Qin Xuan was in front, Yuan Jinhong was behind, and they slowly walked into the auction venue.
The auction house was filled with prominent figures from Jinling, not just from Jinling, but also from financial groups and aristocratic families from all over China.
Qin Xuan and Yuan Jinhong were sitting at the front. As a Taoist master in Jinling, Yuan Jinhong would naturally sit in front of others.
The auction has not yet started, and there are people gathering around. They are all whispering, and no one is speaking loudly.
Qin Xuan was sitting there, and there were people around him who recognized Qin Xuan, and suddenly became silent and did not dare to speak out. There were also people who did not recognize Qin Xuan, and asked others, but when they got the answers, they were also dumbfounded.
On the other hand, some people, who knew Yuan Jinhong but not Qin Xuan, were surprised. They only thought that Qin Xuan was Yuan Jinhong's descendant and didn't take it seriously.
The auction was about to start, and the host was already waiting on the stage. It seemed that even the whispers around him had not been heard.
Suddenly, there was a burst of discussion in front of the door. At the door, a woman in her late twenties, wearing a banquet dress, came slowly.
Many people looked at it and couldn't help but their eyes were shocked.
Qin Qiaoer!
The top executive of the Qin Group is now the proud daughter of the third generation of the Qin family, the eldest daughter of Qin Wencai.
Immediately, many people's eyes were attracted, and some even went to chat and greet him.
Qin Qiaoer was unparalleled for a time. She was in the Qin family, and as the proud daughter of the five major families in Kyoto, she had experienced many such scenes, but she was not arrogant or impetuous, and was polite.
etiquette.
This scene made many people secretly sigh, and some young women who followed their elders were envious.
"As expected of the proud daughter of the Qin family, I heard that she is already engaged?"
"It seems that we are engaged. It seems that there is no hope for our descendants!"
"If any of the younger members of the family were to marry this girl, let alone the Qin family, this girl's temperament alone would be enough!"
An old man was talking and laughing, not without regrets.
They knew very well that since Qin Qiaoer was a direct descendant of the Qin family, then the other party was at least the proud son of China's top family. Although they had some background, their descendants were not on the same level as Qin Qiaoer.
With a faint smile on her face, Qin Qiaoer slowly walked to the front row of seats and sat down gently.
Suddenly, her eyes paused, and he saw Qin Xuan sitting calmly aside, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
Why is he there?
The people who came to this banquet were all well-known people. The Jinxiu Group with a net worth of less than 10 billion and the Wende Society, which Qin Wende had a hard time getting on the stage, were not enough for Qin Xuan to come here.
Qin Qiaoer looked suspicious. She saw Yuan Jinhong and frowned slightly.
Master Yuan?
She did know Yuan Jinhong. Yuan Jinhong had a good relationship with the old man, and she had met him several times.
How could Qin Xuan be related to Master Yuan? Moreover, he was sitting at the same table as Master Yuan. Although there were several seats around, they were all empty, as if no one dared to sit down.
Qin Qiaoer slowly sat down. She hesitated slightly, but did not talk to Qin Xuan.
After all, her relationship with Qin Xuan had never been very close. What's more, Qin Wende's expulsion from the Qin family was a well-known thing in the Jinling family. There were many family members present. If her conversation with Qin Xuan was seen by others, it would inevitably be spread.
Fall into someone else’s shoes.
Qin Qiaoer gradually withdrew his gaze and sat upright, never paying attention to Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan naturally didn't know Qin Qiaoer. He didn't even look at her. This scene made Qin Qiaoer feel a little uncomfortable. After all, she was Qin Xuan's sister by blood. Although she didn't want to get entangled with Qin Xuan, Qin Xuan's
This attitude is a bit too rude.
Qin Qiaoer sneered in her heart and looked at the high platform of the auction.
So what if Qin Xuan attended this banquet? With the financial resources of Uncle Wu’s family,
Qin Xuan must have just come here to gain experience.
But she is different. She is backed by the Qin Group and has over 100 billion in assets. Why should she care about Qin Xuan?
Thinking of this, the trace of dissatisfaction in Qin Qiaoer's heart disappeared.
Finally, after the gate slowly closed, security guards were strictly guarded everywhere, and armed police patrolled the perimeter, the auction finally started.
The person who presided over the auction was a famous person from China. He was very famous in the auction industry. His words were very humorous and he was good at setting off the atmosphere. He was able to get a good price for every auction item.
This time, he was the same, and his relaxed words made the dignitaries present couldn't help but smile.
Although it's nonsense, the nutritious opening is not boring at all.
Finally, when a woman slowly came onto the stage carrying an auction item, the host finally straightened up and returned to the topic.
"Everyone, this first collection is an ancient sword from the late Han Dynasty. Although it has become rusty over the years, it is still a national treasure. It has a history of being buried for more than a thousand years. It has been used by the royal family of Shu and the Jin Dynasty.
The Sima family was later buried during the Wuhu Rebellion. It was unearthed a hundred years ago and was identified by famous archaeologists at the time. It was then lost overseas. This time it returns to China. You will not let the pearl be dusted and the gold flow.
Senior, I won’t show off my shame next time!”
"You all have an idea of how much this ancient sword will cost. The base price is only one million!"
The host smiled politely, then bent down and saluted, saying: "Everyone, please!"
An ancient sword from the late Han Dynasty?
Many people couldn't help but show a hint of interest. After all, it was so long apart. Although it was rusty, it was this rust that highlighted the ruthlessness of the years. This sword was meant for viewing. As for the price...
Even if someone has already said, "One million and one hundred thousand!"
Although adding 100,000 is not much, it is just the beginning.
Yuan Jinhong looked at the ancient sword and glanced at Qin Xuan with his peripheral vision. However, he saw that Qin Xuan's expression was indifferent, so he remained silent and did not make a sound.
Finally, this ancient sword was bought by a Jinling rich man for 7.2 million.
Immediately afterwards, several antiques were auctioned for a good price, and the host's smile became even brighter.
"Next, this is the seventh collection. This is an ancient painting. Now is the New Year. This painting is just right for the season. Although it is only a few hundred years old, it was also made by everyone. It was later collected by an old man.
The old man lived overseas during the war. Now that the old man has passed away, his descendants feel that this scroll is the quintessence of China and should be handed over to China, so they entrust it to be auctioned."
The host smiled and carefully opened the ancient painting in the hands of the two old men.
Suddenly, a picture of a hundred carps celebrating spring appeared in front of everyone's eyes. It could be seen that the picture had turned yellow and was no longer exquisite, but the connotation made many people tempted, and Qin Qiaoer's eyes lit up.
She participated in this auction precisely because she wanted to get several antiques, and this picture of a hundred carps celebrating spring was one of them.
The old man has always liked pen and ink calligraphy and painting. If this painting is given to an old man in the new year, the old man will definitely be extremely happy.
"The base price is five million!" the host said with a smile.
Immediately, Qin Qiaoer raised the number plate in his hand and said: "Ten million!"
It had doubled in a moment, and the entire banquet was silent for a while.