The auctioneer on the small stage was already crazy with joy. When the pair of bronze candlesticks in front were auctioned, Boss Yang and Boss Yi got angry, and the result should be a high price of 500,000. Those two were businessmen after all.
, businessmen pursue profits, and although they sometimes care about face, they don’t discount too much money just for the sake of face.
But the two people who are envious and angry are young people. How many of today's rich second generations regard money as money? If they fight, will the broken bronze sword be increased to more than one million?
"One hundred and fifty thousand." In any case, Young Master Tang could not give up on the Fish Intestine Sword. If the money was gone, he could earn it again. For him with a special ability, gambling on stones and picking up leaks was as easy as eating and drinking.
"Two hundred thousand, this wine is not bad." Zhou Xing said slowly.
"Zhou Xing, let's get over it." Wang Jun looked at Zhou Xing coldly with a gloomy face.
"Haha, Wang Jun, this is an auction, should he only be allowed to bid and not me?" Zhou Xing sneered and asked.
The Wang family is powerful, but the Zhou family is also powerful. Obviously, who is he, Young Master Zhou, afraid of?
"You..." Wang Jun stood up angrily, but he didn't expect Zhou Xing to dare to refute his face in public.
"Brother Wang, it's okay. Isn't it just more money? When my brother doesn't have enough money, just support him a little." Young Master Tang stood up and stopped Wang Jun and said.
"Hey, money? What's money? Money is just a bastard. You can earn it after you use it up. Brother, just shout, the most important thing we don't need is money." Wang Jun smiled coldly at Zhou Xing and let out a bold smile.
Word.
"Five hundred thousand." With Wang Jun's support, Young Master Tang was confident and added three hundred thousand at once.
"Eight hundred thousand." Zhou Xing shouted not to be outdone.
"One million." Young Master Tang immediately answered.
"You offer one million?" Zhou Xing blinked at Young Master Tang, and then said with a smile: "A broken sword is still broken, and you actually offer one million to buy it? Haha, it seems that Tang
I really like it, sir. A gentleman doesn’t take what others like, so I won’t fight.”
Young Master Tang was stunned, Zhou Xing didn’t join this week? But it’s okay, he just brought one million here. The most important thing for Young Master Tang is to take a picture of this fish intestine sword. As one of the top ten famous people in China
One of the swords, let alone one million, even ten million is not worthy of its net worth. If it can be put on the auction, it would not be unusual to sell for hundreds of millions.
However, the people around did not know that it was a fish intestine sword, and they all looked at Mr. Tang with sarcastic eyes. In their eyes, this was a replica of the candlestick auction. This young man was not tricked by Zhou Xing.
I just spent one million to buy something worth ten thousand yuan.
Young Master Tang took the suitcase from Ah Bao and walked onto the small stage. What greeted him was the smiling auctioneer. Another big deal worth one million dollars. A broken sword that he had no hope for was actually sold at the auction.
The sky-high price of one million, haha, I love you tycoons so much...
Young Master Tang's box only contained one million, so he didn't open it. He threw it directly on the desk, picked up the broken bronze sword, and looked at the weird looks of the people around him. Young Master Tang felt a burst of disdain in his heart. Such a move
The top ten famous swords in China are actually regarded as scrap metal by you. What kind of look do you have.
"Congratulations, congratulations, I bought such a 'peerless sword' for one million."
As soon as he returned to his seat, Zhou Xing raised his hands and said "congratulations" in a strange way.
Young Master Tang held the broken sword in his hand and knocked it on the table. Zhou Xing was so frightened that he quickly stood up.
"I would also like to thank Brother Zhou for asking me to buy such a peerless sword for one million dollars." Young Master Tang looked at Zhou Xing and said seriously, especially the words "peerless sword" made his tone even more serious.
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"Brother, come and sit down first, you don't deserve to be treated like this." Wang Jun pulled Tang Fei and said.
"Of course it's not worth fighting for this kind of person, but, Brother Wang, I really got a peerless sword today." Young Master Tang said with a mysterious smile.
Wang Jun was stunned, and then looked at the rusty broken sword on the table. Could it be that this is really a peerless sword? Inexplicably, such an idea suddenly flashed in Wang Jun's mind, and Boss Hu and Zheng Yating
Everyone thought that Young Master Tang was angry because he had spent a million dollars in unjust money.
"Next, please take a look at auction item No. 4..."
After nearly two hours of auction, nearly thirty pieces of various collections were successfully auctioned, with no first-rate bid. Among them, the South China tiger skin was the final auction item and was bought by Wang Jun for a sky-high price of 1.3 million.
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The South China tiger is a national first-level protected animal. There are less than 100 in total in the country. It can be called a national treasure. However, this South China tiger skin was not poached recently, but was left during the Anti-Japanese War. The grandson of an old hunter wants to
When I went to college, I couldn't pay my tuition fees, so I reluctantly sold the South China tiger skin, and then it went to the black market, and finally fell into the hands of Wang Jun.
Mr. Tang made a calculation for the thirty auction items. The transaction price of each item was more than 100,000 yuan, and the high-quality products among them were more than one million yuan. Especially the large blue and white jar of Yuan Dynasty, which was sold for three times.
The sky-high price of 1.8 million.
It is estimated that the total profit of the organizer is no less than 15 million, of which Mr. Tang contributed 1 million and Wang Jun contributed nearly 2 million. In addition to Hu Pihai's photograph of a pair of the Four Treasures of the Study left by the Ming Dynasty.
, and Zhou Xing also spent two million on a painting, "Smoke River Overlapping Mountains" by Shen Zhou of the Ming Dynasty. However, the Tang Dynasty judge identified this painting as a high imitation...
"Everyone, the auction is over. The money raised from the auction will be donated to Hope Primary School. Next is the free time that everyone likes. In the side hall, we have prepared cards, mahjong, dice, and other gambling equipment for everyone. Hope
Everyone has a good time." The auctioneer bowed deeply on the small stage.
"Brother Wang, why is there still a gambling game?" Young Master Tang frowned and looked at Wang Jun. If there is a black market, then there is a black market. Why is there a casino?
"Well, every time the black market ends, it's the same as the auction. Participation is voluntary. Speaking of which, brother, I basically didn't have any money left after participating in the black market. Except for the money for the things I bought, the rest was basically all
Leave it to us here." Wang Jun replied helplessly.
"Are the organizers involved?" asked Young Master Tang.
"The organizer doesn't participate. Basically, everyone who participates in the black market will participate. The organizer provides the venue and pumps money. Brother, don't underestimate their money. If the casino is good, the income will not be much less than what you earn from auctioning antiques." Wang Jun said.
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Everyone is rich, and the game is so big. If the organizer also participates, only fools play, and they will definitely be cheated. They only play with people they know well, and winning or losing does not harm the friendship. Of course, those who can come here belong to Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai.
Most of the upper-class rich people are familiar with them.
"Haha, all the money I brought was used to buy a peerless sword. Let's just watch Brother Wang play." Young Master Tang said with a smile.
"Hey, brother, how can this be done? Just play, if you win, it's yours, if you lose, it's mine. The first time I brought you here, I spent a million to buy a broken sword. As a brother, I feel a little sad.
I'm sorry." Wang Jun waved his hand and said, although Tang Fei valued the sword very much, but he looked around and saw that it was a broken sword, rusty like a fire stick, so it had no value.
"Brother Wang, this is really a peerless sword." Young Master Tang said in a dumbfounded voice. This is the Fish Intestine Sword. It is one of China's top ten famous swords. It represents the highest skill of ancient smelting and is of immeasurable value. What's more, he has
I got other benefits from the sword.
"Okay, okay, brother knows what you want. Come on, what are you good at? Let's play together and you might win a little bit. If I play, I will lose everything every time." Wang Jun pulled Young Master Tang.
His arms came to the side hall, and Zheng Yating, Zhou Xing, Boss Hu and others followed closely into the side hall.
Gambling is a common thing for people in Xiangjiang. Many people in Xiangjiang love betting on horse racing. In Xiangjiang, you can often see people gathering in small groups to read newspapers. If you think they are discussing current affairs and politics, you are wrong.
What a mistake, they are studying buying horses.
Macau is China's gambling city, right next to Hong Kong. Many Xiangjiang people who live a decent life take a boat to Macau every month to gamble. Of course, there are also examples of people who lost millions of dollars in one day and then committed suicide by jumping off a building.
Zheng Yating comes from a wealthy family in Hong Kong and is not averse to gambling. She occasionally goes to Macau with some of her best friends to relax and gamble a little.
When we arrived at the side hall, the gaming table was ready, including mahjong, cards, dice and other common gambling games.
"Brother Wang, what do you usually play?" Young Master Tang asked.
"Play more cards. Dice is something that few people who are not professional gamblers can play. Mahjong is too time-consuming and very few people play. Most of them play cards, such as blackjack and fried golden flowers.
Bullfighting and so on." Wang Jun said.
At this moment, a voice suddenly shouted: "Come on, come here, those who like to play gold frying are here. We are all businessmen. Golden frying is the most test of one's endurance and mental quality. Compared with bullfighting and other games, it all depends on luck.
The gameplay is more suitable for us.”
"Okay, that's right. We are all successful businessmen. It's much more interesting to play gold frying to compete with wits and courage than bullfighting."
"Well, let's play fried golden flowers."
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"Tang Fei, let's go, we are also playing fried gold. Hehe, they are all a group of old foxes. Learn more with them and pay some tuition." Obviously Wang Jun knows that playing fried gold with this group of people is basically a sure thing.
You can't win if you lose, so the words are a bit depressing, but for everyone here, gambling is just a game. They don't need to make money by gambling, and winning or losing doesn't matter at all.
Young Master Tang's heart moved. He could scan to a one-meter range. Doesn't it mean that he has seen all the cards in everyone's hands? If the card is big, just follow. If the card is small, run away. You can win some points no matter what, especially this guy next to you.
Mr. Zhou, he has not forgotten his "great kindness" to him before. At least he wants to take the money of the Fish Intestine Sword out of his hand...