at the two strange youths in the audience, and said with a smile, "It's not in vain that I wasted so much manpower and material resources to get this hole flute. Has the auction price been set?"

The cultural value of any antique is not worth mentioning at all. In his eyes, it is just a tool for making huge profits.

The subordinate said: "The price is set to quadruple."

Dyson's smile deepened, suppressing his excitement: "Not enough. At least eight times."

Since he dared to come to his auction house, this person has designated a lot of funds, and what he is playing with is this group of stupid bosses who have a lot of money and love to pretend.

Tried and tested for so many years.

"Yes." The subordinate replied.

"Next, we will exhibit one of our antiques, contributed by a mysterious collector, an exquisite antique from Huaguo—"

The next moment, the lights were focused on the center of the booth, and a dark brown hole flute was impressively placed in it, shining with a gorgeous dim light.

Xie Mingzhou narrowed his eyes lightly, he was very familiar with this flute.

Not only is it a close-fitting item that Ah Xing loves to put down, but it is also an antique that is regarded as a treasure in the eyes of the Chinese people. It carries important treasures of history and culture, but was exiled to the hands of these black-hearted businessmen who stole and sold them, full of copper stink.

He tightened his fingers and glanced at Fu Chengu, who was also looking at the familiar Xiao thoughtfully, his eyes flickering slightly.

"The formal bidding will begin next." The host lightly tapped the hammer, "The price is 650 million Euros, and the auction starts!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the rich businessmen and collectors in the audience began to compete to bid, fighting desperately, and within 5 minutes, the price was fired up to tens of millions of euros.

"Five million euros!" The curly-haired youth stood up and said arrogantly holding a sign.

When the words fell, the audience was a little shocked.

"Damn it, a mere hole flute has been bid for such a high price!"

"People have money!"

"This is more expensive than the antiques from our ancestors!"

Another old collector also raised a placard: "700 million euros!"

Everyone was shocked again, the price of the hole flute was still rising wildly.

The curly-haired young man cursed secretly. He didn't care about the artistic value of this hole flute at all, but he wanted to buy it back and sell it again, but the current price was far beyond his expectations.

He dropped his hand dejectedly.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and it was estimated that the old collector would finally get this thing back!

"700 million euros! Once!" the host said excitedly, "Twice——"

All the participants even prepared congratulatory speeches.

The moment the host was about to drop the hammer for the third time, a steady voice sounded.

"2000 euros."

Everyone was stunned and turned their heads in amazement. The man with a cold and majestic face calmly called out the bid in fluent language, and put down the bidding card in his hand, as if the sky-high price of 2000 million euros was not worth mentioning at all.

The other young man in white next to the man whispered something in the man's ear, and the two exchanged a few words.

Everyone present was fried.

"I bought cakes, another capitalist jumped out!"

"This oriental man is so rich, my God! What is the concept of two thousand euros, I have never had so much money in my life!"

"It's too powerful! It's hidden! This is it!"

"Isn't it just a broken flute!!"

The old collector was a little angry, even a Chinese man dared to challenge him, and immediately raised his bidding card: "2000 two million euros!"

Fu Chen followed up unhurriedly: "Twenty-four million euros."

Dyson on the second floor looked at the two people who kept bidding, and the corners of his mouth taunted.

Sure enough, he was hooked.

With this huge transaction recorded, his entire auction house can be suspended for half a year.Next time, I will contact Wang's internal response, and help me pick out a few decent antiques, and resell them at a high price.

"3000 million euros." Fu Chengu's face was calm, and he finally spoke.

As soon as the voice fell, the audience choked.

For 90.00% of the people present, this is already an astronomical figure. No one thought that these two orientals would have such a big obsession with such a hole flute.

What's even more frightening is how rich this oriental man is!

"One time for 3000 million euros, two times for 3000 million euros—" The host scanned the audience, and the audience was silent and did not dare to make a sound, "Three times for 3000 million euros!! Deal!!!"

Fu Chengu and Xie Mingzhou looked at each other.

With the final word, there was an uproar in the audience.

Everyone was amazed, and immediately looked at these two Orientals with admiration, and the eyes of the curly-haired young man were even terrified.

"It's too strong! This is the highest price today!!"

"Exorbitant price! Who are these two people! They are determined to take a picture of Dongxiao!!"

"It's probably some mysterious boss OMG!!!"

Such a sky-high price transaction is rare in the exchange. It is just a hole flute from Huaguo.

Dyson couldn't restrain his inner desire. He clenched the armrest of the chair with both hands, and his smile was distorted: "3000 million euros!"

In the face of such a huge benefit, an extreme excitement rose in his heart.Stealing antiques, reselling them, this gray industrial chain, he has been working with that boss for so many years, and has met many obsessed collectors, but this is the first time he has come here, the young man who dares to spend a lot of money for a broken flute There are very few of them.

A hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes, the money of these Hua Guo bosses was really good.

It wasn't until the end of the auction that Dyson stood up, with a satisfied smile on his face, and a gentleman's temperament all over his body. Following the elegant sound of the violin, he went to the backstage to sign contracts with the bidding bosses.

As soon as he walked down the steps, his subordinates hurried over, handed over the signing letter, and whispered anxiously in his ear, "Mr. Dai!"

"What's wrong?" Dyson frowned impatiently.

"Damn it, the bidder for this hole flute has abandoned the auction!" The subordinate was terrified, his voice trembling, "Your hole flute... has failed the auction!!"

"What?!" Dyson's face changed suddenly, his eyelids twitched wildly.

Looking at the empty signing letter in his hand, Dyson's face was ashen, extremely humiliated, and only then did he realize that he had been fooled! !All the money I got flew away!

"Fuck!" Dyson stared angrily, and looked up at the two people who were leaving their seats.

But he met the cold and sharp peach blossom eyes of the young man in white clothes, as if he was coldly despising him——

As a thief, I don't deserve to stand here at all.