"What a big breath!" The owner of the next room snorted coldly and then closed his mouth, Fang Jueyu really did not break the rules of the auction, the auction was originally the rule of the highest bidder, as long as no one bid higher than him, even if he auctioned everything, there would be no problem.

The owner of Room 02 was a burly middle-aged man with short and neat hair, the cigar on his fingertips was almost burned out, and his blackened expression was a sign of his current anger.

"Who the hell is in room 01?" the middle-aged man said coldly.

"Sir, that room has long been reserved for the Lednick family. The man standing behind the middle-aged man said resignedly.

"The Lednicks?" The middle-aged man's face showed a hint of jealousy, and even a faint hint of fear could be seen.

This middle-aged man, Atom, is a man who lives only in the dark, but he is a more powerful man than many national powers, because he is the emperor of the dark world of Europe, and controls the unknown forces under the whole of Europe.

Atom's power is almost pervasive, both in the business and political circles of Europe, and his power is not even much different from that of the Rothschilds, but one family he has never dared to touch is the Lednicks.

How powerful is that family? There is a saying in the upper reaches of Europe that with their nod, most of the heads of state in Europe can be replaced immediately!

This sentence is not an exaggeration at all, because if a politician wants to secure his position in Europe, he must have a lot of financial support, and the Lednick family is that supporter, and even the heads of state of many countries have become puppets in their hands, and their power can only be described as covering the sky with one hand.

"The Lednick family is here today, too?" Atom's face showed some solemnity, if the people of this family really came, I'm afraid he really didn't want to take anything from here today, "shouldn't they have any interest in this kind of auction?"

"Sir, according to my information, no one from the Lednick family was present today, and the owner of room 01 should not be from the Lednick family. ”

"Huh?" Atom was even more strange, the Rothschild family was a very well-behaved family, and it was impossible for them to casually let some people who had no background sit in the room of the Lednick family, "You go investigate, if it's really from the Lednick family, help me bring a gift to apologize, if not...... Hmph......"

"Yes sir, I see!"

......

"Cut, there will be some people who have nothing to do every day, it's really a disappointment!" Fang Jueyu sat back on the sofa with a scolding, but the next batch of auction items will be more high-end goods, and the price will definitely rise, and now Fang Jueyu has only spent twenty or thirty million euros, which is far from reaching his small goal.

"I'm sorry, there was a little episode, and I think you've been waiting a long time for the next auction item," Scarlett clapped her hands, and a delicately framed painting was pushed onto the auction table.

"The Marriage of the Virgin by Raphael, a famous Italian painter and one of the three masters of the Renaissance!"

"Wow!" the audience suddenly exploded.

Raphael's name is no stranger to anyone, each of his works can be sold for shocking prices, most of his paintings are collected in various museums, and private collections are simply very few, as long as his paintings appear, it will definitely auction for an extremely shocking sky-high price.

After introducing this work, Scarlett raised her voice: "The starting price of this work is 40 million euros, and each increase must not be less than 500,000 euros!"

"41 million!"

"43 million!"

"44 million!"

......

Many collectors come for this work, such a painting will always have the possibility of appreciation, as long as it is within their own means, many people may want to buy it.

"I'm afraid the final price of this painting will be more than 100 million euros!" Wang Cong said.

"You still know this kind of art?"

"My dad and I saw Raphael's painting at an auction, and the final price was $180 million, and although this one is a little smaller, the price is far from staying at this level!"

Wang Cong was indeed very right, the price soon exceeded 80 million euros, but the increase did not decrease, and not only that, but every collector was almost bloodless.

"How do I think I've seen this painting somewhere?"

"Nonsense, this kind of thing must have been in your previous art textbooks, what is so strange about it?" Wang Cong said.

"No, I remember as if I had seen the real thing!" Fang Jueyu patted his head, "That's right!

Fang Jueyu suddenly remembered, there are a lot of works of art at home, but Fang Jueyu doesn't have any artistic talent and art cells, so he can't remember it at all, but there is a painting that is very interesting, every time he looks at that painting when he is in the toilet, it seems that he has been baptized by the power of the Renaissance, and when he does something, he will be extraordinarily smooth.

He once jokingly sent Guo Xinyu a photo of that painting when he was squatting at home, and Guo Xinyu scolded him for being disgusting.

"Look, it's this one!" Fang Jueyu took out his mobile phone, and it was the almost identical "The Wedding of the Virgin", and that painting was really hanging impartially on the opposite side of the toilet.

"Sesame oil!" Wang Cong took a closer look, at least in his eyes, the two paintings were really identical, "What's going on? Is your one a fake or is this one here a fake?"

"Young master, the Rothschild family has a very professional inspection team, and it will not be fake if it can be put on the auction house!" Zhuang Ying said.

"Is it a fake in my house?"

"That's even more unlikely, in fact, both paintings are real!"

"What do you mean?"

"Hahaha, although they are both "The Wedding of the Virgin", the author of the two paintings is not the same person, one is painted by Raphael, and the other is the work of your ancestor Fang Miao!"

"To be clear, I didn't understand!"

"Mr. Fang Miao doesn't like business very much, but he likes to travel and paint, this work was painted by him in 1504, when Raphael was one of his most proud students, and the one now auctioned is Mr. Raphael's imitation of Mr. Fang Miao's painting!"

"Did his ancestors also produce painters?" Wang Cong suddenly became messy, if there was no problem with his ears, Zhuang Ying said just now, Raphael or Fang Jueyu's ancestor named Fang Miao's student?

"Cut, there is such a rarity!" Fang Jueyu said, "Don't talk about painters, even if it is a pianist, there are several violinists in my family, what's so strange about this?"

"90 million euros!" Fang Jueyu directly made a whole on the basis of the original.

"Why did he start again?"

"It's over, this painting is going to fall into that person's hands again......"

"Oh my God, how rich is he?"

"Don't you still have one at home?" Wang Cong was anxious, "Why do you still want to buy it?"

"There is only one painting, but there are several toilets in my house!" Fang Jueyu said, "Don't you know, there is a mysterious power in this painting, diuretic and laxative, I plan to hang another one in other toilets!"

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