Chapter Seventy-Five: I Don't Sell

He Lin understood at this time, it turned out that this Zhou Mingfan, like Zhou Deshen before, was to prepare a birthday gift for the old man of the Zhou family!

But in comparison, these two people's attitudes towards people are completely different.

He Lin frowned slightly, ignored Zhou Mingfan, looked at Liu Furong and asked in a low voice, "Boss Liu, are you still following the price?"

Zhou Mingfan saw that He Lin didn't give himself face, so he snorted coldly: "Hmph, give a shameless guy!"

Liu Furong pondered for a moment, and then shouted: "21 million!"

This bid is very close to her maximum budget of 23 million, if Zhou Mingfan still wants to continue bidding, then even if she loves this Wu Wangfu sword again, she will have to endure the pain.

"23 million!"

Who knew that as soon as Liu Furong put down the brand in her hand, Zhou Mingfan directly increased the price by 2 million in one breath.

All of a sudden, it reached the highest budget price of Liu Hibiscus.

"Boss Liu, do you still need to follow?" After shouting the price, Zhou Mingfan didn't forget to tease.

Liu Furong's pretty face changed slightly, and she said in her heart that the heritage of the No. 1 winery in the eastern district of this week is really profound, and the tens of millions of bids are even without blinking an eyelid.

He Lin was also surprised in his heart, but he was surprised that the eldest son of the Zhou family and the three sons of Zhou Deshen were so different?

One tens of millions don't blink, and one five or six hundred thousand is stretched?

Liu Furong hesitated again and again, and finally raised her hand and shouted: "24 million!"

She directly increased the price by 1 million, and it was obvious that she was already trying her best.

At this moment, it has exceeded her highest estimate, if Zhou Mingfan still clenches on, then she can only choose to give up.

"25 million!"

Zhou Mingfan didn't think about it, and raised the bidding card in his hand and shouted.

Uproar——!

Everyone present was in an uproar.

What does it mean to be wealthy? This is called wealth!

Liu Furong was also taken aback, she glanced back at Zhou Mingfan, her eyes were full of unwillingness.

Zhou Mingfan met Liu Furong's gaze and grinned: "Boss Liu, do you want to bid again?" Zhou can still play two rounds with you!"

Although Zhou Mingfan said this to Liu Furong, in the end, his eyes were on He Lin on the stage!

He wants to let He Lin know that he, Zhou Mingfan, is the final big winner, and it is useless for anyone to compete!

For a while, it was-for-tat, and the atmosphere between the stadiums was a little colder.

He Lin frowned slightly, Zhou Mingfan's attitude at the moment was exactly the same as when Jin Yuankun threatened him to sign the contract in the hospital!

His stubborn temper also rushed up, and he shouted with a sneer: "Everyone, is there anyone who continues to bid?"

There was silence in the room, since even Liu Furong had given up the bidding, others did not dare to provoke Zhou Mingfan, the eldest of the Zhou family.

"Hmph, boy, don't be too dissatisfied, 25 million is enough for you to spend most of your life!" Zhou Mingfan snorted coldly, his eyes swept around: "Of course, if there are still people sitting here who want to bid, Zhou will naturally accompany you!"

Zhou Mingfan was in the limelight for a while, and it was obvious that the group of old fritters present were not stupid enough to form a bond with Zhou Ji for the sake of an ancient sword.

"Okay, since there's no one bidding, then ......"

He Lin nodded slightly, his tone was slightly elongated, and then he stretched out his hand and pointed at Liu Furong: "Then my Wu Wangfu chacha sword will be sold to Boss Liu for 24 million!"

Uproar——!

As soon as He Lin's words came out, everyone present was surprised.

Even Liu Furong was stunned, looking up at He Lin, what is this kid doing?

"The surname is He, you kid plays with me!"

Zhou Mingfan was even more angry, stood up from the sofa all of a sudden, and pointed directly at He Lin: "Lao Tzu has the highest price, what do you mean if you don't sell me something!"

"It's not interesting. He Lin glanced at Zhou Mingfan and said coldly: "This Wu Wangfu chacha sword is my thing, I will stop filming now, I won't shoot anymore!"

"You!"

Zhou Mingfan pointed at He Lin, so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Just stop filming like this, I don't think it's appropriate, right?"

Just then, a familiar voice came from the auction booth.

He Lin frowned, but Jin Yuankun didn't know when he also stood up: "This auction is originally a bidding, and the rule is that the one with the highest price wins, He Lin, since you come to the stage to offer treasures, you should understand this rule!"

After speaking, Jin Yuankun looked at He Lin and showed a sneer.

He stood up at this time, not only could he take the opportunity to close the thigh of the Zhou family, but also give He Lin a stone to fall into the well.

Kill two birds with one stone!

He Lin raised his eyebrows, it is really a gathering of people and kinds, and things are divided into groups.

This Jin Yuankun and Zhou Mingfan are standing in the banquet at the moment, and their tone and expression are the same.

If it weren't for the big difference in age and appearance between the two, He Lin would almost think that they were long-lost brothers!

"The surname is Jin, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?" He Lin stared at Jin Yuankun and said coldly.

"Why is it not about Jin?" Jin Yuankun raised his eyebrows and waved his hand: "Jin thinks this matter is unfair, so he naturally wants to say a word or two." ”

"The eldest son of Zhou has the highest bid, you don't sell it to others, how can this make sense?"

"Hmph, the surname Jin is quite good at digging your ass!"

He Lin sneered, and said without letting go: "Today's auction was originally based on competitive treasures, and the main purpose was to let everyone present communicate with each other, and there was neither a formal bidding contract nor a deposit!"

"And 24 million is also the price that Boss Liu has offered, and I can sell my things to whoever I want. He Lin said word by word: "What does it matter to you Jin Yuankun? If you want to sell it, then you can also sell your own Qing Dynasty blue and white porcelain to Zhou Dagongzi!"

As soon as He Lin's words came out, Jin Yuankun and Zhou Mingfan both had the same black face.

Everyone present at the melon eating knew that they were insiders, and they directly offended the two of them with one word!

Of course, on the other hand, there is indeed some truth in thinking that He Lin said this.

After all, the purpose of this Jingbao auction is indeed to focus on Jingbao, not a commercial auction, and there is no corresponding fixed treaty, plus this Wu Wangfu chacha sword is He Lin's personal thing, it is reasonable for him to sell it to whoever he wants.

However, after this divine operation, He Lin really offended Zhou Mingfan.

"Joke!"

Jin Yuankun's eyes rolled, and he opened his mouth and said, "Then according to your meaning, even if someone offers a high price, you can not sell it in the end?"

"Aren't you just teasing everyone and all the bidders in the end!" Jin Yuankun shouted in vain.

"I don't care if I sell it!" He Lin's stubborn temper also followed, and he snorted coldly: "I'm going to sell it to Boss Liu at a low price now, what's the matter?"

"You, you ......" Jin Yuankun didn't expect He Lin to be so arrogant and unreasonable, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

"Hahaha......"

At this time, Zhou Mingfan laughed angrily, and said to Liu Furong: "Boss Liu, will the auction you did this auction to build momentum for this Wu Wangfu sword?"

Zhou Mingfan couldn't figure out how a poor boy like He Lin would not be happy with money, and after a little thought, he suspected Liu Furong and thought that this was a scene led by Liu Furong!

Like this unborn tenth Wu Wangfu cha sword, it only needs to open up a little popularity in the circle, and the next time it is put on a larger auction, it will definitely discharge a new round of sky-high prices.

"Master Zhou, I really can't take what you say. Liu Furong is not stupid, and naturally understands what Zhou Mingfan is referring to.

Zhou Mingfan saw that Liu Furong's expression was not fake, and he didn't ask too many questions, but turned back to He Lin and asked, "Brother, are you really not selling me this bronze sword?"

"Not for sale!"

He Lin looked at Zhou Mingfan and said categorically: "Master Zhou, it's not just about having money for everything, people also need to respect each other!"

Hearing this, Zhou Mingfan was also stunned, and couldn't help but secretly expect in his heart, could this poor boy become angry with Lao Tzu and didn't even want money?

"Xiao He, do you want to think about it?"

Liu Furong also thought about He Lin at the moment, after all, it was really not worth offending a Zhou family for anger.

"No need. ”

He Lin looked at Jin Yuankun and said resolutely: "I have never changed the decision I made, I will never change it easily, I said that I will sell this sword to Boss Liu, and I will sell it to you!"

Liu Furong was slightly stunned, and her heart was slightly moved.

For her, it is indeed a joy that Yu private can get the baby she wants, but Yu Gong still has to think twice.