Chapter 412: The Reason for Han Xuan's Distress
These two Davidian samples were considered to be fakes for a long time, and were later sent to the Michelangelo Institute in Florence for examination, where Michelangelo's notes at the time contained detailed accounts and drafts of them, and their existence was confirmed.
The degree of oxidation of the copper on the outside is also hundreds of years ago, and the only person who can make such a small sculpture so delicate is probably Michelangelo himself.
Those who want to auction now can come up and watch. ”
As soon as the auctioneer's words fell, several old men hurriedly walked out, saying sorry and let go.
Han Xuan sat in the first row and could clearly see these two bronze sculptures more than 20 centimeters tall and identical.
I know how many goods I have in my stomach, and I can't tell if it's true or false when I go up.
There is no need to ask an expert to inspect it, and it is expected that Baron Orwell will not smash his own signboard on such an important occasion.
And the excited old men put on gloves and proved it for him after groping.
There was a young man in a black trench coat, who looked to be no more than twenty years old, with black eyes around his eyes and white lips, apparently overindulgent.
The old men around him didn't like him very much, so they smiled hypocritically and left him alone on the stage.
The young man watched carefully, and when he stepped off the stage, he noticed Han Xuan's gaze, stopped his footsteps, and returned to his seat directly in disregard.
In a row of long chairs, only he and his female companion sitting, hugging a young girl, kept coughing, listening to the sound and lungs were about to cough out.
His name was Nicholas Radcliffe, the grandson of Mr Holt, the largest shareholder of Southern Scottish Power.
Not a good person, last year he hit and killed a couple in a car and came out of prison after 14 months in prison.
His grandfather was a collector, and recently had his seventieth birthday, probably to give it to old Mr. Holt. ”
Princess Diana saw Han Xuan look back at him. Whispered.
Han Xuan nodded and signaled that he knew, he had heard of the South Scottish Power Company, one of the world's top 500 companies, the largest energy supplier in the United Kingdom, and the second largest electricity supplier in the United Kingdom. It seems to be drug addiction.
The auctioneer continued: "Now the auction is normal, the starting price is $2.7 million, and the price is increased by $100,000 each time, or you can just bid the bid. ”
An old man immediately raised his hand, and as soon as he put it down, someone raised it again.
"Two million thousand! Is there three million?
Three million pounds! Three million pounds, three million and one thousand?"
Nicholas Radcliffe shouted: "Three and a half million pounds." ”
After saying that, there was another cough.
"Three million five hundred and twenty thousand!" said an old man, unrelenting.
The other party casually raised the sign and added it to 3.62 million.
If it weren't for Han Xuan, Baron Orwell wouldn't have taken these two things out at all.
It's a little confusing to see that he doesn't bid. But when he found that he was pinching the prince's face, he also looked at the sculpture, indicating that he cared.
I couldn't help but let go of my heart, and it seems that I don't have to play the trust I arranged.
waited until 3.97 million, the price offered by Little Dracliffe, and the old men who wanted to buy hesitated.
Three million pounds and four million pounds are not much different, but in mind they are two concepts. These two sculptures cannot be said to be worth so much money, but it will take a long time for them to appreciate. Not cost-effective.
A young woman sitting behind Han Xuan leaned forward, patted Han Xuan on the shoulder, and asked with a smile, "Boy, didn't you say you wanted to buy them?"
Han Xuan turned around and smiled, and found that there was really no one to bid. The auctioneer was already asking if anyone had increased the price for the first time, holding up the sign and saying, "Four million pounds." ”
"Someone has made four million!
Mr. Radcliffe, Jr., do you want more?"
Nicholas Radcliffe was also refreshed, just now he accidentally saw this kid there, and saw that he didn't go on stage to watch. I just bid to the end, but I didn't expect to wait here.
After working for a long time, he made a wedding dress, threw down the sign and stood up, motioned to the woman next to him to go with him, and said: "I don't have any money with him, so I can't afford it."
Baron Orwell, if I see something at the Tate Modern, you'll have to buy it for me. ”
Hearing his words, everyone who didn't know Han Xuan turned their eyes to the boy.
What kind of temper is little Radcliffe, the whole of Britain knows, and he will go away so barely.
I didn't fight for a while, and I also said soft words, and everyone present was confused.
Han Xuan didn't expect this result, looking at the back of little Radcliffe, in fact, he would indeed fight to the end, his grandfather had long wanted Michelangelo's works, but no one was willing to sell them, and openness was more important than money.
"Proud huh?" Princess Diana asked in a whisper, leaning over to her side.
Han Xuan shrugged his shoulders and said, "In fact, this is the source of my troubles, or I should find a place where I don't know me to live in seclusion, what to do is too simple, it's completely boring." ”
Princess Diana was speechless: "How old are you to live in seclusion"
The auctioneer's mood was like a roller coaster, and he finally got another big customer, and the other one actually left.
Seeing that the people below were talking a lot, pointing at Han Xuan's expression and suddenly realized.
said a few words that attracted them, but no one paid attention to them at all, and simply dropped the hammer.
The auction ends.
Visitors here begin to disperse and continue to view the exhibition.
Those who bought things were led by the staff to pay for the things.
Baron Orwell came to Han Xuan and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be interested in this thing, the investment in the art museum is too big, I have to sell them as a last resort to return the funds, do you want to collect it yourself?"
"No, give it to someone else. Han Xuan replied to him.
"Your grandfather or grandfather?
I've heard that they buy a lot of antiques, and I believe I have a lot in common with them in this regard.
Haha! I have too little in the Tate Modern collection. ”
Han Xuan heard the meaning of his words, looking at the scale of today's exhibition, this Duke of Orwell should know a lot of people in collecting.
After thinking about it, he walked to the auction table, took a pen and paper and wrote a string of numbers to him: "My grandfather's, he has some collections that he wants to exchange with others, maybe you can help." ”
"yes, that's definitely the right thing to do with me!"
Baron Orwell said excitedly, it is common in the collecting world to want to replace something after it has been collected for a long time.
He thought of Francis Bacon's Freud Portrait Study, Jackson Pollock's No. 5.
Picasso's charming portrait "Boy with a Pipe", as well as the Swiss sculptor Alberto Giacometti's masterpiece sculpture "The Walking Man", and even Van Gogh's "Doctor Gachet" are also in his hands, all of which are rare masterpieces!
After getting acquainted, isn't it easy to borrow some paintings to exhibit?
It is enough to have this opportunity to communicate. (To be continued.) )