68. Chapter 68 [018] I’m not helping you, I’m trying to harm you
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We finally waited for the grand finale of the auction - the Han Dynasty three-legged phoenix head jade incense burner.
Everyone was looking forward to it. Even if they couldn't auction it themselves, it was exciting and a feast for the eyes to witness the auction process of this treasure.
The auctioneer announced that the starting price was two million, and each increase was in units of one hundred thousand. Many people who were waiting and watching took a breath.
"Two million!" Yang Jianming was the first to grab the price, and he looked around at the people present with a meaningful look, indicating that he, the son of the municipal party committee secretary, was interested in this jade incense burner, and those who knew what he was looking for should not compete with him.
Most people who are trying to survive in City A are sensible and don't bid, but those who come from out of town can't care about them that much. What's more, those who can kick tens of millions of people into this auction house are themselves
He has a strong background.
"Two million and two million." Murong Yuqing put up a sign to bid. He ran a jade shop. This phoenix head jade incense burner can be regarded as the treasure of the store, so naturally he didn't want to miss it.
Yang Jianming was very unhappy when he saw him robbing him, but he had no choice. His father once warned him that there was a person in City A that he could not touch casually, and that was Murong Yuqing. Although he seemed to have made his fortune by gambling on stones, his background was not that
Simple, it has a trump card that even he can't figure out.
"Two million and three hundred thousand!" Yang Jianming continued to bid.
Murong Yunqing also kept chasing the price, and finally the bid reached five million. The other bidders all backed down, and only he and Yang Jianming were left.
Yang Jianming began to sweat, but he was unwilling to give up. A fortune teller once told him that if he placed this phoenix-headed jade incense burner at home, it would attract phoenixes and phoenixes, and make the women in the family become queens.
This is a great temptation for the Yang family. It will mean that the official career will reach a higher level and go directly to the central government. Even if not, it will mean that the daughter of the Yang family will become the first lady.
Therefore, he was bound to win, but unexpectedly, he met someone as ignorant as Murong Yunqing.
Seeing that the price was about to exceed Yang Jianming's psychological price, Yang Zimei began to worry that this thing would be photographed by Murong Yunqing instead of Yang Jianming.
"Mr. Song, let Mr. Murong give up." She whispered to Song Xuan, and the voice happened to reach Murong Yunqing's ears.
Song Xuan looked at her a little puzzled. His relationship with Murong Yunqing was not as good as this.
Murong Yunqing turned his head slightly, and just happened to look into her clear black eyes. His mind wandered slightly, and he accidentally put down the auction sign in his hand.
"Five million and one million for the first time," the auctioneer shouted.
"Five million and one million for the second time."
"Five million and one million for the third time." The auctioneer said with joy on his face, "Congratulations to this gentleman for successfully bidding on this precious three-legged phoenix head jade incense burner for five million and one million."
Finally winning the auction, Yang Jianming looked happy, stood up and waved vigorously to express his victory.
Just now, he also heard Yang Zimei asking Song Xuan to dissuade Murong Yunqing from stopping filming, and thought she was helping him knowingly.
The auction ended and everyone dispersed holding their own auction items.
Yang Zimei wanted to wait for Huo Wenhua, so he let Song Xuan go first and stayed for a while.
Murong Yunqing walked over and looked at her with his narrow phoenix eyes, "Can you give me a reason?"
The corners of Yang Zi's eyebrows and lips raised, and he smiled slightly: "The reason is that it is not good for you!"
"Why do you see it?" Murong Yunqing always felt that the faint smile on the corner of her lips was a bit mysterious, like there was some kind of incomprehensible secret that made people want to uncover it.
Yang Zimei smiled but did not answer. At this time, Huo Wenhua, who had finished greeting the others, came over and said in a respectful tone, "Little Master, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long?"
"Excuse me." Yang Zimei nodded to Murong Yunqing beside him and left with Huo Wenhua.
Little Master? Murong Yunqing thought about this title in confusion. Could it be that her level of antique appraisal has reached the level of Song Xuan's true biography, so she was honored as a master by someone like Huo Wenhua?
She just told herself not to auction the jade incense burner. Could it be a fake?