At the subsequent auction, Tang Xin was in a state of contemplation.
He originally thought that his grudge against PCD had come to an end, but it was not until today that he realized that everything was not over.
Especially, in his Nordic stronghold, all the arms hidden in the basement came from PCD, and he emptied the PCD's arsenal back then.
Thinking of his previous killing of the Rockefeller family lineage and He Tianci and others shooting wildly at the gangsters, the arms used were all from PCD.
He has been deceiving himself.
In the battle, there is no room for forgiveness and forgiveness. Standing on the battlefield, there are only fighters who pursue victory.
Ye Qiu suddenly pulled his arm, Tang Xin came to his senses, Ye Qiu signaled him to watch the stand, and his eyes turned to the auction hosting station. The auctioneer was introducing the rusty ancient sword with emotion, which was exactly the national treasure of Dongying, Tiancongyun!
Many foreigners present were not interested in this ancient sword that looked like scrap iron. Apart from the scabbard, it may have some historical characteristics, I am afraid that it will not be pleasing to the eye when collected.
The representatives of the Japanese consortium headed by Hiroji Watanabe all seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, looking up at the hosting station with a serious expression, and seemed to want to rush up to grab Tiancongyun into his arms.
The auctioneer announced the starting price: 100,000 US dollars!
Yes, although Christie's claims that this sword is the Tiancongyun in Japan's history, it is actually impossible to verify. We can only trace the traces of history to speculate on the time of the sword's forging, but we cannot be sure whether it is Tiancongyun.
Therefore, the starting price is very low. If it is high, it is afraid that it will fail. Anyway, it is someone entrusted them to auction. As long as it is sold, there will be a commission to earn.
There were several buyers in the audience who were interested in buying this well-known Japanese ancient sword, but when several people were about to raise the sign, a voice came, and the quoted price scared everyone away.
"Two million."
The unit is naturally US dollars.
The person who raised the sign was Hiroji Watanabe. After he finished talking about the price, he turned his head and looked at Tang Xin who was more than ten meters away.
Tang Xin was indifferent. His expression was turbulent. He held the sign in one hand and stopped putting it down. He said lightly: "Five million."
The auctioneers on the stage were shocked.
In less than thirty seconds, the starting price is 100,000 yuan, which is soaring to five million?!
He didn't have time to urge him. On the other side, Hiroji Watanabe spoke again and said the price that the auctioneer almost wanted to drop the hammer.
"Ten million."
"Fifty million."
Tang Xin suddenly soared the price five times. Hiroji Watanabe's face changed slightly.
This is definitely beyond the value of an ancient sword, and Tang Xin has no interest in looking at him.
The auctioneer stood there in a daze until he saw Tang Xin raise his hand and shouted: "No. 34 bid 50 million. Is there any higher?"
"Sixty million!"
Hiroji Watanabe stared at Tang Xin's side face incredibly.
Chinese! Why are you going crazy?
With so much money, I will buy your Chinese cultural relics!
At least in business, Hiroji Watanabe is still sober. He is indeed rich, but he spent 60 million to buy a handful of Tiancongyun that the Japanese government denied. This is a joke.
He just wanted to buy it back and destroy it, so as to give the Japanese people a spiritual comfort and avoid the news that Japan's national treasures were lingering.
"One hundred million."
Tang Xin didn't feel much emotion. To him, money is a number. He has never spent money so extravagantly. If he really spends it, he doesn't have any sense of accomplishment.
The auction site was quiet, and other spectators had already focused on Tang Xin. The Asian man with a faint voice seemed to have no scruples during the bidding process, as if 100 million US dollars were not as good as 100 million yen...
Some of the representatives of the Japanese Consortium were furious about Tang Xin. They were angry and naturally believed that Tang Xin was raising the price.
Yes. It’s just price increase!
Hiroji Watanabe was also worried that it was Tang Xin who was cheating him!
Sakai Masako couldn't help but pull Hiroji Watanabe's sleeve and shook her head slightly at him.
It's not worth it. It costs 100 million US dollars. Hiroji Watanabe can use it to build a skyscraper. He can use it to burn it in unknown land, but we must never tell the people of Japan that he bought a Tiancongyun sword outside the Hirota Shrine for more than 100 million US dollars.
Is this acknowledging that this is authentic?
This is contrary to his original intention of participating in the auction! If you spend a small amount of money to buy it and destroy it, you will be talked about it with relish, but if you spend a large amount of money to buy it, people will only resist him and will be hurt by his behavior.
Hiroji Watanabe closed his eyes and breathed heavily. When the auctioneer excitedly urged him twice, he gritted his teeth and said, "110 million!"
Sakai Masako closed her eyes in pain, and the last thing she wanted finally happened.
Hiroji Watanabe was obviously fighting against Tang Xin for a fight for his own will.
"Two million."
When Tang Xin whispered the price of 200 million US dollars, all Christie's employees on the scene were petrified in an instant, and the surprise followed!
history!
This is a historic moment!
Once upon a time, Sotheby's auction of a Picasso's work when he was young created a sky-high transaction price of over 100 million US dollars, becoming a brilliant moment in the history of auctions.
And today, Christie's will create a new history!
Hiroji Watanabe's facial muscles twitched, and the sign in his hand rose and fell slightly in his hand. After this, he was not sure whether Tang Xin would give up after he shouted a high price again, and his heart was shaken.
Could it be that he wants to tell the world that a Japanese man paid more than 200 million US dollars to buy a Japanese national treasure that the Japanese people denied?
If that's true, he will become the laughing stock of the world!
The auctioneer waited for a long time and kept shouting at Hiroji Watanabe, 200 million US dollars, 200 million US dollars, 200 million US dollars...
When it was confirmed that Hiroji Watanabe would not increase the price, the auctioneer trembled with the hammer and almost shouted in a roar: "Two million US dollars, the deal is completed!"
Anyone who comes to the auction knows that this is a historic moment, just like Bill Gaizi bought Da Vinci's manuscripts at a sky-high price, Picasso's paintings at a sky-high price, etc.
They stood up and applauded, and Christie's staff were ready to celebrate with champagne.
But Tang Xin, who was the focus of his sight, turned his head and whispered to Ye Qiu: "After paying, find a professional to repair Tiancongyun, what I want is the sharpness of this sword, not scrap iron."
After saying that, he immediately stood up, shook hands with Buvakoyev beside him, and walked straight to Hiroji Watanabe.
The Japanese consortium stared at the young Chinese man in a cold look.
A moment ago, they were still complaining in their hearts. It was a foolish move to mock Tang Xin for spending a sky-high price.
But now, they can't laugh.
No one cares about the authenticity of Tiancongyun!
What is important is the significance behind it. Since it can be used as a national treasure of Japan, its status in the hearts of Japan is self-evident.
Even if the Tiancongyun bought by Tang Xin is still controversial, history has changed. When people talk about Tiancongyun later, one hand was in the Retina Shrine, and the other hand was privately collected, and it was a Chinese. Just thinking about it, you can experience the completely different feelings from the past.
It seems that the dignity of Japan is trampled on!
This probably happened when Chinese cultural relics were auctioned, Chinese people who care about these felt the same way.
Tang Xin stretched out his hand to Hiroji Watanabe. Hiroji Watanabe kept his anger and held his hand with the other party. Tang Xin leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Actually, you don't have to argue with me. Tian Congyun, I bought it for you, but I have to pack it well."
Hiroji Watanabe's muscles were tight and he sneered: "Tang Xin, is this your humiliation to me again?"
Tang Xin withdrew his body and chuckled, "No, I mean it, let's say 200 million will scare you away. Haha, do you want to make some money with me? I can't do anything else, I still have a way to make money, I can make you rich."
Hiroji Watanabe was so angry that he was angry but had nowhere to vent his anger.
Not to mention 200 million. He can afford 2 billion US dollars, but because of his identity, he can no longer raise the price. Otherwise, once Tang Xin gave up, he would just steal the chicken and lose the rice.
Hearing Tang Xin's remarks with a victorious attitude, Hiroji Watanabe still sneered: "Get rich? Haha. What are your opinions?"
Tang Xin lowered his head in distress and thought for a while, and then said softly: "I think wealth and honor are in danger. Why are there always rich people in the world with fewer rich people? The financial market tells us that this is a game of profitability. Hiroji Watanabe, I tell you a golden opportunity that can make you rich and comparable to a country. Follow me. Now the world is optimistic about the price of strategic materials. We will do the opposite. Others buy ups and go long, but we just buy downs and shorts. How about it? As long as we win, how many people's wealth enters our pockets?"
Hiroji Watanabe shrugged and laughed, pointing at Tang Xin and laughed, "Do you think I'm a fool?"
Tang Xin said seriously, "No, you are a smart person. Smart people will not be confused by the public and will not follow the trend!"
Hiroji Watanabe had a sudden inspiration and said in a deep voice: "Are you saying true?"
Tang Xin's expression changed and he said solemnly: "I use my head as a guarantee, and there is no false statement, otherwise it will be struck by lightning."
Hiroji Watanabe then forced him to force him: "Okay! If you buy the decline and short, I buy the rise and long, we will see who wins and who loses! Do you dare?"
Tang Xin sighed in disgrace and advised: "I told you, work with me, buy down and short, let's spend money together! Why don't you listen?"
"Don't change the topic! Tang Xin, I declare war on you now. Do you dare to accept it? That's what you said just now. You short and I'm long, right in the New York futures trading market. Do you dare to respond!"
Hiroji Watanabe's expression changed, implying blood. At the same time, the representatives of the Japanese consortium behind him reacted, saying that this was to cheat Tang Xin!
Oil prices are rising and rubber is also rising. All strategic materials are rising. At this time, if Tang Xin dares to short, it is obviously seeking death.
They immediately looked at Tang Xin with a uniform expression.
The Japanese chaebol collectively declared war on the Hongxin Group!
Tang Xin looked at Hiroji Watanabe with a grudge and frowned, "Why do you have to do it alone? Don't make money? Are you just going to lose money?"
Hiroji Watanabe waved his hand and said hideously: "Tang Xin, stop playing such a childish trick. Now, as long as you say a word, do you dare to fight? If you don't dare, you are just a joke. Is it a glorious auction of 200 million? That's just entertainment. Now, it's the real war! The war between men!"
Tang Xin put away his smile, a sharp light appeared in his eyes, and his voice became indifferent, saying, "Hongji Watanabe, have you finally started to provoke others like a man? Do you dare to declare war on me? Humph, when I earned my first billion US dollars, you were still a vulgar guy who could only touch Sakai Masako** and be proud of himself. Very good. I have been waiting for this day for a long time. You want to fight, I will give you war, but your heart must not be as fragile as your father."
"Uh! You!"
Hiroji Watanabe's eyes were so angry that he rushed forward, and he opposed Tang Xin's forehead. The two of them were full of fighting eyes burst into cold colors in an instant.
"Three days later, the war begins, but I have something to say first, less than 100 billion US dollars, you are not qualified to be my opponent."
Tang Xin dropped this sentence and took a step back, glanced at the Japanese consortium with contempt, and opened his right arm slightly outward. Ye Qiu came over to hold his arm, and the two of them left the auction site with their heads raised their chests.
Chapter completed!