Chapter 437: Sir, Are You?

The peak of hundreds of years!

Mr. Fan is such a person, who has not been seen for hundreds of years or thousands of years.

Shocking the entire Western world, each of his works has made international predators flock to it.

It is a rare art master, and it is also a superb painting.

Each of his paintings is sky-high.

At this time, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched and twitched fiercely.

They were all shocked, I didn't think there was any amazing work, but I was still shocked, Yuan Cong's energy is not small.

If this is not the case, the patriarch would not be valued by the powerful, and he really has some ways in the business world.

"This is Mr. Fan's work, Starry Night!"

It describes the starry sky of the universe, and it is a classic of oil painting created by Mr. Fan in the peerless loneliness and exhaustion of his lifelong artistic talent. ”

"This painting is also a painting that the old man finally got from overseas, and the starting price is 100 million!"

Speaking of this, the patriarch paused:

"Each time the price is raised, it must not be less than 50 million, start!"

Dig the groove!

The reserve price of 100 million is a price that is admired even in the elite gathering where celebrities gather.

The net worth of many bosses together is not enough for this amount.

That's just the starting price, and the price increase each time is 50 million, which is also a record for Rongde Auction House.

But this is also the charm of art, if it were not for Van Gogh, no one would want to give it away.

"The painting, the starry sky seems to be spinning!"

"Pen power, wonderful!"

"A master of art deserves to be a master of art, such a painting will not come out in a hundred years!"

Everyone was stunned, and even Mu Yuqing, who had a cold face, was suddenly shocked.

Maybe it is difficult for her to appreciate Chinese paintings, but she is influenced by Western culture, and she looks up to the name Van Gogh.

It's also a common problem for everyone.

Van Gogh is a master of postmodernity, and his pen depicts the deep psychological world of people.

Some of the celebrities were horrified, their eyes glowing with a burning gaze.

"Let's get started!"

The patriarch knocked down the auction hammer heavily, and everyone's eyes suddenly became solemn, and they all looked at Yang Sannan.

At this time, Yang Sannan smiled:

"I didn't want to play, but Mr. Fan's face has to be given, and the patriarch's face has to be given, so it's 100 million. ”

One hundred million!

Yang Sannan's bid was neither salty nor light, and from his eyes, he couldn't see his emotions.

It seemed to be incomparably bland, at this time, the corners of Sheng Tian's mouth twitched, a little shocked.

He wanted to make a move, but he couldn't.

In case it is cheated again, who knows if it is a fake.

At this time, he looked at his son bitterly, Chen Shao was shocked, and he was scared!

"Dad, don't look at me, I'm scared of you like this. ”

"I don't know how to draw. ”

Sheng Xingchen refused with a face, and the two violent beatings just now made his soul imprinted with fear.

I really don't want to get involved this time.

It's better to be cheated by his father than to be beaten by himself, "Say!"

But it seems that Sheng Tian is unwilling, the only person who can be trusted here is only this one son.

The shrewd and capable Yu Shao is not here.

"Say, Lao Tzu is for you to study in the UK, and all the books that are paralyzed by Ni have been read in the dog's belly?"

"Hurry up, is this painting worth it?"

The majestic way of the heavens.

He didn't know much about the Western world, and the auction of oil paintings was also a kind of venture capital, and he was apprehensive.

"Ugh!"

Sheng Xingchen was embarrassed:

"Back to my father, according to my opinion, I can't start this time, you think about Van Gogh's masterpieces, each one is a rare treasure, don't say that the starting price of 100 million dollars, even if 100 million dollars is low. ”

"This painting, I think it must be fake, there is something wrong!"

Sheng Xingchen said loudly, he studied in the United Kingdom and also invaded art.

Van Gogh's works are vivid and familiar, and each one is sky-high.

What's more, this starry night is the most creative work in Van Gogh's life.

It was judged by the New Yorker as the most shocking painting of the 20th century.

Many Western elites have flocked to it and spent a lot of money on it several times.

How could such a painting fall into the hands of Yuan Cong, let alone a starting price of 100 million?

"Ugh!"

"Fake, at least I can't see the real thing. ”

Sheng Xingchen said helplessly, after speaking, Sheng Tian was stunned, thought about it, and was still cautious and silent.

"100 million for the first time!"

Yuan Cong shook his head and said, it's a pity, this time no one from the four major families made a move.

Suddenly, in the crowd, the Tang Iron and Steel Xiaokai said with interest:

"Two hundred million, my father likes Van Gogh, and I'm interested in this painting. ”

A little playful way.

After speaking, Yang Sannan was not ready to bid, as if he was not interested.

Mu Yuqing instigated:

"Why don't you bid?"

Yuqing liked that painting so much, she didn't want to give up, Yang Sannan said helplessly:

"Then 300 million, have a good time, I listen to my wife the most. ”

, 300 million just to fight for a smile, everyone was stunned.

gasped, and the little open said viciously:

"Count you ruthless, 300 million women laugh, I won't shoot, give up. ”

Speaking of this, everyone looked at Yang Sannan, but they were shocked again.

found that Mu Yuqing was writing a check, and he was jealous of his aim, and it turned out to be a white wolf with empty gloves.

He's not going to pay!

However, they all ignored Yuqing's cultivation, and Yuqing would rather use 300 million to buy a cultivation.

She likes to make men show off, even if she spends more money, she doesn't feel distressed.

This is where her courage lies, although she knows that it may be fake, she does not hesitate to do it.

She is a generation of Tianjiao, the daughter of a city, as long as she likes anything.

In fact, she didn't expect that the next scene would shock her.

When the starry night was photographed, a foreigner suddenly broke in, and Yuan Cong was shocked:

"Yes, is it Monsieur Pierre?"

"Is it really Monsieur Pierre?"

Monsieur Pierre, when he heard this, everyone was shocked, and their eyes looked at the foreigner.

This name, in the current art collecting world, is sensational, he is the most powerful master, but also the most prestigious connoisseur.

Pierre is the right color road:

"That starry night, it's genuine, veteran, congratulations on your development, our art center has just identified it, it's a real starry night. ”

"The greatest painting of the nineteenth century, worth a billion dollars!"

Paralysis!

Hearing this, the audience was shocked, Yuan Cong was stunned, he gasped, and his face was extremely painful.

Sheng Tian shuddered, and felt his scalp tingle for a while, which he was aiming at was real.

Maybe it's only Yang Sannan, think of it, before he made a move, he pretended to be indifferent, just to shoot her at the lowest cost.

With Yuqing's cooperation, it was smoother, and this time it was all pit by itself.

"What is true?"

"Damn, it's true!"

"We've all looked away!"

While everyone was amazed, Pierre shuddered, and his gaze fixed on the tattered man, and he felt a wave of dizziness.

"Is it Mr. Yang?"

"Are you Mr. Hua Guoyang?"

Pierre said in a trembling tone two meters away, and was stunned when he saw everyone here.

On the contrary, it was Yang Sannan, with an indifferent attitude, as if there had never been a ripple.