Nan'an clasped his hands together guiltily, watching the collection being auctioned off at a high price one by one, and soon it should be his mother's turn to be relic.

She couldn't persuade Nan Zhenhai to give up the auction, and she didn't have the ability to auction them, so she could only take a look at them here.

The crimson lips were bitten white by her, which showed the torment in her heart.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this collection is remarkable, it comes from Han Yu, one of the eight masters of the Tang and Song dynasties, as we all know, Mr. Han Yu has rare landscape paintings, that is to say, this is a unique piece, which shows that its art collection value is ......."

With the introduction of the auctioneer, his assistant sent the collection up.

Nan'an's heart tugged, she recalled the memories that her grandfather taught her to appreciate when she was a child, where did she understand the value of these things at that time, and she always wanted to scribble on them, which made her grandfather sweat coldly.

Even so, the old man would not say a word of scolding her, but always patiently and kindly told her the story behind the painting over and over again, teaching her all kinds of knowledge.

There was a mist in her glass-like eyes, and when she heard the auctioneer's explanation and was about to start shouting, she finally glanced at Nan Zhenhai again.

Nan Zhenhai was completely attracted by the booth, where to pay attention to the despair in Nan'an's eyes.

He blushed with excitement and his neck was thick, and before the auction had even begun, he had already imagined how much astronomical money would come in.

The auctioneer knocked on the auction hammer and said, "Okay, everyone, the auction will officially start, starting at 500,000 yuan, and the price increase will be 50,000 yuan, and now ......."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard Fu Linshan holding up a sign and saying: "500,000!"

At one point, the scene was a little out of control due to the long silence.

Nan'an looked back at Fu Linshan with some excitement, she now understood what he meant by calling Boss Du to come in and say that.

"Since no one continues to raise the price, then 500,000 once, 500,000 twice, three times. The auctioneer made a final decision and said against his will: "Congratulations to No. 1 for winning the Han Yu landscape painting." ”

His true heart is that 500,000 cabbage prices will auction a treasure worth tens of millions, what kind of operation is this?

Are the rich now so illiterate?

However, he is a professional auctioneer, and even if he is surprised, he will bury it in his heart and continue the auction process.

At the beginning, Nan Zhenhai also hypnotized himself, Fu Linshan may have been casually calling for fun, and maybe there were other people who bargained with him later.

The Fu family may have a prestige foundation in Rongcheng, but it has not yet reached the level of a monopoly family.

But after four or five of his things were auctioned off by Fu Linshan at the starting price, he finally couldn't keep his composure.

As we all know, Ruffini is a high-end auction house, so the fee is naturally much higher than that of ordinary auction houses.

If Fu Linshan is asked to auction everything at a low price, then he will not talk about making money, but maybe he will have to post the club's commission upside down.

He collapsed his face and pleaded: "Fu Shao, you can't do this, I ......"

Fu Linshan directly interrupted him, "What?

"No, it's not. Where did Nan Zhenhai dare, he was about to cry in a hurry, and said humbly: "The auction will charge a commission, you are like this, let me ......"

"What does that have to do with me?" Fu Linshan interrupted him impatiently, his brows furrowed, obviously on the verge of annoyance.

Nan Zhenhai immediately didn't dare to say anything, he looked at Nan'an for help, but Nan'an only gave him a scoop in the back of his head.

What kind of sin has befallen you!

It is a confirmation of the saying "self-inflicted iniquity cannot live".

Nan Zhenhai was dripping blood in his heart, and he gave himself a slap!