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Chapter 415: Auction

The next afternoon, at 2:30, Christie's Auction House.

The hall that can accommodate 300 people is full of people. This is a semi-official charity auction, so all parties will give some face to support.

Tang Ruoxue and Gao Jing also arrived at the venue early and sat in the corner quietly waiting for the shooting of Genting Mountain to start.

A total of twenty-eight items were auctioned today, each of which was very valuable.

After the opening remarks, a passionate auctioneer waved his hand to announce the official start of the auction.

The first lot is a samurai sword from the early 2000s.

"Bloody!"

This is an extremely sharp samurai sword.

The famous knife craftsman Taro Kitano is purely handmade, with a selection of black steel, ivory, amethyst, agate, bronze and diamond inlay handles.

It was once used by a famous king.

The base price is 10 million.

This made everyone present excited. The beginning was so coquettish, and there must be a lot of good products today.

The samurai sword was eventually sold for 50 million yuan.

After twenty consecutive auction items, the gate of the venue was pushed open, and a group of men and women in gorgeous clothes walked around.

The leader is a man with long hair.

He is 1.8 meters tall, handsome in appearance, tall nose, and looks the same as the celebrity Takeshi Kaneshiro, and has a very feminine temperament.

And beside him, Ling Qianshui, who was tied up with three thousand black hairs.

A simple white shirt and a black short skirt, she was dressed in a very charming way by Ling Qianshui.

The slender legs with black stockings were as perfect as a gift from God.

Slim, straight.

Every step a woman will bring out a charm.

But her tenderness and charm all belong to the young man with long hair.

Behind the two, there were seven or eight men and women in gorgeous clothes.

One of the old men in gray had a scar on their face, a dull expression and half-closed eyes, giving people a gloomy atmosphere.

The long-haired young man ignored the gazes that were cast by everyone and walked straight to the front row and sat down.

He also crossed his legs.

The image is indecent but no one blames it, and many people greet him respectfully.

Even the auctioneer stopped talking slightly, bowed subconsciously to the young man with a long-haired face with a pleasing smile on his face.

Gao Jing whispered: "Mr. Tang, Master Zheng San Shao has come to the scene in person."

Tang Ruoxue's eyes were cold: "It seems that he will definitely win."

"It doesn't matter, we are now strong."

Gao Jing swept away yesterday's panic:

"With Mr. Ye behind us, we won't lose today."

All problems and difficulties are all over the face of one hundred billion.

Gao Jing, who had originally looked down on Ye Fan, was now impressed by Ye Fan.

Gao Jing asked again: "Mr. Tang, will Mr. Ye come here today?"

Tang Ruoxue opened her red lips lightly:

"It should be, but whether or not we come or not will affect our plan."

After Ye Fan called Zhu Jing'er yesterday, he ran to Wutong Villa for dinner and then he didn't contact him again, so Tang Ruoxue didn't know if Ye Fan would show up.

Gao Jing nodded slightly, without gossiping anymore. A man who made 100 billion yuan was not something she could ask about the situation at will.

"Mr. Tang, good afternoon."

At this time, the young man with long hair greeted Tang Ruoxue from afar:

"I didn't expect that you really came here and you're going to be a sin."

The attitude of smiling but not smiling makes people feel thrilled.

Tang Ruoxue sneered: "Mr. Zheng has done so many things and I don't show up. Wouldn't it make today's drama seem boring?"

"Heaven can live if evil deeds are done, but man can't live if evil deeds are done."

The long-haired young man smiled gloomyly, then leaned back to the seat lazily: "After the last moment, Mr. Tang thought."

Then, he waved his finger coldly:

"continue"

The uncovered haze makes people feel afraid.

Ling Qianshui peeled a grape and put it into Zheng Junqing's mouth with a smirk. There was no airs, only obedience.

"The ninth auction item, one of the most luxurious top jades in the world, is a rooster crowing all over the world."

The auctioneer glanced enviously, then yelled like chicken blood:

"The bottom price is 100 million!"

On the booth, an extremely transparent jade stimulating everyone's eyes.

The imperial green is shaped like a rooster, lifelike, and long-awaited to the sky, which makes you look very artistic.

"Two million!"

Zheng Junqing raised his finger and reported a number.

Two hundred million is not expensive for this jade, and 500 million of jade of the same quality was sold in Hong Kong City.

But no one dares to raise the price.

The third young master of the Zheng family doubled the price, which shows that he is determined to win jade.


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