Chapter 395: In order to achieve the goal, never give up
"A weak country has no diplomacy..."
After chewing Liu Shiba's words softly in her mouth several times, Zheng Liyuan sighed softly.
After a century of struggle and half a century of prosperity and strength, China is still a weak country in the eyes of Westerners.
"The rat head of the Chinese zodiac!"
Zheng Liyuan moved her posture, her delicate body straightened up, and she gritted her teeth and glared at Moran and Tan Ting Paul, who looked proud.
At this time, Moran was eloquent, telling the glorious history of this rat head to seduce wealthy people to fund the collection.
“Alright gentlemen, let’s start bidding now. The starting price is: 10,000 US dollars!
"The asking price is only 10,000 US dollars? Is this damn old bastard, a national treasure of China, worth this?"
Zheng Liyuan was very unhappy and stared at the rat head on the stage.
At this time, the host Moran looked at the dozen Chinese collectors and wealthy people present with a hint of ridicule.
The meaning in his eyes is self-evident, the one with the highest price will get it!
Liu Shiba looked at Zheng Liyuan, who was so angry and angry, as cute as a little girl, and couldn't help but chuckled:
"Wenqing, wenqing has his fault."
"One hundred thousand!"
A white-haired old Chinese man stood up excitedly and roared angrily.
"One hundred and fifty thousand."
The person who returned the offer was a rich European man with an aquiline nose, who called him "Ten Thousand Prices". He even winked at the Chinese old man with a mocking look on his face.
"One hundred and fifty thousand, are there any bids left? This thing comes from the far east, a national treasure of that once glorious empire."
Moran laughed loudly.
"One hundred and eighty thousand."
A handsome young man bids the price. He is a rich second generation from China.
Sometimes, there are also angry youths and patriotic people among the rich second generation!
"You want to buy an exquisite rat head for 180,000 yuan? I'll give you one million!"
Another fat foreigner shouted loudly for the price.
He directly pushed the price to a very astonishing height.
The auction of rat heads directly turned into a war between the two parties.
On one side are foreign collectors with malicious intentions, and on the other side are Chinese collectors and some wealthy people.
They only want to bring the national treasure back to their own country.
The price of the rat head skyrocketed, two million, two million three hundred thousand, two million six hundred thousand, three million...
In just ten minutes, the price soared to a sky-high price of five million US dollars...
Someone once estimated that the collection of rat heads is worth at most about three million US dollars.
However, as these guys drove up the price and the auctioneer Moran added fuel to the fire, the price continued to rise.
Far more than its own value.
Of course, there is another intangible value in this, which is the self-esteem of the Chinese nation.
The price of this self-esteem is immeasurable. For some people, it is not worth a penny.
But some people are willing to go bankrupt and go all out even if they have to live with nothing in the future.
Sitting next to Liu Shiba, Zheng Liyuan, with a sullen face, suddenly started bidding:
"Five and a half million."
"Oh? Lady from the East, you also want this rat head, do you want me to buy it for you? Five million and seven hundred thousand!"
Not far away from Liu Shiba and Liu Shiba, a Western rich man said with an exaggerated smile. After saying that, he looked at Zheng Liyuan's plumpness with lustful eyes, without any scruples...
"It depends on whether you can afford it or not."
Zheng Liyuan glanced at the guy coldly and continued to increase the price:
"Six million."
"A lady from the East participated in the bidding. The price is now six million. Is there any other gentleman who can bid?
I think if he takes a picture of the rat head and gives it to that beautiful lady, maybe there will be a surprise waiting for him..."
Moran was frothing at the mouth and used Zheng Liyuan's beauty as a gimmick to spit out lotus flowers again...
"If I can have dinner with this lady, I'm willing to pay this price. How about 6.5 million?"
"Huh! Why don't you look at your majestic appearance? Will it scare that beautiful lady?
How about giving me this opportunity? 6.65 million..."
"God! You don't want oil but spend a lot of money on an oriental beauty? This is big news.
However, I cannot give you this opportunity, 6.7 million."
"Seven million."
Zheng Liyuan looked livid and continued to increase the price.
"It seems that this lady from the East is also a wealthy person. Can I know your name?"
A Western man turned around and showed a gentlemanly smile to Zheng Liyuan, completely ignoring Liu Shiba beside her.
Liu Shiba touched his nose mockingly, are men so unpopular?
"Not interested."
Zheng Liyuan replied coldly.
"What a shame."
The Western man shook his head in disappointment, but did not continue to bid.
Zheng Liyuan was obviously relieved. She knew this guy personally. He was the son of a certain oil king.
If he really participates in the bidding, it is estimated that all the Chinese wealthy people present together will not be able to see enough.
At this time, Liu Shiba, who had been watching all this quietly, couldn't help but sigh:
"I don't care what price you ask, I just want to ask, do you have the money?"
Zheng Liyuan's face stiffened when she heard this, her eyebrows furrowed, then she glared at Liu Shiba and said with a smile:
"You see, everyone thinks that I am your woman and you have to pay the bill."
"No money."
Liu Shiba's face was straight.
Then he saw Zheng Liyuan's eyes were red, and Liu Shiba couldn't help but sigh and said with a wry smile:
"Angry youth is a disease, and you have to take good care of it."
"I want you to take care of it?"
Zheng Liyuan rolled her eyes at Liu Shiba, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She saw Liu Shiba's attitude.
This guy is not an iron rooster...
"Gentlemen, have you given up? I'll offer you seven million!"
Next to him, a graceful rich man raised his right hand and shook it, bidding again, and secretly peeping at Zheng Liyuan from the corner of his eye.
Obviously, this guy was still lustful, but he didn't see a certain oil prince on the side. Seeing the rich man's bid and his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Eight million."
Zheng Liyuan spit out a number coldly, and Liu Shiba looked at it blankly, his face stiff.
Obviously, Zheng Liyuan has gone crazy.
However, this kind of character Zheng Liyuan is exactly what Liu Shiba admires.
To reach your goal, never give up.
"The lady from the East has already raised the price. Is there anyone who wants to increase the price?"
Moran's face glowed red and he shouted loudly.
At this point, if the price is increased, I guess I am either an idiot or my brain was caught in the door when I was born.
Eight million US dollars has far exceeded the original value of the rat head!
The rich people from various countries present are not stupid either.
"Our National Museum just lacks this type of collection. We bought the rat head for nine million."
An American raised his hand very arrogantly.
Zheng Liyuan snorted coldly and did not continue bidding.
Because she was not sure whether Liu Shiba had any money or how much money he had?
"Oh! This gentleman from the American Museum is asking for it! Nine million.
Being able to take a photo of this exhibit and collect it in your country’s museum is definitely worth the money. It’s the first time of nine million...”
Moran's face was red, his beard was raised, and he shouted excitedly!
"Nine million, the second time..."
The price was already ridiculously high, and the dozen or so wealthy Chinese people present looked embarrassed at the same time, obviously wanting more than they could afford.
"Nine million third..."
Moran, the hammer in Tantin Paul's hand is about to fall!
"Ten million!"
Liu Shiba stood up, glanced at the American representative, and shook his finger lightly.
How could you let these people take China’s national treasure in front of your eyes?
At this time, Liu Shiba had a fire burning in his heart...
Captain Mo Jin is also a Chinese, and he will not hesitate even if he falls into the spotlight...
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