"It's not a fundraiser? What is that?" Huang Zongliang asked in surprise.
"Isn't this obvious?" Lu Fan sneered, "A primary school student's painting can be sold for millions, what else can it be but money laundering?"
The theory of money laundering at auctions has been around for a long time, especially at some major international auctions.
Many people say that the reason why so-called artworks that are completely incomprehensible can be sold for astronomical figures is the result of money laundering.
This auction in Pengcheng definitely couldn't get that kind of high-end art, so I don't know which genius came up with such an idea to directly auction the works of primary school students through fundraising.
We can’t help but let everyone show their love, right?
Anyway, there is always a way to put the charity money into one's pocket.
But there is a drawback to doing this.
There must be a limit to showing love.
For the works of primary school students, one or two million is enough to express love. If it is more, it will be too fake.
If the quality is not enough, then you can only make up the number of times, so they hold this auction every week.
Lu Fan is now certain that Zhou Qing must have thought that the donation here was a real donation, and wanted to use the charity money here to build a new school building for Izumo Village Primary School.
But something unexpected happened later, and even she was trapped here.
Lu Fan is not a messenger of justice or the incarnation of the law. He doesn't care at all what the purpose of Hong Yu and his gang is to hold such a charity auction.
He didn't want to meddle.
But if something really happened to Zhou Qing here, I'm afraid he would have to mind his own business.
"Then what should we do now?" Huang Zongliang obeyed Lu Fan's command in everything.
Anyway, he came here just to satisfy his curiosity.
"Since it's money laundering, then these buyers at the auction must be their own people. What do you think, if a strange buyer suddenly breaks in, how will they react?" Lu Fan smiled, and then looked for Sit down.
Xiao Liu's face turned pale: "Brother, you can't cheat me. Didn't we just agree?"
He brought the person here. If Hong Yu was frightened, he would be the first one to look for him!
"Don't worry, I said I wouldn't let Hong Yu have a chance to embarrass you, and I'll keep my word!" Lu Fan smiled, and then shouted, "Two million!"
They were sitting relatively far back, and his shout made the guys in front turn around.
People who come to participate in this kind of auction have actually agreed in advance that the price must be within a reasonable range. They believe that a love of about one million is reasonable, so the transaction of every auction item here is The prices are around one million.
But now a two million person suddenly appeared, and this one was completely different from what they had discussed before!
Everyone was muttering in their hearts and couldn't help but look back.
Looking at it, I saw three people sitting there, two of whom I didn't know, and one who was familiar to everyone.
"Liu Wenyuan, why are you here to participate in the auction?" Someone shouted directly.
"I have two friends who came from out of town. They are enthusiastic about charity, so I wanted to bring them here to see the charity we Pengcheng people do." Liu Wenyuan smiled dryly, and finally made up a reason that was not so outrageous.
"Friends from out of town?" The person before became confused.
These things they did were all arranged in advance. If a foreigner suddenly showed up, I didn't know if there would be any problems.
"What? The auction isn't going to continue yet? I quoted a price of two million, didn't the auctioneer shout?" Lu Fan asked pretending to be surprised.
"The friend in the back row quoted a price of two million. Is there any higher price?" the auctioneer had to start shouting.
"Two million times!"
The people in front looked at each other. Someone took out his phone and started sending a message, while the others winked.
"Two million and one million!" One person raised the offer.
"Two million and four hundred thousand!" Lu Fan immediately increased the price.
"The friend in the back row quoted 2.4 million, do you want to increase the price?" the auctioneer shouted.
The people in the front row looked at each other again. The person who sent the message looked at his phone and shook his head.
"Two million and four hundred thousand once!"
"Two million and four hundred thousand twice!"
"Two million four hundred and three times!"
"Congratulations to the friend in the back row for buying this painting full of light and hope for 2.4 million!" the auctioneer announced the result.
Spending 2.4 million to buy a primary school student's painting is indeed a very ridiculous thing.
After the results were announced, a man who looked like a waiter quietly walked up to Lu Fan.
"Sir, you have taken the picture just now. Can you swipe your card?"
"Huh? Pay now? Isn't the auction over yet?" Lu Fan frowned and asked pretending to be confused, "When I attended auctions before, I always paid together after the auction ended!"
"If you want to wait until the end of the auction to pay together, you can, but we need you to pay a deposit first." Although the waiter's tone was polite, there was no room for doubt.
"Okay, I'm so annoyed. I won't take pictures anymore. Take me to the back to pay!" Lu Fan stood up pretending to be impatient.
"Please follow me." The waiter led the way and led the three of them to the backstage of the auction.
There, they met a middle-aged man about forty years old.
"Xiao Liu, are these two your friends?" The middle-aged man obviously also knew Liu Wenyuan.
"Yes, Mr. Guan." Liu Wenyuan was very polite to him and introduced him, "This Mr. Guan is a good friend of our Young Master Hong Yuhong from Pengcheng. Young Master Hong will listen to Mr. Guan's opinions on many things!"
Lu Fan knew that this guy was probably Hong Yu's senior think tank.
Unexpectedly, Hong Yu actually knew how to find a special think tank. It seemed that the business was doing a lot.
"You don't want to be a good friend, but thanks to Mr. Hong's respect, you always like to ask me if you have anything." Although Mr. Guan seemed to be self-effacing, there was a hint of pride in his words.
Being able to make the number one son of a city obey his advice is not an ordinary skill.
"I don't know what you call me, where do you come from, and what do you do in Pengcheng? If you two are in need, you can also ask me, Guan. I can still get some things done in Pengcheng."
"That's great!" Lu Fan clapped his hands, looking very happy.
"We came from Lianhai, and the purpose of going to Pengcheng was to find a friend of mine. I wonder if Mr. Guan has seen this friend of mine." As he said that, he found Zhou Qing's photo on his phone and handed it to him. In front of Mr. Guan.
