Chapter 65

Tang Qiaoer's almond-shaped eyes turned cold and she rolled her eyes.

Shen Jingjue saw Huo Ruxi's wanton behavior, and his handsome face was so dark that he could squeeze out ink!

"Dude, how did I just behave?"

Huo Ruxi returned to Shen Jingjue with a smile and bumped him with her elbow.

"Good, one more time."

Shen Jingjue's deep eyes slanted towards him with cold light, "I'll chop you up."

Huo Ruxi has no love in her life. jpg, "Brother, what have I done to you? You are more difficult to deal with than all the hundreds of girlfriends I have had together!"

Soon, the first auction item was displayed in front of everyone. It was a freehand landscape painting of a cultural relic from the Song Dynasty. It was a masterpiece with simple brushwork and complete spiritual form. It's just that the painter is not everyone, so the base price is only one million.

Shen Jingjue actually has a moderate interest in cultural relics, but under the influence of his grandfather and father since childhood, he has become an expert.

He could tell at a glance that this painting was exactly the same as one in his grandfather's studio.

Grandpa's painting is an original, and the one from Platinum Auction House should be a replica with exquisite craftsmanship.

There is a big difference between replicas and fakes. It is not that some high-quality replicas have not been auctioned for high prices, but they are more or less unattractive if they are authentic.

"1500000!"

"two millions!"

"three million!"

Just as the auctioneer was about to drop the hammer, a clear yet gentle voice sounded.

"Five million." Tang Qiaoer slowly raised the sign,

Everyone cast surprised glances at this mysterious and beautiful woman.

Shen Jingjue glanced at Tang Qiaoer's beautiful profile, feeling suspicious in his heart.

First of all, this painting is not worth five million at all, it is more than three million.

Secondly, Bai Xiaoxiao has been with her grandfather for so long, and usually helps him take care of those rare treasures, antiques, calligraphy and paintings. It is impossible that she does not know that the original works are with her grandfather. Why would she spend unreasonable money to take pictures of this imitation?

"Six million!"

Everyone turned their attention to the rear.

I saw Jin Enrou holding the number plate in her hand high, as if she was afraid that others would not see it.

How could she tolerate this bitch stealing the show? She wanted to snatch back the face she had lost tonight!