He Qisi glanced at Cai Qingman, couldn't help but smile and asked: "Qingman, do you also want to buy this calligraphy?"
Cai Qingman nodded and said: "Shengren Chen's words are worth a thousand pieces of gold, and a thousand pieces of gold are hard to find. I finally came across this opportunity today, and I will definitely not let it go."
While speaking, Cai Qingman glanced at He Qisi and asked: "Teacher He, aren't you interested in this word?"
He Qisi smiled bitterly and said, "Even if I like it, I don't have that much money to buy it."
Although He Qisi's family is well-off, it is far from enough to pay tens of millions to buy a calligraphy painting.
But Cai Qingman has no such worries. As a direct descendant of the Cai family in one of the three largest aristocratic families in Jinmen, and the precious daughter of Cai Zhenhao, the current head of the family, it is really not a big deal to pay tens of millions for a calligraphy painting.
Unexpectedly, Wu Qi came to Cai Qingman at this time and advised him unintentionally: "Qingman, although Chen Shengren's "Mid-Autumn Festival" is good, I think it would be good if you take a look.
There is absolutely no need to buy it.”
Cai Qingman frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
Wu Qi explained with a slightly strange look on his face: "Chen Shengren is still alive after all. This calligraphy was written by him more than ten years ago. Maybe his current calligraphy level is much higher than before.
Although Chen Shengren will not write a calligraphy twice, if you have the opportunity, wouldn't it be better to buy a copy of Chen Shengren's calligraphy now or even in his later years?"
Hearing this, Cai Qingman shook his head lightly and said: "It is a rare thing to encounter Chen Shengren's Mid-Autumn Festival post. How could I miss it?"
Wu Qi said anxiously: "Qingman, just listen to me, don't buy it, it's not cost-effective."
"Not a good deal? What do you know? Okay, just say a few words. I know what I know."
Cai Qingman shook his head in displeasure, unwilling to talk to Wu Qi any more.
Wu Qi was like an ant on a hot pot, wanting to scratch his head and head for a moment.
Han Jiulin saw this scene in his eyes, thoughtfully.
After a while, everyone just sat down. When the auctioneer saw that everyone had finished appreciating the words, he stopped talking and went straight to the topic:
"Next, we will start to auction this "Peace Poster". The starting price of this "Peace Poster" is 58 million, and each increase in price must not be less than 1 million. Anyone who is interested can bid now."
"60 million." As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, Cai Qingman raised his hand and called the first bid.
Everyone glanced at Cai Qingman, and many people recognized that Cai Qingman was the daughter of Cai Zhenhao. Cai Qingman was born in a family and usually gave a lot of funding to the Jinmen Painting and Calligraphy Association, so she quickly received a lot of money.
A human nod.
Many people knew that the financial resources of the Cai family were beyond the reach of ordinary people. When they saw Cai Qingman eagerly bidding the first price, some of them who had originally had some ideas immediately gave up the idea of bidding.
However, many people who came from other places didn't care who Cai Qingman was. They were originally here for Chen Yongyuan and the "Safety Note", so they started bidding one after another. After several rounds of bidding, the price was raised to 80 million.
above.
This price, in the opinion of many people, is already on the high side.
After all, Chen Yongyuan is not yet sixty years old and is in good health. Although he is a contemporary calligrapher, it is really an exaggeration to approach the 100 million mark for a single stroke of ink.
In terms of words alone, based on 80 million, if 22 words are divided equally, each word is worth more than 3.6 million. It can be said that a word is worth a thousand dollars!
"83 million." Cai Qingman saw that after the bidding reached 80 million, there were obviously fewer bidders. Not only did Cai Qingman smile, but he raised the price again.
At this time, there was only a middle-aged man with a big belly who had the financial resources to compete with Cai Qingman. The other party glanced at Cai Qingman, thought about the payment, and said: "85 million."
Cai Qingman frowned slightly, and when she was about to bid again, Wu Qi grabbed Cai Qingman and said in an almost begging tone: "Stop bidding, the price is already very high, it's not worth it anymore, you
Just give it to that gentleman."
"What are you doing? Let me go." Cai Qingman was a little embarrassed and glared at Wu Qi. At the same time, she also glanced at Han Jiulin. He looked as usual and didn't even look here.
, I felt a little more relieved just now.
But at this moment, Han Jiulin raised his arm and shouted lightly: "One hundred million."
"What?"
"That young man actually shouted 100 million?"
For a moment, the whole hall was shocked.
Even Cai Qingman opened his eyes wide and looked at Han Jiulin in disbelief.
He Qisi looked at Han Jiulin and said dumbfounded: "Mr. Han, isn't 100 million a bit too high?"
Han Jiulin smiled faintly and said nothing.
When Wu Qi saw this, he showed a gloating sneer.
He really didn't expect that when the deal was about to be concluded, Han Jiulin would come out to be taken advantage of. It was really an unexpected surprise!
A little further away, He Feng, Ji Xuehai and a group of others looked at Han Jiulin.
Ji Xuehai and Shao Wenhao each looked at each other, both showing a hint of surprise.
Shao Wenhao said: "That young man is so courageous at such a young age. I am really amazed."
Ji Xuehai also said: "I don't know whether that young man looks unfamiliar, but he is so generous. He must be a fan of Chen Yongyuan. I don't know his name."
He Feng chuckled and said: "That young man's surname is Han, and he came with me to participate in this calligraphy and painting auction."
When everyone heard this, they all looked at He Feng: "So you are Principal He's long-lasting friend?"
He Feng waved his hand and said with a smile: "How dare you describe me as a close friend? That Mr. Han is my old man's teacher."
"That young man is your teacher, Principal He?"
Ji Xuehai and others were all interested.
"What's going on? Principal He is so respected that he would respect a young man as a teacher?"
"Principal He, you'd better tell me, everyone is very curious."
He Feng said with a smile: "That Mr. Han's calligraphy accomplishments, not to mention me, even Wen Anping are ashamed. He once taught me calligraphy, so of course he can be regarded as my teacher."
As a well-known calligrapher in Tianjin, Wen Anping would have definitely participated in such an occasion, but because his grandson's leg was broken, he was not in a good mood these days, so he was absent.
Hearing He Feng say that Han Jiulin's calligraphy skills put even the always proud and arrogant Wen Anping to shame, Ji Xuehai and others became even more shocked and confused.
As the previous president of Jinmen University, He Feng was highly respected, so naturally they would not doubt the authenticity of He Feng's words.
Shao Wenhao said slowly: "That young man is so young and has such attainments in calligraphy. Even if he is extremely talented, it is difficult for any good master to achieve anything. Presumably his master must also be a great calligrapher.
"
He Feng nodded and said with a smile: "That's natural. Famous teachers make great disciples. His teacher is indeed a famous person, and everyone here knows him."
"Oh? Who is it?" Everyone became curious.
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