Zhou Jun's face became more and more solemn. He didn't expect that even these big guys would show up now.
"Hmph, when did these underworld gangsters with their hands stained with blood start to play with antiques? They are so arty. It's like pretending to be an elephant with a pig's nose stuck in a green onion."
"Anyway, this painting belongs to Mr. Zhou, no one can take it away." Chen Wei and others began to flatter him again.
In the blink of an eye, "Pictures of a Flute" soared to 19 million.
"Twenty million!" Zhou Jun knew that the time had come for him to show off, so he decisively raised the price to 20 million.
Master Bai's expression changed, "Huh, boy from the Zhou family, what do you want with this "Picture of Flute Blowing"? Why don't you give it to me, Master Bai, and just treat it as a favor that I owe you?"
Qinglong laughed loudly, "Master Bai, if you have money, why don't you just bid directly? It's not shameful to use these small tricks with juniors. I'll pay 21 million."
Mr. Bai snorted coldly, "Humph, 21.2 million."
"Twenty-two million." Zhou Jun continued to increase the price. After passing the 20 million threshold, only these three parties were bidding.
After all, at this stage, most people can no longer afford to play.
Master Bai's face turned ugly, "Huh, boy from the Zhou family, do you really want to fight with me, Master Bai?"
Zhou Jun picked up the microphone and said, "What Mr. Bai said, we are competing fairly, and the one with the highest price will get it. I am bound to get this "Picture of Flute Blowing". If Mr. Bai wants it, please continue to bid."
Master Bai's expression suddenly changed, and he was a little embarrassed, but he also knew that with his financial resources, he could not compete with the Zhou family. He flicked his sleeves and said, "Huh, I won't bid anymore."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out. It was obvious that he had never competed with a junior, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
Qinglong increased the price twice more. When Zhou Jun raised the price to 23 million, he said he would no longer follow.
Zhou Jun showed a proud smile and said in his heart that although you are a gangster, if you have more money than our Zhou family, you are asking for trouble.
Mei Ji, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, "Master Zhou bids 23 million, is there anyone else bidding? This is a masterpiece by one of the four great talents. If you miss this village, you won't have this store."
"Twenty-four million." Wang Dachun knew it was time for his performance, so he picked up the microphone and added one million.
"It's this beast again!" Zhou Jun was furious. He had almost reached the limit of spending 24 million, and he was afraid that he would go bankrupt if he continued bidding.
"Twenty-five million." Zhou Jun gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Dachun. If eyes could kill, Wang Dachun would have become riddled with holes.
Wang Dachun smiled at Zhou Jun and gave him a middle finger.
"Twenty-five million and two million." Wang Dachun only added 200,000 this time.
"Mr. Zhou, that guy probably has no money, please add more!"
"Twenty-six million." Zhou Jun's voice was almost roaring. He really wanted to smash the glass and tear Wang Dachun into pieces.
"Twenty-six million."
Next, no matter how much Zhou Jun offered, Wang Dachun always added 200,000 without any haste, which made Zhou Jun so angry that he almost vomited blood.
When the price increased to 28 million, Zhou Jun couldn't bear it anymore, "Miss Meiji, I think we should check the bidding qualifications of the person named Wang in VIP Room No. 1. I suspect that he deliberately disrupted the order of the auction. "
Wang Dachun laughed loudly, "I said you, surnamed Zhou, are really funny. If you can't compete with others, let the organizer check other people's bidding qualifications. Just say that you have no money in your pocket. I heard that the Zhou family has a big business and a lot of money. I didn't expect that. You can’t afford it with only over 20 million?”
"You..." Zhou Jun almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He really had no money in his pocket. If Wang Dachun hadn't cheated him out of more than 10 million before, it would have been no problem.
Meiji said: "Mr. Zhou, we have already checked that Mr. Wang in VIP Room No. 1 is a Yellow Diamond VIP, so he is naturally qualified to compete."
"What!"
Zhou Jun was stunned when he heard this. He was the White Diamond VIP. He didn't expect that this guy was actually the highest-level Yellow Diamond. This made him feel full of frustration.
"Mr. Zhou, do we want to continue to increase the price?"
"Yes, otherwise we won't play anymore?"
Zhou Jun gritted his teeth and said, "No, I still have two million stocks, sell them immediately." In order to carry Murong Xiaoxiao's long legs of 1.1 meters on his shoulders, Zhou Jun really tried his best this time .
"Twenty-nine million." Zhou Jun gritted his teeth and held on to the end.
"Twenty-nine and two million." Wang Dachun still only added 200,000.
"Thirty million." Zhou Jun directly raised the price to the end. If Wang Dachun raised the price again, he would have to give up.
This time he gambled all his property. He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. He would not even have living expenses anymore. It seemed that he would have to sell cars to make ends meet.
"Well, it seems that Young Master Zhou really likes this painting "Picture of Flute Blowing". If a gentleman has the beauty of an adult, I will help Young Master Zhou. No need to thank me, just buy me two drinks another day."
Wang Dachun seemed to have long seen that Zhou Jun had reached its limit. In fact, Wang Dachun's hearing power was several times stronger than that of ordinary people. He could hear the conversations of Zhou Jun and others even through glass, so he was confident.
puff!
Zhou Jun opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of old blood, gritted his teeth and said: "From today on, I am incompatible with this thief. Either he dies or I die."
Wang Dachun laughed loudly, picked up the microphone, and joked: "Auctioning treasures is meant for leisure and entertainment. Mr. Zhou was so excited to get the "Picture of Flute Blowing" that he spurted dozens of taels of blood, which really impressed Wang."
Suddenly there was a burst of laughter. Everyone actually disliked Zhou Jun, a playboy who bullied men and women and did evil all day long because his father was rich. It was a great blessing to see him suffer a big loss with his own eyes.
puff!
After hearing this, Zhou Jun spat out a mouthful of old blood again and fainted.
Everyone immediately started to rescue them. Five minutes later, Zhou Jun opened his eyes and saw Miss etiquette coming in holding a painting, "Mr. Zhou, this is "Picture of Flute Blowing" that you spent 30 million to take. , please keep it."
When Zhou Jun heard "30 million", he almost spit out another mouthful of old blood. He couldn't help but said angrily: "Play the flute, I'll let your mother play the flute."
The etiquette lady was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped her, "Rogue!"
Then he ran out angrily.
Zhou Jun: "..."
On the other side, Wang Dachun couldn't help but stretch when he came out of the auction house. He felt very relieved when he recalled the scene where Zhou Jun was so angry that he vomited blood.
I didn't expect that Zhou Jun would also have this day. This is the first step in the long march. From now on, I will slowly play with him until the Zhou family is completely ruined.
Seeing that it was still early, it was only ten o'clock. Wang Dachun planned to find a hotel to stay before going to the collector tomorrow.
While passing through a dark neighborhood, Wang Dachun was suddenly stopped by a group of people.
"Brothers, you are robbing wealth or sex. You must have mistaken the target. Young master, I have neither money nor sex."
