Even Song Jinming, no matter how calm he was, couldn't sit still!
The other party's delay in raising the price put him in a dilemma.
This is 60 million!
The entire venue suddenly became silent.
Xia Ye didn't increase the price, leaving Song Jinming completely passive.
On the other side of the venue, other people in the venue were talking about the rich man's successful acquisition of the Guiguzi Descending Mountain Picture.
"The son of the richest man spent 50 million to buy the heart-turning vase, and now he spent 60 million to buy the Yuanqinghua vase. He is really rich!"
"As expected of the richest man! The price is 60 million. No one dares to ask for more than the richest man, right?"
"The richest man is bound to get this Yuan blue and white jar! This is a huge spend!"
Song Jinming's face became increasingly ugly, but he was praying secretly in his heart, hoping that Xia Ye would increase the price quickly so as not to embarrass him in front of everyone.
The host on the stage raised his arms and shouted: "Sixty million once! Sixty million twice! Sixty million three times! Deal!"
After hearing the final word, Song Jinming was stunned!
This was his biggest frustration since participating in the auction.
For this auction, he only prepared 100 million in cash, and the remaining funds were all invested in financial management, stock market and real estate.
As the business celebrities at the venue responded to him, they shouted congratulations: "Congratulations to the richest man for getting this Yuan blue and white jar of ghost millet descending the mountain!"
Song Jinming did not give any response, but his whole body suddenly became numb.
He took a deep breath, stood up and came to the stage to ask the auction staff: "The funds I currently have are not enough to pay for two lots. Can I apply for asset mortgage?"
The staff of Fengmingxuan shook their heads helplessly and said: "Mr. Song, I'm sorry! Transactions at our auction can only be made by card, cash or check, and asset mortgages are not supported!"
Song Jinming looked embarrassed and said: "But I am still short of a deficit of 10 million, can't our auction be accommodating?"
"Mr. Song, I'm sorry! The total value of the two items you have taken is 110 million yuan. If you cannot pay the corresponding amount, we will blacklist you in accordance with the regulations, and you will never be able to trade antiques in Fengmingxuan. And the compensation will be three times the base price. If the remaining amount cannot be made up, the antiques obtained from your bidding will be confiscated and mortgaged, and the remaining compensation amount will be made up."
Song Jinming was silent!
These are Fengmingxuan's rules. Since you have come to this auction, you must naturally follow all the rules of this auction.
Song Qingzhe came to Song Jinming and asked with concern: "Dad, what's going on?"
Song Jinming took a deep breath and said: "At present, the two auction items exceed the budget amount I hold, and I may have to face the problem of compensation."
Song Qingzhe was stunned.
He would never have imagined that his father, the richest man, would also face the embarrassing situation of being short of money.
"Dad, this matter is not simple. Aren't those business celebrities all trying to fawn over you? How difficult is it for you to ask them to borrow ten million?"
Song Jinming was slightly startled.
As the richest man, he has never been in the embarrassing situation of asking someone to borrow money.
What's more, he has already established an image of an unruly richest man in the eyes of everyone.
If you ask him to lose face and borrow money, wouldn't it be tantamount to making him lose his dignity?
But facing the huge compensation, he could only temporarily put down his posture and let Song Qingzhe ask everyone what they wanted to see if anyone was willing to help.
"Then go and ask for me."
Song Qingzhe asked around among many business celebrities, and no one was willing to lend him even one million, let alone ten million.
"Mr. Song, are you kidding us? Your dad is the richest man. He can't even get out 10 million right now?"
"Master Song, how can our financial resources be compared with the richest man in Song Dynasty? Ten million is nothing to the richest man in Song Dynasty, right?"
"You want 10 million? If the richest man in Song Dynasty is really in such embarrassment, why not give up the title of the richest man in Longcheng City."
After listening to the sarcastic words of those business celebrities, Song Qingzhe became even more angry.
When his father was in trouble, no one was willing to help him?
Song Qingzhe came to Song Jinming in disgrace, shook his head and said, "Dad, none of these bastards are willing to help. Now you can see the faces of these guys."
Song Jinming pondered and said: "When a tree falls, the hozens scatter. I have known for a long time that these people are unreliable at critical moments!"
"Dad, what should we do now?"
Song Jinming took a deep breath and said, "Then we can only pledge the auction items and accept compensation."
Song Qingzhe said unwillingly: "Then the revolving bottle I finally took a photo of must be returned to the organizer?"
Song Jinming clenched his fists and said: "Let's record this debt for now. One day, this revenge will be avenged!"
Unable to come up with enough money to buy the lot, Song Jinming had no choice but to hand over the bottle to the organizer, and then received a compensation of 40 million from Song Jinming.
Song Qingzhe gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, I'm so unwilling! Why do you want to take such a big risk?"
"I...I thought my price increase plan would be perfect, but I didn't expect that guy to be one step ahead and not continue to increase the price, making me fall into the trap he set. He is really not a simple guy!"
"Dad, who are you talking about?"
Song Jinming looked towards Xia Ye not far away, took a deep breath and said, "That's that inconspicuous guy."
Although Song Qingzhe didn't know Xia Ye, the aura he exuded from that person was already intimidating to him.
The news that Song Jinming's transaction was not successful quickly spread throughout the auction, and the situation exploded!
"What? The richest man didn't take pictures of the two lots! He's the richest man. Doesn't he have enough capital reserves?"
"Isn't this too embarrassing? The most important thing in a place like Fengmingxuan is the rules. Now the richest man has really overturned!"
"I heard that the revolving bottle has been mortgaged and a compensation of 40 million has been paid. Isn't this too tragic?"
With the continuous discussion, Song Jinming felt his face burning hot.
Isn't this too fucking embarrassing?
As the richest man, he can't even buy a lot worth 100 million yuan. If this news spreads, people will laugh out loud, right?
Song Jinming no longer dared to stay at the auction. After paying the compensation, he quickly left the venue with Song Qingzhe.
Yang Shihua and Yang Guoxing heard that the richest man Song Jinming did not buy the lot and left in despair, with extremely shocked expressions on their faces.
Is this Xia Ye’s predictive ability?
Does even the richest man clearly know how much money he brought to the auction?
In fact, Xia Ye was gambling on this matter, and she won the bet without any risk.
"Brother Ye, your operation is too powerful, isn't it? You actually know that the richest man doesn't have enough money?"
Xia Ye said with a smile: "I saw that he couldn't hold his breath, so I already knew this was the result. I just can't hold my breath better than him."
Some people died, but not completely...
