After the jewelers whispered among themselves, a new round of bidding began.
"$2.95 million"
"$3 million"
"$3.05 million"
…
"$3.7 million"
As a Malay jewelry merchant speaking Asian English quoted a high price of US$3.7 million, the scene fell into murmurs and tapping calculators. It was obvious that these jewelry merchants were calculating profits.
Cao Yi, who had been sitting firmly on Diaoyutai, couldn't help but become nervous. If we keep playing like this, five million dollars doesn't seem to be enough.
"The jeweler is so rich!"
Sitting aside, Da Jinya looked filled with emotion and envy.
When he was working around the country, he had 1.8 million in cash in his hand, and he was so excited that he couldn't sleep.
This is bullshit!
"Big Jinya, I'll teach you a task..."
Cao Yi whispered in Da Jinya's ear for a while.
Da Jinya's expression ranged from surprise, to confusion, to enlightenment.
"start"
Cao Yi handed the number plate to Da Jinya.
Da Jinya took a deep breath and raised his number plate with an proud expression.
"$3.75 million"
"$3.8 million"
"$3.85 million"
…
"$4 million"
The big gold tooth went from US$3.75 million to US$4 million alone, and Chinese auctioneers and jewelry dealers were stunned.
"Ahem"
Da Jinya coughed a few times.
broke the silence.
The Chinese auctioneer on the auction stage reacted and asked tentatively: "Sir, are you serious?"
The Chinese auctioneer's inquiry made all eyes in the auction room focus on the big gold tooth.
Da Jinya slowly stood up from his seat, smiled reservedly at the wealthy people from all over the world, and said, "To put it bluntly, money is just a number for people like us."
Many rich people had smiles on their faces. This rich man with a gold tooth and weird clothes was telling the truth.
When the Chinese auctioneer saw that Da Jinya didn't answer him directly, a bad feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
Sure enough, in the next second, Da Jinya's expression changed, he pointed at the Japanese in the first row and said sternly: "But our money didn't come from the strong wind. I've been paying attention to that guy in the first row for a long time. He will increase the price when it stops, and he will increase the price when it stops. Everyone, everyone, these grandsons at Christie's are treating us like monkeys!"
boom!
The auction house suddenly became chaotic, with voices swearing in Cantonese, Japanese, English, and Mandarin.
The rich people have actually discovered it a long time ago, they just didn’t expose it. Now that someone has exposed it, they are taking the opportunity to make a fuss, so as not to make Christie's scandal look too ugly.
The Chinese auctioneer, who had never encountered such a situation before, was dumbfounded and stared blankly at the chaotic auction house.
At this moment, an old white man in a suit and leather tie appeared at the door of the auction house, pointed at the big gold tooth, and said with a livid face: "Drive this troublemaker out."
Six or seven white men in suits walked up to Da Jinya and made a gesture of invitation.
"Uncle can leave by himself"
Da Jinya shook his clothes and walked out with a proud expression.
The old white man came to the auction stage and said with a serious expression: "Hello everyone, I am Mark Porter, President of Christie's Americas. I can responsibly tell you that there is no trust in this auction."
There were boos in the auction room.
The old white man who had been wallowing in the pile of bloody banknotes for decades did not care. He reached out and patted the Chinese auctioneer on the shoulder, and walked away with an unchanged expression.
The Chinese auctioneer calmed down his emotions and said with a stiff expression: "The bidding just now is not counted, and we will start again from 3.7 million US dollars."
There was silence.
One by one, the rich looked at the Chinese auctioneer with expressions like looking at fools.
One second, two seconds... half a minute, one minute, the Chinese auctioneer picked up the hammer with an ugly expression and struck it.
"$3.7 million, one time"
No one said a word, no clicks on the computer.
The atmosphere at the scene was very strange.
The Chinese auctioneer knocked a second time.
"$3.7 million, twice"
The rich people still didn't respond.
The Chinese auctioneer picked up the hammer with an expression about to cry, and when he was about to knock it down, a soft voice rang out.
"$3.75 million"
The Chinese auctioneer was overjoyed and quickly looked around. When he saw the sign, he showed an expression that was uglier than eating shit. It was the sign held by the troublesome Chinese just now.
“It’s not about causing trouble this time.”
Cao Yi held up the number plate with a smile on his face.
The Chinese auctioneer looked away and scanned the rich people in the audience. Seeing that no one was holding up a placard, he reluctantly picked up a hammer and struck it.
"$3.75 million a time"
As before, no one raised a sign.
"$3.75 million twice"
"$3.75 million, three transactions, completed"
The Chinese auctioneer knocked the hammer with a bitter expression.
A lot that was originally expected to sell for more than 5 million US dollars only sold for 3.75 million US dollars, and his career was coming to an end.
Cao Yi stood up calmly, knowing that he had the items in hand, there was no need to participate in the next auction.
"Taoist Priest, what a great trick!"
A gentle voice came from behind.
Cao Yi turned around and took a look, and couldn't help but be stunned.
The people sitting behind him include Li Jiacheng, Fok Yingtung, Cheng Yutong, Wang Yongqing, Li Shauji, Ho Hongshen, Robert Kuok...
The older generation of wealthy Chinese are almost here.
The speaker was Huo Yingdong, who was balding.
"Are you all here for the cultural relics?"
Cao Yi couldn't help but ask.
Huo Yingdong and a group of Chinese wealthy people nodded.
"Then the poor Taoist will not disturb the laymen."
Cao Yi smiled and left the auction seat.
Yoko followed.
A Christie's staff member, who was waiting behind the auction booth, came over.
"Sir, please come with me to go through the handover procedures."
"good"
Cao Yi nodded.
Ten minutes later.
Cao Yi, who had obtained the Purple Dragon King, appeared in the lobby of the Taj Pierre Hotel.
"Taoist Priest, how was my performance just now?"
Da Jinya, who had been waiting in the hall, walked over with a smile.
"good"
Cao Yi had a smile on his face.
Today, it can be said that Christie’s, which unscrupulously auctions Chinese cultural relics, suffered a dumb loss.
"Hmph..."
Yoko, who watched it from beginning to end, let out a disdainful snort.
The three of them walked out of the Taj Pierre Hotel, and the valet parking attendant had already driven the car over.
Just as Da Jinya was about to get in the car, Yoko frowned and said with an indifferent expression: "Take a taxi yourself."
She was polite to Cao Yi because of Ying Caihong, but she didn't hide it from Da Jinya.
Da Jinya, who was used to this kind of treatment, was not angry at all and said with a smile: "See you two tomorrow."
After saying that, he was about to leave.
"Wait a moment"
Cao Yi called to Da Jinya and took out three healing charms from his canvas satchel.
"Taoist Master, this?"
Da Jinya couldn't hide the joy on his face.
This thing had saved his life before with just one piece.
"If you use three talismans, your illness should be better."
Cao Yi said with a serious expression.
These three talismans can be regarded as thanks to the help of Da Jinya just now.
"Thank you, Taoist priest"
Da Jinya took the three talismans with a grateful expression.
At this time, a taxi came.
"Taoist Priest, I'm leaving."
Da Jinya said something and walked over quickly.
Cao Yi smiled and waved.
