Yang Fan's card was given to Yang Fan with a lot of money, and half of the funds of the Binhai Chamber of Commerce were stored in the card, although Yang Fan didn't know how much money he had, but there must still be tens of billions, and this money was enough for Yang Fan to gather the gold hairpins of all dynasties.

"Hehe, Master is the best for Jiayin, and Jiayin likes Master the most. Lin Jiayin stood on the chair and jumped happily, then stretched out her jade hand, hugged Yang Fan's arm, and put her little head tightly on Yang Fan's shoulder.

In the hall, the corners of the crowd's mouths twitched fiercely, and there was a pain in their hearts, this is a genuine Tang Dynasty gold hairpin, the gold hairpin used by Yang Guifei, if it is auctioned in a large auction house, it can be auctioned for a sky-high price of 200 million, but now it was bought by Yang Fan at a low price of 100 million.

The crowd regretted it, sighed again and again, and Zhang Yang's face turned purple with anger, as ugly as a frosted eggplant.

In the center of the hall, Xiao Cui and Lao were stunned, and for a while they forgot to call out the next auction item.

In the end, it was the etiquette lady on the side who gently pushed Xiaocui and trembled, and the two finally came back to their senses.

Xiao Cui took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in her heart, and then continued to preside over the charity auction, and asked Miss Manners to push out the rest of the lots one by one.

Most of the remaining lots are vintage antiques, or some famous calligraphy and paintings, which are also very popular.

However, Yang Fan couldn't look at these things at all, and Lin Jiayin was excitedly playing with the golden hairpin, and didn't look at those lots at all.

In the end, these lots were all auctioned off at high prices by the celebrities and dignitaries present.

In just over ten minutes, the Pearl River Orphanage raised more than one billion donations.

"Thank you for your enthusiastic support to Pearl River Orphanage. "The charity auction came to an end, and it was beyond Xiaocui's expectations to be able to raise more than a billion donations.

Xiao Cui bowed to the crowd earnestly, then took the microphone, glanced at the script, and announced, "Below, is the last lot of this charity auction." ”

Xiao Cui beckoned behind him, and an old man with a wrinkled face, lowered old eyes, and a Mao suit walked out hobbled out with the support of two hostesses.

Seeing this, Xiaocui took a brisk walk, immediately stepped forward, bowed down, and went to support the old man together.

"Mr. Jin Dezhi!"

"I didn't expect it to be Mr. Jin Dezhi!"

"Mr. Jin Dezhi, this is the closest existence to Wang Xizhi in the Chinese calligraphy world!"

……

The crowd looked at the old man in the center of the hall, their eyes burning and excited.

Mr. Jin Dezhi is very old, and he rarely comes out to walk around, and it is difficult to see him, but the crowd never expected that the Pearl River Orphanage would invite Mr. Jin Dezhi over.

"Teacher!" Zhang Yang panted out of the crowd, and then bowed respectfully to Jin Dezhi.

Jin Dezhi turned his head, glanced at Zhang Yang with cloudy eyes, and said with some anger: "Zhang Yang?"

"Teacher, the junior is Zhang Yang, I visited you a year ago, and you also instructed me in calligraphy. Although Zhang Yang has a lot of money, he has a special hobby, that is, calligraphy.

Zhang Yang's home is full of calligraphy works by major famous artists, and even Zhang Yang has a pair of authentic works of Wang Xizhi.

It is precisely because of his love for calligraphy that a year ago, Zhang Yang went to visit Jin Dezhi and worshipped Jin Dezhi as his teacher, of course, this is all a verbal promise, not formal.

Some well-known calligraphers have not tens of thousands of disciples who have verbally promised.

And a famous calligrapher like Jin Dezhi, there are countless disciples under his name, and it is normal for him to not remember publicity.

"Today, at the Pearl River Charity Auction, the last lot is Mr. Jin Dezhi's calligraphy work written on the spot!"

"You can bid now, and the highest bidder can propose a designated text for Mr. Jin Dezhi to write on the spot, and the number of words is limited to ten words. Xiao Cui held the script in one hand and the microphone in the other, her tone was high-pitched, and her heart was excited.

Even Xiao Cui, a person who has not studied calligraphy, has heard of Mr. Jin Dezhi's name, and can see Mr. Jin Dezhi writing words, Xiao Cui is naturally very excited.

"I'll give 50 million!"

"I'll give 100 million!"

"I'll give 150 million!"

……

As soon as Xiao Cui finished the announcement, the entire hall instantly boiled, and directly pushed the price to 200 million, before finally slowing down.

Before seeing the work, it has been auctioned for a sky-high price of 200 million, and there are only a handful of people in China who can achieve such a point, and Jin Dezhi is obviously one of them.

Sure enough, it was Mr. Jin Dezhi, and a pair of calligraphy works were auctioned for a sky-high price of 200 million. The crowd shook their heads and smiled bitterly, when Jin Dezhi was at his peak, it was only 10 million gold per word, and spending 200 million to buy Jin Dezhi's unknown works was indeed a sky-high price.

In the crowd, many calligraphy lovers were discouraged after hearing 200 million, and did not dare to add more, however, at this time, a deep voice sounded in the crowd: "I will give 300 million." ”

The crowd was slightly stunned, and followed the prestige, only to find that the person who spoke was the center of the hall, supporting Jin Dezhi's publicity.

Chairman Zhang Yang is really wealthy, and he even offered a sky-high price of 300 million yuan to buy the calligraphy works that Mr. Jin Dezhi has not yet written. ”

"300 million to buy Mr. Jin Dezhi ten words, one word 30 million!"

……

The crowd shook their heads and smiled bitterly, 30 million per word, even if they had money, they wouldn't dare to spend it like this.

In the center of the hall, Jin Dezhi turned his head, looked at Zhang Yang carefully, and said with a smile: "Young man, are you sure you want to spend 300 million to buy ten words of my bad old man?"

"Where is the teacher, teacher, you are a famous Chinese calligrapher, how can you be a bad old man?" Zhang Yang stood aside respectfully, bowed to Jin Dezhi, and then said: "Teacher, of course the students are willing to buy the teacher's ten words." ”

"Haha! I'll write ten words for you, old man, today. Jin Dezhi laughed, and then, with the support of several people, walked to the center of the hall, in front of the writing desk that had been prepared.

Jin Dezhi held his sleeve with one hand and a brush with the other, and said with a smile: "Young man, what do you want me to write to you, old man?"

"Teacher, you can write eight words for the students, 'Wealth is abundant, Wishing you prosperity'." Zhang Yang said excitedly.

However, the crowd was dumbfounded and smiled bitterly, they never expected that Zhang Yang would let Mr. Jin Dezhi, a famous calligrapher, write such vulgar eight characters.

At the same time, they also secretly publicized the pain of flesh, 300 million yuan, eight words, the real sky-high price!

Thank you for the reward of [None], [Star Drifting Yuluo], [?unforgettable], thank you!

(End of chapter)