In the vast main dining room, butlers and beautiful maids are busy shuttling around, and the huge round table is filled with a wide variety of food, from paella to French dishes, from the best caviar from the Baltic Sea to Finnish roast beef with potatoes, hard bread, and even a variety of famous dishes from China and a few bottles of precious Moutai.

Lord John sat beside Li Jucheng, whispering something to him, and he looked like he was talking happily, and a dozen collectors from all over the world gathered together, all a little excited, and the topic was not far from the upcoming "Last Supper"; Henry was in good spirits today, dressed in a well-cut handmade suit, and wore a pink and white bow tie like a dog, the same color as Emma's evening dress, and Emma became a real courtesan, like a lady from a famous family, and very politely smiled charmingly at the men who saluted her, including the island man of Hashimoto Kuhuiro.

Liu Ke and Zhang Zhao did not participate in this grand event, Liu Wu also took Xiao Yezi back to the room to rest, seeing that Zhou Yi did not have the oriental woman by his side, Emma's eyes gradually became hot and bold, and her eyes flowed to Zhou Yi, even with a hint of teasing, Zhou Yi frowned, did not look back at this sexy girl, but carefully observed Henry, guessing his mind. Zhou Yi looked at his second brother-in-law, he hadn't made a move just now, was he really aiming at this painting "The Last Supper"? Could it be that he had been wrong for him, he had not given up his original dream, and was still pursuing art?

Spending 80 million or even 100 million euros on a painting is not necessarily something to be encouraged. But for an upstart like Henry, it's much better than spending money on women, drugs~ and even gambling. Only with persistence can there be dreams.

Zhou Yi was a little relieved. Even hope that he is wrong, if Henry does not give up his dream, wouldn't he be a villain in vain? Let's take a look again, if he really didn't let himself down, it seems that he doesn't need to be too heavy-handed, whether it is for the Zhou family or the second sister. It's all good and good.

John has a bit of a taste of self-respect. According to his request, only those who paid a deposit of 10 million euros in advance and genuinely purchased the Last Supper were eligible to enter the restaurant. He even violated the general rules of the auction by agreeing that if the final auction price was less than 150 million, the painting would be donated directly to the British Museum, which made many collectors dissatisfied and eventually withdrew from the competition, and in the end those who were able to remain were really powerful collectors with a certain interest in the painting.

John's rules may seem contradictory, but they are well thought out. According to him, if the final auction price is less than 150 million, it will not solve his urgent needs. It would be better to give it to the British Museum for a good name. Of course, the auctioneer's bid is still valid, for example, if someone pays 90 million, then the name of the person will appear on the list of donors, and in the usual style of Buckingham Palace, this is enough to exchange for an honorary title.

Zhou Yi and Li Jucheng laughed, and their ears seemed to think of the Beijing film of Liuli Factory: "Boss, if you don't have it, I won't be able to do anything, so I might as well give it to you."

It's a sale. I can't believe that John has even learned this hand. And it is blue, but people can't say anything, and they have to secretly admire the aristocracy is different, it is estimated that if it weren't for people waiting for money, they wouldn't give up such a great work of art for a little money.

"Lao Zhou, don't you really want to buy this painting?

Tang Bao also paid a deposit of 10 million euros, and at this moment he sat next to Zhou Yi, learning from his uncle to bite his ear: "It's really not worth it if you want me to see 80 million euros to buy a painting, it's better to keep it for poverty alleviation with this money, big brother, your brother and I have been recently"

"You are less here, raise a few fewer women~ The stars have everything, and you actually came to me to cry poor?" Zhou Yi glanced at him: "Since you are not interested, what are you doing here?" It is better to go out with Brother Liu and them to see the customs of this Porvoo." ”

"You still don't understand this, who are we? Player! If you don't intervene in such a big excitement, will your buddy still have the face to see people when he returns to Kyoto?"

Tang Bao smiled. In his opinion, what is "The Last Supper", is there a high artistic quality of Mr. Cang's photo? Isn't it just a large group of men eating around the table, and it's not engaged~ It's not right, it's not right, God, I'm guilty, I repent

"Lao Zhou, according to John, this painting is quite good, but why do I feel unreliable?" Tang Dashao has seen a lot of scenes, he has observed the thousand-year-old female corpse in Mawangdui, and he has an intuition that can be compared to his sister's paper.

"Hehe, let's see the real thing first, everything is possible in these days. ”

Zhou Yi looked at Professor Adam and a few of his good friends with an excited face, and he also had some doubts in his heart, if this painting is genuine, the value may be more than that 'old woman's smile', 80 million euros is not high, if it is auctioned by a big auction house, it is not surprising that it will be auctioned for two or three billion euros, John has a grudge against money? Not to mention the face of the declining nobles, isn't that a deception? For these outrageous nobles who spend a lot of money, money is a hundred times more important than face.

"Gentlemen and ladies, the painting has been delivered. You can now look at it up close and use various means to appreciate and screen it, but please don't touch it with your hands."

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, I saw several professional security guards escorting this painting in, the painting is fixed on the mobile exhibition car, the outside is inlaid with crystal glass frame, the restaurant is full of people who know the goods, immediately distinguish that this is a pure natural crystal, the expectation is inevitably higher.

"The painting paper and paint are all right, and the level is really not lower than that of Master Da Vinci. Look at Judas's facial expression, in a daze, the corners of his mouth slightly downward, showing his pretentious composure and inner panic, such a delicate brushwork can only be depicted by a genius master like Farmel."

"Priceless treasures, France, Italy. None of them are entitled to this great work of art, it belongs to the whole of Europe, to the whole world. ”

"Oh God. What do I see?"

Professor Adam looked at it with a magnifying glass for a while, and his whole body trembled with excitement. Looking at Zhou Yi with great eagerness: "No, such a great work of art can't be cheap, the British! We are all willing to sell all the family property and scrape together enough for 60 million euros, but the rest of the money" Several of his good bases~ Youye also looked at Zhou Yi, and Bai Bingbing's eyes were red behind Adam.

"Don't worry, since you agreed. I will not let you down. ”

Zhou Yi took his eyes away from the painting "The Last Supper", smiled lightly, returned to his seat, and looked up at Henry.

Henry behaved very calmly. Not at all like the daredevils who had just joined Ongianlei that day, he was visibly relieved when everyone praised the painting, as if he had been relieved of a thousand pounds of burden.

"Sure enough, there is a problem"

Zhou Yi sighed secretly, a little disappointed in his heart.

"Guys, now it's time to start bidding. ”

John laughed: "Everyone is a famous collector, and you should know that if this painting is sold at auction in London or Paris, it can fetch two or three hundred million pounds or euros." Now my reserve price is only 80 million, and the asking price is 5 million each time, don't you want to lose this rare opportunity?"

"Eighty-five million!"

"Ninety million!"

"Ninety-five million!"

Zhou Yi did not follow the bidding. He is not a believer or a fan of Western painting, and Qian Duo is not blown by the wind, and he paid a deposit of 10 million to obtain the qualification to enter, but he is just to observe Henry's true intentions, not to raise the price.

Li Jucheng is even more spicy, everyone is staring at him, the richest man in Asia, waiting for him to bid, but he doesn't even move his little finger. Li Chaoren doesn't know much about antique calligraphy and painting, and he is even more like a mallet for Western painting. But he doesn't know how to look at paintings, but he can look at people, Zhou Yi, this magical boy has no moves, and several famous Western painting collectors in the restaurant are also hesitating, of course he won't make a move easily, in Superman's opinion, any item should have its use value, such as the "Three Tibetan Sutras", and for example, the official kiln porcelain he just acquired, which is not bought indiscriminately; collecting for the sake of collecting is a foolish thing in his opinion, which will only slow down the flow of funds.

He will take out a deposit of 10 million euros, more to see what Zhou Yi will do up close, and now Li Jucheng is more and more interested in Zhou Yi, especially after he learned that the wool purchased by Zhou Yi in Tengchong has almost reached more than 90%.

Li Chaoren is not a mother-in-law of good things, but he is very curious about Zhou Yi, or he cares, he will always do everything to try to understand the people he values, especially Zhou Yi, who is regarded as his family and nephew.

"Ninety-five million for the first time, ladies and gentlemen, if you miss this opportunity, I promise you will regret it, for there is only one such great work of art in the world. Of course, if it were only for this price, I would have to give the painting to the British Museum, and Mr. Wilson would have been rewarded by Buckingham Palace, or at least a Lord. Wilson was the British collector who called out 95 million.

John's face changed slightly, but he still maintained the calm that a nobleman should have, and Henry tilted his head slightly, as if he was indifferent, but the angle of his head was just enough to observe most of the buyers, and his stiff posture betrayed the tension in his heart, at least in Zhou Yi's opinion.

"100 million!"

It was Hashimoto Kuhuilang who opened his mouth to ask for the price, but the face of this little devil was very wrong, and the two little cheeks were red, like two ripe apples, obviously excited; the other collectors felt inexplicable, and said in their hearts, isn't this just a painting, even if it is a great work of art, it can't be the same as seeing God? But I don't know that this is the original sin of the island people, face or face, Hashimoto is thinking about his face and the glory of the Hashimoto family for thousands of generations.

As you can tell from his name, Hashimoto is not an island nobleman, and he cannot have a prominent surname and a decent name like those high-ranking lords. Although Jiuhuilang said that the island country winter melon has an innate powerful beast ~ desire, even the four islands of the country where the flowers of a~V bloom can't stop them from tossing legal or illegal wives. You can have as many as you want for three or four times, five, six, seven, eight, or so on, but Hashimoto is rich now. The identity of a civilian and this filthy name made him sleepless, and he felt sorry for the government ~ the government and the party. If you don't change it, you will not only be ashamed of your ancestors, but also the children and grandchildren of the Hashimoto family!

If it were possible, Hashimoto would be willing to pay anything for it, but it was a pity that the island country was clearly classified. In particular, the emperor would not slap him with a straight eye even if he doubled his money, and Britain was a country that still retained the royal family. He has never been very kind to the little ghost, and he has never been able to find a suitable opportunity.

So when he heard John's rules, Hashimoto almost fainted, and the opportunity to finally become a nobleman was a gift. He didn't want this painting, it didn't matter if it was the Last Supper or breakfast, as long as he gave it to the British Museum, the title of his dream would fall from the sky, great Amaterasu, bless your loyal people, how many years have you been thinking about it

"110 million!"

I saw Hashimoto make a move. Han Bang immediately became excited like a fighting, biting the ghost and not letting go.

"Eleven fifteen million!"

"120 million!"

Hearing Han Bang's offer, Hashimoto's face changed: "125 million!"

The hall was quiet, and the price was already high. Many collectors have shaken their heads and given up. Even Nanbang has given up cockfighting, he doesn't need any knighthood, just to disgust Hashimoto, and he doesn't want to be really trapped, does he really want to spend 150 million euros to buy a Western painting that he doesn't like, or throw more than 100 million yuan for nothing to contribute to Buckingham Palace? Stick has always had the pride of looking down on the world, and he believes that as long as domestic historians work harder, they will soon be able to come to the conclusion that the whole of Europe belongs to ancient Goryeo, and the title given by an old English woman is a hairy one?

"Week"

Seeing that no one was bidding, Adam panicked a little and rushed to Zhou Yi with a red face. Didn't you say it all Adam felt very aggrieved, Bai Bingbing felt itchy teeth, and hated this guy who broke his word and became fat.

"Professor Adam"

Zhou Yi was about to be relieved, John's laughter rang out: "I really didn't expect that the highest price at the moment is actually Mr. Hashimoto, hehe, 125 million for the first time, is no one willing to pay a higher price? Mr. Hashimoto, do you want to make up 150 million euros and keep this painting forever, or do you want to donate it to the British Museum, as we have agreed? Of course, the choice is yours, and if you choose to donate, I guarantee that your name will be in front of me."

Looking at Hashimoto with a grin, John believes that as long as Hashimoto is not a fool, he will make the right choice.

"Dear Lord John, works of art should belong to all mankind, and anyone who wants to take possession of it privately will become a sinner of history!"

"Huh?"

"Poof"

Lord John was stupid when he heard this, Nan Bang vomited directly, and Zhou Yi was also nauseous.

"So, I decided to donate this Last Supper to the British Museum so that all those who love art can see it at any time!"

Hashimoto's face is bright, where is he still like a wicked capitalist living on an island, he is simply a proletarian revolutionary ~ life fighter, and the high wind and bright festival are tear-jerking

"Mr. Hashimoto"

John was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Hashimoto excitedly: "Let's trade now." Lord John, you don't regret it, do you?" he said, flicking out a bank card.

"Take Mr. Hashimoto's money. ”

John waved his hand weakly, and after instructing the butler to collect the money, he collapsed on the chair, as if someone had suddenly pulled out his bones, turned his head to look at Henry, who had been silent, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Henry, I lost hope"

"Lord Nonono John, we are willing to gamble and lose, we have no negotiation. ”

Henry snapped his fingers very chicly, and there was a burst of fighting and the screams of the maid outside the restaurant, and after a while, the door of the restaurant was kicked open, and more than a dozen men in black armed with automatic rifles rushed in, these people were indifferent and murderous, but they were dressed like gentlemen, and the people present were all people who had seen the world, and when they saw these men in black, they suddenly remembered some terrifying guys - X-hand party!

"No, Mr. Henry, I beg you, these are my guests, and they are innocent. I know, you're just kidding, Mr. Lee is here, Mr. Hashimoto is here, Mr. Park from South Korea is here, they're all people with status, what you don't dare to do, what you don't dare to do"

"Of course, I'm a very reasonable person. ”

Henry smiled, lowered his head and kissed Emma's delicate face, turned around in a dashing manner, and looked at everyone, including Zhou Yi, with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I'm just asking everyone to be a witness, don't be nervous, don't be nervous, hehe"

"Okay, this guy has grown a lot. ”

Zhou Yi smiled and glanced at Henry, he was able to sway freely in front of so many big people, even if he pretended to be amazing. The whole world knows what happens to playing black in front of Li Chaoren, and just by virtue of him, a poor dick who has just mastered the thunder of Ongjian, he can also mobilize the X-hand party and threaten a lord?

Thinking of Mr. Lord, Zhou Yi smiled even happier, feeling that it was a pity not to compete for the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor.

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