Chapter 149 How much is that fire, this national martyrdom, worth?

The people in the audience laughed for a while, Wang Yao shook his long legs and smiled, "We can't do that robber act, since this thing is an auction item, we have to buy it back, but we Chinese people are exquisite, the name is right, what is this thing, why buy it back, it is very important, I made it clear about the craftsmanship value of this thing, but this symbolic value, Mr. Chen didn't give it to me." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Everyone in the audience looked at Chen Rui again and coaxed, "Yes, Lao Chen, you give a price for this thing." ”

Chen Rui quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "This price, I really don't know how to come out, the holder didn't say the low price." ”

"There is no low price. Wang Yao smiled, "There are two situations, one is that the holder can't estimate the price by himself and doesn't understand the value of this thing, and wants to try his luck, and the second is that the holder has a lot of confidence that the value of this thing does not need to be valued, Mr. Chen, you are the owner, you help us analyze and analyze." ”

Chen Rui felt that the sweat on his forehead was getting more and more, and his chest was a little stuffy, Wang Yao tightened his stance step by step, it was too fierce, "Little brother, this thing has no reserve price, and I can't estimate it, or will you make a price?"

After hearing this, Wang Yao hooked the corners of his mouth and looked at a few foreign businessmen on the opposite side of the second floor, "There are a few foreign friends here, why don't Mr. Chen let them estimate the price?"

There was another commotion in the audience.

"It's pretty stuff, I'd be interested in taking it back and putting it in the living room. At this time, a foreign man in a tuxedo in box four spoke, speaking Chinese with some accents, but very skillful.

"How much do you think you can buy it back?" Wang Yao chuckled.

"I'll give 10 million. The foreign man shrugged disapprovingly.

"Just 10 million?" someone in the audience stood up angrily.

"I mean the American knife. The foreign man smiled contemptuously.

The current exchange rate for U.S. knives to dragon coins is 9:1.

In other words, this man, as soon as he opened his mouth, was 90 million dragon coins.

Everyone did gasp unconsciously.

Wang Yao was also shocked, and looked at this foreigner again, he was so rich, and he would come out with 100 million yuan.

However, Wang Yao quickly calmed down after swallowing his saliva, and let out a light snort to express his disdain.

Wang Yao's sneer made the foreign man frown, "This gentleman, you seem to be a little disdainful, how much can you give?"

"I'm not disdainful, I just think you don't seem to know how to respect. Wang Yao chuckled and said, "You know Chinese yourself, and you have an interpreter by your side, you should know what I just said, is it possible that the generosity and kindness of our country of etiquette are worth 10 million US dollars? You are very rich, but it seems that there are some frogs at the bottom of the well, too arrogant, we people in the whole country, one dollar per person, is more than you." ”

Wang Yao's smile was slightly cold, but it remained sweet.

A huge hat was buckled on the foreign man's head, which caught him a little off guard, and he was stunned for a few seconds and quickly explained: "You are on the line! You are oppressed by public opinion." ”

Wang Yao smiled and said, "You actually know that the platform is online, but you might as well think about it, whether I am on the platform or you don't understand etiquette." ”

The corners of the foreign man's mouth twitched, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he calmed down, "Even if I don't understand etiquette, I have taken the liberty of your country's etiquette state, but I want to ask, as a descendant of a etiquette state, how much can you give?"

"You ask me how much I can come out?" Wang Yao sneered, jumped in the exclamation of everyone, and jumped down from the railing more than six meters high, the wide robe on his body was like a stretched giant wing, and the gold-threaded unicorn on it seemed to emit a thousand feet of light, flashing everyone's eyes.

Everyone, regardless of gender, young or old, was frightened by Wang Yao's leap and screamed, among which the little Lori on the opposite side screamed the loudest.

"Ah!!! so beautiful!" Little Lori's originally white and tender little face became red because of excitement, her voice was sharp and excited, and she danced with excitement, not frightened, but beautiful by the unicorn.

The sound of bones shattering that everyone expected did not sound, and Wang Yao was silent after landing on the ground, but he just swooped forward with his strength, and finally stood in the corridor on the first floor, and the waiters next to him were all wide-eyed in fright.

Ultraman ??? from the sky

"I'm scared to death!" The bald man with the gold chain was the first to come back to his senses, his face was full of fear, and even his voice became girly, "Little brother, what are you playing, so high." ”

Everyone else was reproached with concern.

Wang Yao arched his hand at everyone, and then walked towards Chen Rui on the stage step by step, smiling as he walked, and his smile became more and more weird and cold.

"How much is it? I want to know how much the lives of the eight hundred gardeners and skilled warriors who desperately resisted the invasion of the Old Summer Palace were worth back then, the governor of the Old Summer Palace in the Qing Dynasty, the crown prince Shaobao Wenfeng led the crowd to resist, and finally saw that he was unable to return to the sky and committed suicide into the Fuhai Sea, and sacrificed himself to the garden, how much is this loyalty worth?" Wang Yao's voice was soft, like a stream flowing in everyone's ears, making everyone's heartbeat rhythm change with the heavy bass of his speech.

"How much is the land reparation for the unfair treaties of the Western powers since the Opium War?!"

"How much is the hatred of the family and the country worth of the 40,000,000 children of the Qing Dynasty?!"

"What is the value of the three days and three nights of fires and smoke-covered darkness!?"

"China's thousands of years of cultural collection and national spirit were burned by that fire, may I ask, how much is this fire worth?!"

Wang Yao's every word was like a hammer smashed into everyone's hearts, not only the people of the Dragon Kingdom, but even the group of foreigners were filled with their own righteous indignation, the corners of their eyes were hot, and many of the elderly people present trembled all over their bodies, and their expressions were hideous.

Even how Wang Yao got on the high platform, everyone has forgotten, everyone seems to have been pulled into that history of fire and blood, accompanied by the piercing ridicule of foreign robbers.

How much is this, the national mourning, worth?

Chen Rui was frightened by Wang Yao who walked up and took three steps back, almost fell on the stage, and looked at Wang Yao in tears in horror.

The corners of the eyes of all the women present were moistened by Wang Yao's words just now, and at this time, Wang Yao's white and tender little face was full of tears, and the stubbornness and powerlessness of the little teenager stimulated their maternal love, and they couldn't cry after being excited.

Liu Yiyi's eyes were also a little red, but she looked at Wang Yao who was walking towards her with some fear, and the muscles in her body tightened.

"You want me to say. Wang Yao stood in front of the auction table and spoke softly, took out a shiny one-yuan coin from his pocket and put it on the auction table.

Its symbolic meaning is priceless and cannot be measured by money, but can only be measured by the national feelings of the tens of millions of Li people who died under barbarism in the past, and the 1.2 billion Chinese sons and daughters who are now reborn from the ashes. Wang Yao blinked, tears hung on his long eyelashes, and he looked even more distressed, "But this dollar is my gratitude to the auction and the holder of the dragon head who contributed it. ”

"Bang Bang!~~" I don't know who took the lead in applauding, everyone in the whole venue stood up, and the applause was thunderous, and even foreigners were a little stunned to applaud together.

What's going on????

Chen Rui was so frightened by the applause that he staggered, and looked at Wang Yao and the people in the audience in a panic, his heart pounded.

I haven't said the auction yet, you mean that the auction has been successful??? Chen Rui wanted to scold his mother, he thought that Wang Yao was here to make trouble, but he didn't expect Wang Yao to be so shameless

And now it's not a matter of auction, and it's already involved, the issue of national feelings, if he wants to do this business, then he won't have to gain a foothold in the Chinese circle in the future, the country and the nation are the bottom line, for people in any industry, it's like this, unless, he is a stateless person.

Looking at Wang Yao, who greeted the applause, Chen Rui wanted to stab him to death, but he was full of helplessness.

The applause lasted for several minutes, Wang Yaocai wiped his tears, motioned for everyone to be quiet, and turned his head to look at Liu Yiyi, who was staring at him in a daze, "Sister Liu, you can hit the hammer." ”

Liu Yiyi came back to her senses, her cheeks were unnaturally hot, she lowered her eyes to avoid Wang Yao's eyes that were shining after being baptized by tears, and turned her head to look at Chen Rui, whose face was extremely ugly, with a light cough.

Chen Rui's face was struggling, this business, he was losing blood, and he was still a dumb person who couldn't say what he was suffering from.

Seeing Chen Rui's hesitation, someone in the audience coaxed and said, "Old Chen, don't be sad, the motherland is strong, and it is no longer bullied, quickly hammer the hammer, ring the first hammer of tribute to our antique world, and in the future, we can also raise our eyebrows in their literati circle, calligraphy and painting circle, we welcome back the first symbolic cultural relics lost in the Old Summer Palace." The bald brother with a gold chain in the audience shouted.

Chen Rui smiled more ugly than crying, and nodded to Liu Yiyi with a forced smile, "Yes, yes, this hammer must be hammered, if you don't knock, you are not from Huaxia." ”

Liu Yiyi pursed her lips, glanced at Wang Yao with her eyes, picked up the hammer with her bare hands, and knocked it slightly hard, and the clear hammer sound was once again exchanged for cheers and applause.

"Congratulations. Liu Yiyi's smile became more and more coquettish, and she opened her arms to protect Wang Yao without waiting for Wang Yao to speak.

Wang Yao only felt a suffocating fragrance wrapping his breath, and his cheeks were buried in an indescribable softness, making his mind a little blank.

"This kid. Mr. Qigong looked at the farce on the screen for just a few minutes, smiled dumbly, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I can really act." ”

Mr. Ma also wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled dumbly, "That's it, this kid, it's really shameless, not much money, heavy affection, one dollar to buy a baby." ”

"Awesome, convinced. Wang Yaohuang was also stunned and gave a thumbs up.

"Although there is pressure from public opinion and suspicion of ethnic kidnapping, this way of dealing with it is really good, not only is it bloodless, but it can also want to convey an attitude to the mastermind behind the scenes this time, don't bully the poor in China. Mr. Qigong said in a deep voice, a smile appeared on his face, "It's a beautiful talk, it's a beautiful talk." ”

"Hehe, in the future, the major auction houses will definitely set this kid on the rejection list. Mr. Ma smiled and looked at Wang Yao, who was holding the dragon head and taking a photo with everyone in the audience.

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