Return Chapter 11 Zhou Jie who died

Ye Guxian handed over the money and came back, and Yang Kun on the side asked in a low voice, "Xiao Ye, is there anything special about this stone?"

Ye Guxian scratched his head and said with a smile: "I didn't see anything, seeing that this stone was so hard, I wanted to take it back and prepare for research, so I took a photograph." ”

"That Zhou Jie obviously asked for revenge on you, didn't you jump into the pit without anything?"

Yang Tian looked at Ye Guxian like a fool, and suddenly became angry.

"Okay, it's come to this, let's take it as a cut to grow wise, young people are impulsive, and it's good to suffer a little loss. ”

Yang Kun felt that Ye Guxian was pitted and felt uncomfortable, so he began to comfort Ye Guxian in disguise, but how did he know that it was this stone that made people feel the most worthless, and it happened to be the most valuable existence in this auction, of course, Ye Guxian would not be stupid to say it now.

Time passed slowly, and as the lots were sold at high prices, the auction gradually came to an end.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is up to me to reveal the biggest highlight of this auction and the last lot of the whole auction."

"Autumn Wind Fan Picture"

After that, a group of armed policemen with guns lined up, more well-trained, and walked in neatly, which immediately startled everyone present, only to see an old man standing in the middle of this group of armed police, holding a sandalwood box with both hands, and walked to the stage.

"Don't get me wrong, in order to prevent others from stealing, the entire auction hall has been strictly protected by the police, not much to say, this is today's finale, the autumn wind fan picture"

The host said, only to see the old man put the wooden box on the table on the table, and then, slowly opened the wooden box, and suddenly a fresh sandalwood poured out, permeating the entire auction, only to see the old man take out a painting from the wooden box, under the eyes of everyone, slowly unfolded, this move, immediately attracted the auction house exclaimed.

"This.... This is the real work, this is the real work of Tang Bohu. ”

An old man in the audience lifted his glasses, stared at the painting for a long time and was shocked, and said to himself.

"Wonderful, really wonderful, a good sentence who looks at the world in detail, most of them don't chase the cold, if the old man can get this painting, he will die without regrets, hahaha"

Ye Guxian took a look, only to see that this painting was painted on the slope of the lake stone, painting a woman, good looks, like a fairy, clean and neat clothes, fluttering with the wind, eyes quite vivid, poignant, as if in the eyes, holding a fan in his hand, looking into the distance, there is a poem written in the upper left corner, Ye Guxian saw this painting, and praised Tang Bohu in his heart.

Then the old man carefully rolled up the painting, put it back in the wooden box, and left everyone's sight under the protection of many armed police.

"Since this painting is so precious, the person who bought it later can stay here and trade it"

Subsequently, the host coughed and said loudly: "Autumn Wind Fan Picture, the starting price, 40 million, no cap, now the auction begins!"

As soon as the words fell, a shout came from all around, instantly drowning the auction.

"50 million"

"Sixty million, I'll give sixty million, don't rob me. ”

"Sixty-five million, I'm going to decide on this painting"

"Seventy Million"

When the words fell, Zhou Jie stood up and said to the surroundings with a smile: "Everyone, our Zhou family wants this painting, I'm sorry to disturb your Yaxing."

As soon as Zhou Jie's words came out, the field was suddenly silent, who in Binhai City didn't know the Zhou family, the current head of the Zhou family was still the secretary of the municipal party committee, black and white had to give some face when they saw the Zhou family, and the proper black and white were all eaten, and being an enemy of the Zhou family was equivalent to death.

Zhou Jie looked around, then turned his eyes to the host on the stage, and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, let's count down directly."

Seeing that no one continued to bid, the host simply picked up the hammer and knocked it down.

"Seventy-five million"

Just as the hammer was about to fall, a lazy voice came out, Zhou Jie turned his eyes and stared, looked at the young man who was asking for the price, and said with a mocking face: "Seventy-five million, Ye Guxian, don't think I don't know your background, you are an orphan, have you seen so much money?"

Ye Guxian didn't even look at Zhou Jie, and said indifferently: "Whether you have money or not, you will naturally know when I take pictures."

Zhou Jie looked at Yang Tian next to Ye Guxian, and his face suddenly darkened, after all, this painting was to be given to his father as a birthday gift, he was bound to get this painting, he didn't dare to bet, so he stared at Ye Guxian and said: "Ye Guxian, this painting is what our Zhou family wants, I advise you to think about it." ”

I saw Ye Guxian say indifferently: "What kind of fart?"

Zhou Jie looked at Ye Guxian with a gloomy face, he didn't have time to take revenge for being abused at school last time, and he was slapped in the face again today, and this time it was his Zhou family's face, Zhou Jie was annoyed and angry, it is estimated that if this was outside, he would have done it a long time ago.

"Okay, you kid has a kind, I haven't been afraid of anyone if it's more money, eighty million!"

The slaps in the face again and again made Zhou Jie angry, lost his mind, and simply called the price directly.