The only person who thought differently from everyone else was Miao Xiangrong, because he broke out in cold sweat the moment he saw Lin Deshui come in. After hearing Lin Deshui's introduction, he was so scared that he didn't know what to say.
Didn't Li Fan hear that his daughter and teacher were just a poor boy from a poor family? Why did Lin Deshui now want to call him Mr. Li and introduce him to someone from the Education Bureau so enthusiastically?
Miao Xiangrong laughed along with him, and the cold sweat on his forehead remained along his forehead.
On the one hand, if the items that Lin Deshui likes are popular, they will usually directly raise the price to a height that they are unwilling to increase; on the other hand, even if there is someone who can compete with Lin Deshui's financial strength, they will not directly refute it.
In order to save Lin Deshui's face, they are all from this city. It would be better for people of Lin Deshui's status to offend less.
And even if there are really capable people who don't care about Lin Deshui's face, they won't be on the first floor, and the people on this floor won't be too rich or status-y. Who on earth dares to steal what Lin Deshui likes?
Just as everyone was discussing, Lin Deshui increased the price again.
"One million!" The auctioneer's voice was almost smoking: "Is there anyone else raising the price?"
At this time, the young man sitting on the first floor holding a sign was sweating coldly: "Master, we really don't have the money to pay."
"What are you afraid of? As long as I can establish a relationship with Lin Deshui and let him know that the person in his room is a liar, I am the only one who can help him. I am afraid that no one will help us pay the money."
"But..." The young man lowered his head and said cautiously: "What if we can't get along."
Sitting next to him, a middle-aged man wearing a short-breasted jacket glared at the young man, his face full of displeasure, but he still said: "Then forget it."
"Hmph, this little liar is quite capable, let's see how I slap him in the face soon!"
The young man immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't care whether the master could slap them in the face later. He only knew that if he continued to bid, it would be really embarrassing if they couldn't pay.
"One million, no one is raising the price?"
"One million, once!"
"A million, twice!"
"One million, three times!" The auctioneer's hammer hit the wooden pile hard, and his face flushed with excitement. He really didn't expect that an iron can could fetch such a high price: "Dealed! Congratulations to the distinguished second floor
Mr. Lin, a member, bought this collection for a price of one million - the Wind-Mocking Cauldron!"
Li Fan, who was above, naturally didn't know the scene below. Seeing that the thing was taken, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
I have to say that these rich people enjoy the feeling of auctions. The feeling of directly using money to suppress the opponent is simply every man's ultimate dream.
It was obviously not a very valuable thing, but every time the auctioneer called out the price, he could feel the crazy secretion of dopamine in his body. Until the sound of the three hammers fell, the excitement rushed directly to the top of his head.
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But now there is an embarrassing thing, that is, he does not have one million to give to Mr. Lin. He can still grit his teeth and spend half a million to pay for his impulse.
But he couldn't get out one million even if he broke his teeth. He could only see what Lin Deshui asked him to do for a while.
Although Li Fan muttered in his heart, he didn't show it on his face: "Mr. Lin, thank you very much."
He knew that no matter what his abilities were, if he got stage fright, Lin Deshui would definitely look down on him.
After all, it was the old man who saved Lin Deshui's life at that time, not himself. Lin Deshui did not know his own abilities.
"You're welcome, little brother Li Fan. Since the people over there are targeting me, it's fair to say that I caused you to suffer unreasonable disasters. This is all deserved." Lin Deshui said with a smile: "You can just hold the cauldron later.
Just treat it like an old guy like me, whom I haven't seen for a long time, and give my friend a meeting gift."
This old man, if he needed any help, he didn't say anything. He took the blame directly on himself, and then gave away one million things.
"Then I'm welcome and thank Mr. Lin again."
"Brother, since you have taken down the things, why don't you go back with me and catch up on old times?"
"To tell you the truth, I really have something to ask for here."
Since Lin Deshui is here today, it proves that he has something he wants to take pictures of, and he left before he saw what he is interested in.
"The collection you want to photograph is not available yet."
"It doesn't matter, just ask the assistant to take the photo here. Let's go first." After saying that, he patted Li Fan on the shoulder with a sad look on his face: "To tell you the truth, my grandson has been sick for so long. It's true that he saw you."
I’m a little anxious.”
"Since Mr. Lin thinks it doesn't matter, then I'd rather be respectful than obey."
Li Fan has been in society for so many years, and he has met a lot of rich and status people with the old man. He naturally knows who likes what way of speaking. This is the way people survive in society.
When dealing with people like Lin Deshui, you must be cautious before you are completely familiar with him.
"Then please."
The two of them went downstairs first, and the person following them left one in the room, waiting for the remaining items.
At this time, on the first floor, the young man's eyes lit up as he was concentrating on observing the activities on the second floor.
"Master, master, is Lin Deshui going to follow that liar?"
The middle-aged man glanced closely and showed a contemptuous smile: "Let's go, my good disciple, the opportunity to make a fortune has come."
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As soon as Li Fan and Lin Deshui reached the door of the auction, they were stopped by a shout.
"Wait a moment."
Everyone turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a modern modified Chinese style placket and cotton and linen wide-leg pants. He was dressed like a monk. Behind him was a young man who looked about the same age as Li Fan.
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"What's the matter?"
The sudden shouts put the bodyguards on alert.
"May I ask if it was this old gentleman who took the photo of the Wind-Mocking Cauldron?" The middle-aged man looked straight at Lin Deshui.
Li Fan couldn't help but find it funny. He was sure that this person definitely knew Lin Deshui. You couldn't hide whether a person recognized the other person or not, and he could guarantee that Lin Deshui could definitely tell if he had been in the mall for so many years. He didn't know the other person.
What to install here.
"Yes." Lin Deshui nodded.
The middle-aged man touched his chin and said: "This old gentleman took the photo of this Fang Xiaofeng Cauldron for collection. I wonder if he is willing to give it to the old man so that the treasure can display its potential on people who can use it."
Some value.”
"You were the one calling the price on the first floor just now."
Although it was a question, Li Fan had no intention of asking.
Although this old immortal didn't know why he kept raising the price, he spent five times more than he could have gotten at the price he could have obtained. He naturally remembered this grudge.
Although he didn't contribute any money, Lin Deshui did, so he owed a million in favor.