"Twelve million three hundred thousand."
Although Wang Dachun continued to follow up, he had already reduced the price increase from 500,000 to 300,000.
"Haha, that guy is dying and starting to weaken. Come on, Mr. Zhou."
"Thirteen million." Zhou Jun gritted his teeth and glared at Wang Dachun. It was obvious that the price had soon reached the limit of what he could bear. After all, there were still big items to be sold later!
Wang Dachun was silent, seeming to be hesitating, his face changing.
"Hahahaha, if that guy is dying, he probably won't have any money in his pocket. How dare he fight with us, Mr. Zhou?"
"Yeah, you have to see how much you weigh." A group of flatterers under Zhou Jun began to flatter him again.
Mei Ji's magnetic voice continued to sound, "Mr. Wang from VIP Room No. 1, do you want to continue to increase the price? If not, I will declare that this lot belongs to Mr. Zhou!"
Wang Dachun gritted his teeth and said, "Thirteen and a half million, if Mr. Zhou continues to increase the price, I won't want it."
He felt that Zhou Jun was almost reaching his limit. If he continued to play and the other party stopped playing with him, he would have no place to cry. Where could he get more than 10 million?
"Fourteen million."
Zhou Jun raised the price with some pain, and he wished he could eat Wang Dachun's flesh and drink his blood. I could have taken the photo for seven million, but it was because of Wang Dachun that I ended up with double the money.
That’s seven million! How many young models can you support? It's enough to do two flights at the same time...three flights...ten flights, or take off directly.
Moreover, if I buy the Haiwan bowl at such a high price and give it to my father as a gift, I am afraid that not only will I not get a reward, but my legs may be broken.
"Master Zhou in VIP Room No. 2 has increased the price to 14 million. I would like to ask Mr. Wang in VIP Room No. 1 if he wants to continue to increase the price?"
Wang Dachun shook his head in despair and sighed, "Young Master Zhou is indeed very wealthy. I won't follow you anymore."
Mei Ji obviously also thought that this item had reached its limit, and nodded, "Okay, fourteen million once, fourteen million twice, fourteen million three times, now I declare that this blue and white porcelain The sea bowl belongs to Mr. Zhou in VIP Room No. 2."
Soon, the blue and white porcelain sea bowl was delivered to Zhou Jun. Zhou Jun's face was ashen as he held the blue and white porcelain sea bowl. He was not happy about getting the treasure at all, because the price really made him feel pain.
This battle between dragons and tigers ended like this. On the surface, Zhou Jun had won, but it was also a tragic victory.
Wang Dachun secretly smiled crookedly, and when he saw Zhou Jun's expression as if he had eaten something, he felt extremely happy.
The auction was still going on. Wang Dachun did not take action on the next few lots, but whenever Zhou Jun opened his bidding, he would always join in, giving Zhou Jun several million more.
Gradually, everyone saw that Wang Dachun might have some deep grudge against Zhou Jun and was deliberately targeting him.
Although Zhou Jun could also see this, he was competitive and valued face more than his life, so he would not give it to Wang Dachun even though he knew it was a trap.
What's more, those auction items are things that he likes, even if they are more expensive, he cannot give them up.
I can only suffer this dumb loss.
Zhou Jun roared angrily, "Damn it! Check for me. Even if you check everything, you still have to find out the details of that bearded man."
Since Wang Dachun wore a fake beard and wig, it was impossible for Zhou Jun to recognize him.
After resting for a moment, Mei Ji stood on the stage again with her perfect body curved forward and backward, and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, next is a treasure that will be the finale of tonight."
Everyone immediately sat upright, and many people came for the treasure.
"Tang Yin must be familiar to everyone. He was the first of the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River in ancient times. The last collection we auctioned today is his typical masterpiece "Picture of Blowing the Flute". It is "Picture of Blowing the Flute" and not everyone Don’t get carried away by imagining a pretty girl playing the flute!”
After Mei Ji finished speaking, she playfully stuck out her tongue.
"Haha, Miss Mei Ji must be well versed in how beautiful girls play the flute. How about we discuss it some other time?"
"Yes, I'm also looking forward to Miss Mei Ji's beautiful girl playing the flute."
There was a lot of ridicule in the audience.
Mei Ji blushed. She originally wanted to adjust the atmosphere, but she didn't expect to get into trouble. She coughed twice and said, "Ahem, let's get down to business. The auction of "Picture of Flute Blowing" is now started. The base price is eight million, and the price must not be lower every time. At two hundred thousand.”
hiss!
Although they had expected it, everyone still gasped because they did not expect the price of this painting to be so high.
After all, Liuhe City can only be regarded as a small city.
Since ancient times, calligraphy and painting cultural relics have been the most popular things among collectors. After all, calligraphy and painting not only represent the ideological realm and life essence of painters and calligraphers, but it is also very difficult to preserve calligraphy and painting. Most of them buried deep underground have become A handful of loess.
"Eight and a half million."
As soon as Meiji finished speaking, someone immediately raised the price by 500,000 yuan, and the momentum was very strong.
"Eight million and eight hundred thousand."
"Nine million."
"Nine and a half million."
Soon, the price exceeded 10 million, and it was still rising rapidly, which made Wang Dachun see what it meant to spend a lot of money.
Zhou Jun's face became a little solemn. Seeing that many people were determined to win in this posture, he was not sure whether he could take this picture.
Murong Xiaoxiao once said that as long as Zhou Jun took this "Picture of Flute Blowing" for her, she would agree to be his girlfriend.
Therefore, he is bound to win this "Picture of Flute Blowing".
If Wang Dachun hadn't cheated him out of more than 10 million, he would have been much more confident.
Thinking of this, he looked at Wang Dachun with hatred and murderous intent in his eyes. He made up his mind that when the auction was over, he would have Wang Dachun killed to relieve his hatred.
While Zhou Jun was stunned, "Picture of Flute Blowing" sold for 14 million.
However, there were far fewer bidders at this time, only four or five, and the price increase each time was much smaller.
The auction is like climbing a mountain. Only those few people can reach the top, and the closer they get to the top, the more out of breath they become.
"Master Zhou, why don't you take action?" Chen Wei is the emperor who is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is.
Zhou Jun waved his hand, "What's the hurry? Wait a minute." It wasn't time for him to show off yet.
"Fifteen million, "Picture of Flute Blowing" is mine, no one is allowed to take it from me!" Mr. Bai glanced around with a threatening tone.
Master Bai, like Master Hei, is also a big boss in the underground world. There are four gangs underground in Liuhe City: Master Black and White, Qinglong, and Baihu. The competition is much fiercer than that in the small county of Jin County.
"Hahahaha, I want to take away "Picture of the Flute" for only 15 million. Master Bai is too naive. Others are afraid of you, but we Qinglong are not afraid. I will pay 16 million."
A burly middle-aged man laughed.
