Except for some of the items auctioned by Zhou Junnian at this charity dinner, the rest were provided by people who, like Jiang Yunzhu, had cooperated with the Zhou family or were seeking cooperation.
The general ones are simply unavailable.
Therefore, every lot offered is of extraordinary significance and priceless value.
Jiangchu Ningzai looked at the auction list carefully, thinking that if there was anything suitable, she would take two of them, one for her father and one for Sister Shanshan.
Next to him, Jiang Yunzhu said: "Ning Ning, do you have anything you like? My second uncle will give it to you later."
"No need, I have it myself..."
Halfway through her words, Jiang Chuning suddenly remembered that all her cards had been frozen, and the last word "money" was stuck in her throat.
Seemingly seeing her embarrassment, Jiang Yun smiled and said: "If you like it, tell your second uncle. You have been so frightened this time. My second uncle should give you a big gift."
When Jiang Chuning heard this, he was a little eager to give it a try: "Then when I return to Jiangzhou, I will also give a gift to my second uncle."
Jiang Yun Zhudao: "Then I will wait."
"Um!"
Jiang Chuning nodded happily, and when he was about to choose again, his hand was empty and the auction list was gone.
Before Jiang Chuning could speak, Jiang Shanghan's voice came faintly: "What are you looking for if you don't have money?"
Jiang Chuning said angrily: "But my second uncle said he would give it to me!"
"What did you do right and you still want a gift?"
"I……"
Jiang Chuning subconsciously wanted to refute, but he felt that his behavior during this period was indeed too willful and had even hurt many people, so he could only hang his head, feeling miserable.
Seeing this, Jiang Yunzhu advised: "Okay Ningning, when the auction starts later, you can choose slowly."
Jiang Chuning refused in a low voice: "Thank you, uncle, I still don't want it."
She should buy the gifts for her father and sister Shanshan herself.
Although Zhou Cishen said before that she would be allowed to go to the studio without being paid, her sister would often give her red envelopes.
She still has a small amount of savings, but if she wants to take pictures like these tonight, it is far from enough.
Jiang Yunzhu looked at Jiang Shanghan and moved his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but the latter just looked ahead with a cold expression, and did not say the words that came to his lips.
Soon, the charity dinner officially began.
The first auction item was provided by Zhou Junnian. Mr. Zhou had collected a famous calligraphy and painting for many years and was worth hundreds of millions.
The starting price is only 300,000 yuan.
After hearing the price, everyone sighed. It was not that they doubted whether the calligraphy and painting was authentic, but that Mr. Zhou must not know about it, otherwise he jumped out of bed so angry that it could be called a medical miracle.
Someone couldn't help but whisper: "Did Zhou Junnian do it on purpose? He wasted his father's hard work like this."
"And I heard that someone spent 200 million to buy this painting from Mr. Zhou two years ago, but he refused. Now it only costs 300,000..."
"I have to say that although Mr. Zhou gets whatever he wants, he doesn't grasp any of the family ties between father and son. He and Zhou Ci are in the same boat. He thought he and Zhou Junnian were on the same side, but he actually did this.
thing."
"This is because your structure is too small. Charity dinner, charity dinner, isn't it just a charity?
You think, this is Zhou Junnian’s first anniversary since he accepted the Zhou family, so it’s not a big deal. It’s normal for Mr. Zhou to fully support it.”
"Then this is too great..."
"What do you know? The Zhou family and Zhou Cicheng have had a feud for many years. Mr. Zhou also hates this private... son. Now that his favorite son has taken the position of Zhou's president, he is naturally very happy.
What do the calligraphy and paintings mean?"
"That makes sense."
While a group of people were having a heated discussion, this calligraphy and painting had already received 40 million photos.
Although the starting price is low, the market value is there after all, and no matter how much money you spend, you will make a profit.
In the end, the painting was sold for 80 million.
The next few lots were all sold one by one.
Soon, the seventh lot arrived.
The moment the ring was displayed, there was a small commotion at the scene.
Even if the ring was made twenty years ago, looking at it today, the workmanship and material are top-notch.
Especially the pink diamond that sparkled under the light, it stirred the hearts of countless girls present.
Starting price, 200,000.
But because Zhou Junnian had said hello in advance, and saw Zhou Cishen raising the sign again, I could only regret to miss it.
At this moment, someone in the corner also raised a sign: "Fifty thousand."
Everyone turned around quickly, wanting to see who the unscrupulous person was who was meddling in this incident.
But they have never seen the man holding the sign.
It seems like this is coming from a bad person.
Everyone looked at Zhou Cishen again. The latter didn't seem surprised. He didn't even raise his eyes. He raised the sign again and said calmly: "One million."
The man behind continued to hold up the sign: "Two million."
Zhou Cishen said: "Five million."
Everyone: "..."
No matter how rich you are, this is not how you play.
The higher the price goes up, the more tense the atmosphere becomes.
At first, everyone watched this silent war with great interest.
Later, the only sound in the entire auction hall was the sound of placards being raised.
When it reached 70 million, Ruan Xingwan held down Zhou Cishen's hand and lowered his voice: "Stop raising the price, he obviously did it on purpose."
Zhou Cishen held her hand and said, "Don't worry."
Zhou Cishen raised the sign again: "One hundred million."
Everyone was in an uproar. Mr. Zhou's calligraphy and painting was only 80 million, which was already higher than the highest price in the auction.
No matter how beautiful this ring is, it's not worth 100 million.
The man behind him paused, seeming to be hesitating.
Immediately afterwards, he added: "One hundred and twenty million."
"One hundred and eighty million."
There was finally no sound from behind.
The auctioneer on the stage said: "One hundred and eighty million once, one hundred and eighty million twice, one hundred and eighty million three times."
Boom——
make a deal.
The subsequent auction items were far less exciting than this ring. Everyone was focused on discussing this matter, and they were also curious about the person who crazily raised the price with Zhou Cishen.
Of course, what they are most interested in is this ring worth 180 million.
After the charity dinner, the crowd slowly left.
As soon as Zhou Cishen and Ruan Xingwan got up, a man came over and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Mr. Zhou, for taking a photo of what you like."
Zhou Cishen looked at him without any change in his expression: "What makes you think that you can stand in front of me?"
Jon's expression calmed down a bit, and he subconsciously took two steps back: "Mr. Zhou, don't be so cruel. You were so nice just now. You spent a lot of money just to smile for a beauty. This is a good story."