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, and it is better to give it to the British Museum for a good reputation.

Of course, the auctioneer's bid is still valid, for example, if someone pays 90 million, then the name of that person will appear on the list of presenters, and in the usual style of Buckingham Palace, this is enough to exchange for an honorary title.

Fang Luo and Li Nie smiled, and their ears seemed to think of the Beijing film of Liuli Factory: "Boss, if you don't do 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 imagine that John has even learned this hand, and he is still blue, but people can't say anything, and he has to secretly admire the aristocracy is different, and 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 some small money.

"Mr. Fang, you don't really want to buy this painting, do you?

Wang Yongle also paid a deposit of 10 million euros, and at this moment he sat next to Fang Luo, learning from the richest man Li Nie and biting his ear: "It's really not worth it if you want me to buy a painting for 80 million euros, it's better to keep it for poverty alleviation with this money, big brother, it's ...... recently"

"You are less here, you have everything with a few less female stars, and you actually came to me to cry poor?" Fang Luo glanced at him: "Since you are not interested, what are you doing here?" It is better to go out and walk around and 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 bustle, will your buddy still have the face to see people when he returns to Haidu?"

Wang Yongle smiled.

In his opinion, what is "The Last Supper", is there *** high artistic quality of the photo? Isn't it just a large group of men eating around the table, and it's not right, it's not right, God, I'm guilty, and I repent

"Mr. Fang, according to John, this painting is quite good, but why do I feel unreliable?" Wang Yongle has seen a lot of scenes, he has seen all the thousand-year-old female corpses 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. ”

Fang Luo 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 exceed that "old woman's smile", eighty 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 hundred million euros, John has a grudge against money?

Don't mention the face of the declining aristocracy, isn't that a liar?

For these outrageous aristocrats 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 take a closer look and use a variety of methods to appreciate and screen, but please do not 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, neither France nor Italy deserve to own this great work of art, it belongs to the whole of Europe, to the whole world. ”

"God, what do I see?"

Professor Adam looked at it with a magnifying glass for a while, his whole body trembled with excitement, and he looked at Fang Luo with great eagerness: "No, such a great work of art can't be cheap, the British! We are all willing to sell all our family property and scrape together 60 million euros, but the rest of the money ......"

Several of his good friends also looked at Fang Luo, and Bai Bingbing's eyes were red as he followed Adam.

"Don't worry, since I said that I would auction it, I won't let you down. ”

Fang Luo withdrew his gaze from the painting of the Last Supper, smiled lightly, returned to his seat, and looked up at Rupert.

Rupert was very calm, not at all like the daredevils of the day when he first entered Ongianlei, and when the crowd praised the painting, he was visibly relieved, as if he had been relieved of a thousand pounds of burden.

"Sure enough, there was a problem. ”

Fang Luo 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!"

Fang Luo didn't follow the bidding, he was not a disciple or a fan of Western painting, although Qian Duo was given by the system, it was not blown by a strong wind, and he paid a deposit of 10 million to get the qualification to enter, but he was just to observe Rupert's true intentions, not to raise the price.

Li Nie is even more spicy, everyone is staring at him, the richest man in Asia, waiting for him to bid, but he didn't even move his little finger.

Li Chaoren doesn't know much about antique calligraphy and painting, and he is even more of a mallet for Western paintings, but he can't look at paintings, but he can look at people, Zhou Yi, a 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" For example, the official kiln porcelain he just purchased was not bought indiscriminately, and collecting for the sake of collecting was a foolish thing in his opinion, which would only slow down the flow of funds.

He would take out a deposit of 10 million euros, more to observe what Fang Luo would do closely, Li Nie heard about Fang Luo's deeds from some people, but he was more and more interested in him.

This is a magical little guy, there must be something else to hide from him, what is his attitude towards this painting?

Li Chaoren is not a mother-in-law who is a good thing, but he is very curious, or caring, about Fang Luo, and he will always do everything to try to understand the people he values.

"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 of a nobleman, and Henry tilted his head slightly, as if he was indifferent, but he tilted his head from the angle of most of the buyers, and the stiff posture betrayed the tension in his heart, at least in Fang Luo's opinion.