The explosive bidding made Song Qingzhe clenched his fists involuntarily.
As the son of the richest man, he did not want to lose face, so he could only raise the number plate in his hand again!
"Fifty million!"
When he heard 50 million, Song Jinming couldn't help but frown.
This prodigal!
Fifty million to buy a revolving bottle?
And the price paid was clearly higher than Huang Tingjian's "The Pillar Inscription".
Does he still have a brain?
If there was really a bidding strategy, when the other party just called out 40 million, he should have stopped in time and let the other party spend 40 million to take advantage of him.
Just such a mindless bidding made Song Jinming realize that his son was a fool and his brain was not fully developed at all.
Song Jinming suddenly stood up and glared at Song Qingzhe fiercely.
When Song Qingzhe noticed the gloomy gaze from his father, he couldn't help but shrink his neck.
Shouldn't he gamble on his anger?
Huang Ling suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth. He didn't expect that this kid actually shouted 50 million.
As soon as he put away the number plate, he waited for the host to start making the final call.
"Fifty million once! Fifty million twice! Fifty million three times! Deal!"
Song Qingzhe was a little dumbfounded.
What's going on with the other party?
Why did you suddenly stop bidding?
Shouldn't we call it 100 million before we stop?
Fifty million!
He spent a total of 50 million just for a short time.
After spending it, I immediately regretted it.
"Dad, I..."
Song Jinming glared at him, took a deep breath and said, "I'll deal with you when I get back!"
Song Qingzhe lowered his head, suddenly feeling a deep sense of frustration, and at the same time he couldn't help but look towards Huang Ling.
Huang Ling was staring at him with hatred, as if the two were mortal enemies.
The smoke of war never ceases.
Xia Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Huang Ling would really be taken advantage of.
Who would have thought that this kid would imitate me?
After several unsatisfactory lots, the auction was finally coming to an end.
"Now we will show the last auction item! A picture of Guiguzi descending a mountain in a Yuan blue and white jar! The reserve price is 30 million!"
When they saw the last item, everyone's eyes lit up.
If Huang Tingjian's "Inscription on Pillar Pillars" is the mainstay of this auction, then this Yuan blue and white piece is the finale of this auction!
This priceless blue and white porcelain has a high collection value in the minds of everyone.
The reserve price of this blue and white jar had already dissuaded many people at the auction.
Nowadays, there are only a handful of people in the entire venue who can offer more.
When Li Yongnian, Li Haoxuan and his son saw the picture of Guiguzi going down the mountain, their intestines were almost filled with regret.
The total funds they have prepared for this auction are only 70 million.
They had already spent 45 million on Huang Tingjian's "Inscriptions on Pillar Pillars", but now they couldn't even afford the lowest price for this blue and white jar.
Although the entire venue was filled with exclamations, there were only a few people who really dared to bid for this item.
As the richest man, Song Jinming has prepared a total of 100 million for this auction.
At present, half of it has been consumed by his unsatisfactory son, and he wants to give it a try with the remaining 50 million.
At least if this Yuan blue and white piece can be photographed, it can make up for some losses.
After all, Yuan blue and white paintings like the Ghost Valley Down the Mountain are rare to see. They may become more popular and loved in the antique market, and they may reach a value of over 100 million in a few years.
However.
Song Jinming completely ignored Xia Ye, who had been getting ready to go.
There are twenty lots in the entire auction, and there are only a handful of lots that Xia Ye is willing to sell.
And the picture of descending the mountain from Ghost Valley caught his eye at a glance!
This painting of the Ghost Valley Descending the Mountain from the previous life was destroyed after 2010. At that time, Xia Ye still felt extremely regretful.
Now that he appeared at Fengmingxuan's auction, Xia Ye wanted to get this item with the mentality of winning.
Just when he was formulating a bidding strategy, Song Jinming, the richest man, went against the rules and directly bid 50 million!
Song Jinming just wanted to make a last-ditch effort and was determined that no one could offer a higher price.
He knew the trump cards of everyone in the entire venue.
As for Xia Ye, he didn't take it seriously at all. A guy who didn't even dare to raise the price of Huang Tingjian's "The Pillar Inscription" could outbid him?
The only person who currently poses a threat to him is the second-generation mining father and son.
But just now when Huang Liang was displaying other items, he took several pictures. With a budget of 80 million, he now only has less than 50 million left.
He was completely unable to fight to the death with the richest man. He patted his thigh and said regretfully, "I'm so sorry! If I had known about some things, I wouldn't have taken pictures of them. This Yuanqinghua jar looks like a treasure at first glance. If I could take the picture back, How honorable is that?"
"Dad, you've already photographed so many things, you're almost done. We only have two hands, and we can't hold the jade Ruyi if we have gold and silver bracelets."
Huang Liang pouted and said, "Son, aren't you rich? Why don't you take a photo of this thing for me?"
Huang Ling hesitated.
He was waiting for Xia Ye to take action.
When the relationship had just changed, Xia Ye didn't take any action and just watched him perform with the son of the richest man.
I'm afraid Xia Ye won't miss this opportunity with this piece of Yuan Qinghua, right?
At this time, Xia Ye quietly raised the number plate in his hand, calmly and calmly.
"Fifty-one million."
If it weren't for the fact that the minimum bid increase in this auction could only be one million, Xia Ye would have bid ten thousand if she wanted to. Anyway, as long as it was always a little more than Song Jinming's, it would be fine.
Song Jinming didn't panic at all when he heard 51 million. He held the number plate high and calmly shouted: "60 million!"
The imposing Song Jinming had no expression on his face, even if he didn't have enough cash on hand, he didn't panic at all.
"Brother Ye, what should we do? This is the richest man in Longcheng City. It's hard for us to deal with him, right?"
Xia Ye smiled and said: "I'm sure he can't afford 60 million. He changed his mind to 50 million for a bottle of wine before. He was bluffing me."
"Then shall we increase the price?"
"No increase in price. It just depends on how he will end up with it. If he can't afford the Yuanqinghua pot, this lot will still flow into my hands."
Yang Shihua suddenly realized: "I understand! The other party is deceiving you, but you are not bewitched by the other party."
Xia Ye smiled and nodded.
At this time, Song Jinming's mood was particularly complicated, and there was a little cold sweat on his forehead.
If he cannot afford the 60 million yuan to buy blue and white porcelain, he will not only be blacklisted by the auction house, but he will also have to pay three times the minimum bidding price.
In other words, if he cannot afford 60 million, he will have to pay 90 million.
If he is currently insolvent, then he will have to seize the 50 million previously auctioned items, and he can only leave the venue after paying the remaining 40 million.
Song Jinming took such a big risk just to make Xia Ye fall into a high price trap and dig a hole for the other party to jump directly into.
But what Song Jinming never expected was.
The other party wouldn't accept his move at all!
Some people died, but not completely...
