The next afternoon, at 2:30, Christie's auction house.
The hall that can accommodate 300 people is full of people. This is a semi-official charity auction, so all parties will give some face to support it.
Tang Ruoxue and Gao Jing also arrived at the venue early and sat quietly in the corner waiting for Yunding Mountain to start filming.
A total of twenty-eight items were auctioned today, and each item was valuable.
A passionate auctioneer announced the official start of the auction with a wave of his hand after his opening remarks.
The first lot is a samurai sword from the beginning of the century.
"Blood flowing!"
This is an extremely sharp samurai sword.
The famous knife maker Kitano Taro is hand-made and selects handles inlaid with black steel, ivory, amethyst, agate, bronze and diamonds.
It was once used by a prominent king.
The base price is 10 million.
This made everyone present excited. With such a coquettish start, there must be a lot of good stuff today.
The katana was eventually sold for fifty million.
After twenty consecutive auction items, the door of the venue was pushed open, and a group of men and women in colorful clothes walked out.
The leader was a man with long hair.
He is 1.8 meters tall, with handsome features and a tall nose. He looks like the star Takeshi Kaneshiro and has a very feminine temperament.
Next to him, there was Ling Qianshui, who was held up by three thousand black hair.
Wearing a simple white shirt and black skirt, Ling Qianshui looked very charming.
The slender legs covered with black stockings are as perfect as a gift from God.
Slender and straight.
Every step a woman takes will exude a sense of charm.
But her gentleness and charm all belong to the long-haired young man.
Behind the two men, there were seven or eight men and women in colorful clothes.
One of the old men in gray clothes had a scar on his face. His expression was dull and his eyes were half-squinted, giving him a sinister aura.
The long-haired young man ignored the looks from everyone and walked straight to the front row to sit down.
He also crossed his legs.
No one criticized the indecent image, and many people greeted me respectfully.
Even the auctioneer stopped talking slightly and subconsciously bowed to the long-haired young man with a flattering sneer on his face.
Gao Jing said in a low voice: "Mr. Tang, Mr. Zheng has ended personally."
Tang Ruoxue's eyes were cold: "It seems that we are bound to win."
"It doesn't matter, we are now strong and strong."
Gao Jing brushed off yesterday's fear: "With Master Ye behind us, we won't lose today."
All problems and difficulties are nothing in the face of 100 billion.
Gao Jing, who originally looked down on Ye Fan, now admires Ye Fan.
Gao Jing asked again: "Mr. Tang, will Mr. Ye come over today?"
Tang Ruoxue's red lips parted slightly: "I think so, but whether you come or not doesn't affect our plan."
After Ye Fan called Zhu Jing'er yesterday, he went to Wutong Villa for dinner, and there was no contact again, so Tang Ruoxue didn't know if Ye Fan would show up.
Gao Jing nodded lightly and stopped gossiping. A man who casually spent 100 billion was not something she could inquire about at will.
"Mr. Tang, good afternoon."
At this time, the long-haired young man greeted Tang Ruoxue from a distance: "I didn't expect that you are really here, committing evil."
His smiling face makes people's hearts skip a beat.
Tang Ruoxue sneered: "Young Master Zheng has done so many things. If I don't show up, wouldn't it make today's drama boring?"
"If God does evil, you can still live, but if humans do evil, you can't live."
The long-haired young man smiled sinisterly, then leaned back lazily on his seat: "At the last minute, Mr. Tang should think twice."
Then, he waved his finger coldly: "Continue..." The undisguised haze made people feel afraid.
Ling Qianshui peeled off a grape and put it into Zheng Junqing's mouth with a sweet smile. There was no airs at all, only obedience.
"The ninth auction item, one of the most luxurious and top-grade jade stones in the world, has a rooster crow all over the world."
The auctioneer glanced at it with envy, and then roared like a chicken with blood: "The reserve price is 100 million!"
On the booth, an extremely transparent jade stone stimulated everyone's attention.
Imperial green, shaped like a rooster, lifelike, croaking to the sky, and looking very artistic.
"Twenty million!"
Zheng Junqing raised his finger and reported a number.
Two hundred million is not expensive for this jade, and jade of the same quality can be sold for five hundred million in Hong Kong City.
But no one dared to increase the price.
The third young master of the Zheng family doubled the reserve price when he opened his mouth, which shows that he is determined to get the jade.
So no matter how much others like it, they should keep their mouths shut. There is no need to offend the Zheng family for a piece of jade.
"The first time in 200 million."
"Two hundred million for the second time."
Everyone looked at the auctioneer with great boredom, waiting for the final word.
The auctioneer's bidding was full of emotion, but his heart was also dull.
I feel that this auction lacks the ups and downs of the process, and lacks the smell of fighting between you and me.
"Two hundred million for the third time..." Just as he was about to shout for the third time, the closed ornate wooden door of the banquet hall opened: "Five hundred million."
Ye Fan walked in.
Facing Ye Fan, Cheng Yaojin, the whole place was completely silent.
No one expected that someone would come out to raise the price at this time. After all, they were fighting against the Zheng family.
What's more, I didn't expect that Ye Fan would spend 500 million, as if money was just paper.
So everyone turned to stare at him, wondering if this kid was ignorant or arrogant?
The person in charge approached with the security guard, with a hint of hostility in his eyes.
He thought Ye Fan was coming to cause trouble: "Sir, I want to verify your qualifications."
Ye Fan waved his finger lightly and threw an invitation into the manager's hand: "This is the invitation you sent to Mr. Zhu yesterday."
"There is also a deposit receipt sandwiched in the middle, so you can get away as far as you want."
The person in charge took the invitation and glanced at it, his lips twitching. The invitation was completely devoid of any moisture.
Then he picked up the receipt and glanced at it, his eyelids beating uncontrollably.
Margin, 10 billion.
This is too rich! He glanced at Zheng Junqing in embarrassment, and finally lowered his head and stepped aside.
Although he already knew that Ye Fan was here to ruin Zheng Junqing's situation, he could not refuse the legal invitation and the ability of Ye Fan to bid.
Otherwise the reputation will be ruined.
Seeing that Ye Fan was eligible to bid, everyone was in an uproar again.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan had the financial strength to challenge.
Ling Qianshui also stared at Ye Fan, his eyes flashing coldly.
Gao Jing became excited.
However, Zheng Junqing didn't even raise his eyebrows, as if Mark was not worthy of being his opponent.
"Fifty million for the first time..." When the auctioneer hesitated to shout 500 million, Zheng Junqing had already raised the sign.
"Six hundred million."
As soon as this figure came out, the whole audience was in an uproar. Six hundred million already exceeded the value of jade.
Obviously this is a fight between dragon and tiger.
It’s just that many people are not optimistic about Ye Fan. What can a boy with a foreign accent do against the third young master of the Zheng family?
Many beautiful women smiled disapprovingly, feeling that Mark was overestimating his abilities.
Ye Fan didn't blink: "One billion."
