Zheng Zheng has no money!

Although Zheng Zheng is the actual person in charge of Donglai Pavilion, Zheng Zheng does not have much money, and there are only 30,000 or 50,000 spare money for receiving goods in Donglai Pavilion, even if Zheng Zheng wants to embezzle, but that little money is not useful in this matter at all. Even if you count the 100,000 yuan paid by Zheng Bei before, and then count Zheng Zheng's own savings, this is only about 1670,000.

1670,000 ...... Zheng Zheng sighed silently in his heart, will Zheng Bei stop before reaching this price? Even if Zheng Zheng has scruples and will stop before reaching this price, Zheng Zheng will not be able to spend all this money to fight.

Quite simply, antiques are not something that can change hands immediately, it must wait for a willing buyer who pays a starting price. It is only after it is realized that an antique worth a million is truly worth a million, otherwise it is just an object that is a little old and dusty there.

If Zheng Zheng spent all the 160,000 yuan, Zheng Zheng would have no way to explain to Wang Qian. You must know that even if a painting he bought back is valuable, it is not real money that can be immediately put into circulation. Besides, if there is no willing buyer, the painting is not worth anything.

100,000 yuan, this is the maximum that Zheng Zheng can accept at present, and after exceeding this bottom line, Zheng Zheng can no longer increase the price.

He dialed Zheng Yonghe's mobile phone number again, but still no one answered the phone.

Now, he can only pin his hopes on Zheng Bei giving up this painting, otherwise Zheng Zheng, who has no one to help, will have no chance of winning at all.

“…… This "Midsummer Entering the Mountain" began to be auctioned, the reserve price is 5,000, and the minimum price increase is 500 each time, and if there is no second bidder within one minute after each price increase, it will be sold with the current bidder. ”

The auctioneer finally finished introducing the landscape painting, and as his words landed, the auction of the landscape painting officially began.

"Six thousand. Zheng Zheng raised his hand and said loudly.

His offer made many people shift their attention to him. Looking at this unfamiliar face, the guests present were a little confused, not knowing who he was.

"What kind of immortal is this? I haven't seen him before. ”

"I don't know, is it a friend of the Zheng family?"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say. ”

Zheng Zheng, who is an unfamiliar face, attracted the attention of many people for a while, and the discussion followed, and everyone was speculating about what the young man who didn't look very old was coming from.

As for his offer, not many people paid attention to it, and 6,000 yuan to buy this painting was a relatively reasonable price.

It's just that immediately following Zheng Zheng's offer, another young man's offer is like dropping a **.

"Ten thousand. Zheng Bei lazily waved at the auctioneer and quoted a price.

"Yes...... Young Master Zheng Bei Zheng. Someone on the side came over with a voice, and he was a little surprised.

Although the price of 10,000 yuan is a bit high, everyone understands the truth that "it is difficult to buy a good heart", and if someone is willing to pay this price, it is also happy. But the same price is quoted, and the meaning of other people's quotations and Zhengbei's quotations is still not the same.

Zheng Bei, as a member of the Zheng family, was originally inconvenient to bid at this auction hosted by the Zheng family. But since he made a bid, no one else could stop him. But his vindictive bidding method has an obvious ** flavor.

More importantly, who is this young man who made the young master of the Zheng family, Zheng Bei, clear that the battle is to be pressed, and how did he sit safely and securely in the auction held in the Zheng family's mansion when the young master of the Zheng family did not welcome him.

For a while, everyone's eyes focused on the two of them. Everyone was speculating about Zheng Zheng's identity and was curious: what was the holiday between these two people that made Zheng Bei hesitate to make such an inappropriate move.

"Ten thousand. Zheng Zheng was silent for a moment and said.

Although he knew that Zheng Bei would raise the price, Zheng Bei's price increase was still beyond Zheng Zheng's expectations, but fortunately, the price was not very high, and there was still a distance from the bottom line that Zheng Zheng could bear.

Zheng Bei glanced at Zheng Zheng, shook his head with a smile, and then said, "Twenty thousand." ”

"Twenty-five thousand. Zheng Zheng looked at Zheng Bei coldly without the slightest hesitation.

When the eyes of the two collided, Zheng Bei smiled coldly, and his voice was neither high nor low: "Forty thousand." ”

"Young people now...... Many guests who watched the two of them raise the price like a vindictive spirit shook their heads secretly.

You must know that after Zheng Zheng and Zheng Bei raised each other's prices, the price of this painting is now close to six times its value. In the eyes of these businessmen, who were accustomed to doing business, the two of them were already arrogant enough to raise the price to six times their value, which was already called luxury.

At this time, a middle-aged man standing in the corner of the crowd was frowning and looking at the situation on the field. He watched the two of them raise the price all the way to 40,000 yuan, and finally couldn't stand still. The middle-aged man thought for a moment, turned away from the crowd, and walked briskly to the second floor.

In the corridor on the second floor, there was a seat next to the railing, and an old man was sitting upright, smiling and looking at the situation in the hall on the first floor. Another middle-aged man sat lazily across from him.

There was a mobile phone on the desktop in front of this middle-aged man, and the mobile phone kept vibrating, obviously a call was coming in, but the middle-aged man turned a blind eye and didn't look at the phone.

"Old man......" The middle-aged man approached the old man, called the old man in a low voice, and then nodded to the middle-aged man on the side, which was regarded as a greeting.

The old man looked at the situation on the first floor intently, beckoned to the middle-aged man, and said with a smile: "Come, sit down and take a look with me." ”

"Old man, isn't it time to persuade ......the young master? I'm afraid it's not good. The middle-aged man did not sit down, he whispered to the old man with caution.

"Young man......" The old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Xiaobei is not in a good mood today, let him go, as long as it doesn't look too bad, it's nothing." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, turned and left.

"You still don't answer this call?" When the middle-aged man left, the old man looked at the middle-aged man sitting opposite him and pointed to the mobile phone on the table: "It's probably all in a hurry over there, right?"

The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head, and pulled out his cigarette case to smoke a cigarette. But after pinching the cigarette case, he found that it was empty. The middle-aged man shook his head, and dissatisfiedly flattened the Su cigarette box in his hand and threw it to the ground.

……

In the hall on the first floor, the auction continues.

"Fifty thousand. Zheng Zheng coldly quoted a price, without the slightest intention of backing down.

But this time, Zheng Bei did not rush to increase the price. He looked at Zheng Zheng seriously for a while, then got up from his seat and walked to the auctioneer's side. After obtaining the consent of the auctioneer, Zheng Bei opened the landscape painting and looked at it seriously.

This move makes people wonder what Zheng Bei thinks, but this is also in line with the rules, and no one questions him anything.

A minute passed quickly, and the auctioneer asked in a low voice, "You...... Is there still a price increase?"

"Plus. Zheng Bei, who was looking at the landscape painting, said without raising his head: "Fifty thousand." ”

Zheng Bei, who has been crazy about price increases, suddenly did this, which was really unexpected by everyone. Even Zheng Zheng couldn't guess Zheng Bei's thoughts for a while.

It's hard to guess, but the auction continues. Zheng Zheng cleared his throat and said, "Fifty-two." ”

Since Zheng Bei is no longer crazy about raising prices, Zheng Zheng is also happy to slowly increase the price. He looked at Zheng Bei, who was carefully observing the painting, and even hoped that Zheng Bei could see that the painting was not worth anything at all, so he gave up the painting.

Zheng Bei looked at the painting carefully for ten minutes, and in these ten minutes, the price of the painting had reached 63,000 yuan in the increase of one thousand at a time.

"Sixty-four. Zheng Zheng quoted again, still adding a thousand yuan.

At this time, Zheng Bei gently put down the scroll in his hand, turned around, and looked at Zheng Zheng with a smile.

Looking at Zheng Bei's smile, Zheng Zheng's heart suddenly sank, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Zheng Zheng, I knew that you wouldn't buy something casually, I thought this was a game you deliberately set up, but now it seems that your vision is really good. ”

Zheng Bei looked at Zheng Zheng with a sneer on his face and said, "Since that's the case, let's play bigger." ”

"One hundred and fifty thousand. ”

After Zheng Bei quoted this price, he turned to Zheng Zheng and sneered: "Are you up with it?"

"......"

"What is this for?"

As soon as the price of 150,000 yuan was thrown, it was tantamount to detonating a blockbuster**, and the discussion suddenly became loud.

Zheng Zheng sighed almost inaudibly, he didn't make a sound.

150,000, which has broken the limit of what he can bear.

A minute passed quickly, and when the auctioneer saw that there were no more bids, he announced the sale. This landscape painting officially changed hands and became Zheng Bei's bag.

"This painting is Tang Bohu's painting. ”

Seeing that everyone in the banquet hall was talking about it, and seeing Zheng Zheng's ugly face, Zheng Bei didn't know how comfortable he was. He said a word, seeing that everyone still didn't believe it, Zheng Bei smiled, beckoned two people to unfold the scroll, and then said: "Tang Bohu's painting style, everyone here also understands, so I won't say more." From this painting, we can find the characteristics of Tang Bohu's use of ink and brushwork. The only problem should be that there is no title. ”

"The reason why I dare to be so sure that this is Tang Bohu's true work has my own reasons. ”

Zheng Bei stretched out his finger, pointed to the line of ink characters marked with the year and month on the painting, and said confidently: "The mystery of this painting is here." ”