So, he was about to change the furniture in his castle. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As one of France's three hidden richest men, Uris naturally can't just find a little furniture on the market to fill up, which does not fit his self-proclaimed aristocratic atmosphere, nor is it worthy of this historic old castle.

And he doesn't want metal furniture, which really doesn't make him feel good.

"Mr. Yuris, your secretary is here, do you want him to come in!"

The old butler's sudden voice interrupted Yuris's pretense of sleep, and he looked up at the butler wearily, and leaned slightly against the flaming closet.

"Oh, got it, let him in!"

"Yes!"

The butler slowly withdrew, he was not young, he had served in this castle all his life, and he could be regarded as an old man beside Yuris.

After a while, a slender young man in a suit and leather shoes walked in.

"Mr. Yuris, we have found a batch of unsold logs on the market at your request!"

The secretary stood respectfully across from Yuris, but the expression on his face was irrepressible joy.

"Oh, found it, where, got it?"

Yuris took matters into his hands and added some charcoal fire to the closet, and looking at the dancing flames inside, he felt that his body was slowly becoming warmer.

"I found it, it is a batch of high-quality small-leaved rosewood rosewood, which is more than 2,000 years old!"

Yuris pinched the tongs in his hand, paused slightly, and then slowly added the firewood, put down the tongs, and looked at the secretary.

"2000 rosewood? You really didn't lie to me?"

No wonder the secretary was so excited, it turned out that he had indeed found a batch of good things!

He thought that if he had this batch of mahogany, it would be very comfortable to build a batch of furniture for his castle, right?

I just don't know if these mahogany are enough?

"Absolutely not, I've seen it myself, it's really a good mahogany, the material, size and age of the tree are fine, but we have a little trouble!"

Speaking of this, the young secretary was a little nervous, lowered his head, glanced at Yuris secretly, and frowned when he saw the other party, and his heart became even more nervous.

"Oh, what's the trouble? Could it be that someone bought it first? Or is the seller refusing to sell?"

It is no secret that he wants to find a batch of fine mahogany to make a batch of new furniture for his castle, which is no secret in the whole of France, because he has asked many people to help him keep an eye on what is on the market, so everyone knows about it.

And at this time, everyone knew about this matter, and they still wanted to compete with him, that is, they would not give him face, and he was naturally a little angry in his heart.

"Oh, no, no, this batch of rosewood has not been bought, but we went a little late, and we were not able to contact the seller in time, he has already handed over this batch of rosewood to Christie's auction house of Kering Group, ready to be auctioned in Paris!"

The secretary's words made Yuris breathe a sigh of relief, it was not a big problem if he was not bought! Although it was sent to the auction house, the auction house spoke by strength, he had strength, and he also had strong connections, and it was naturally not a big problem to get this batch of mahogany.

"Then what are you waiting for, aren't you going to go to the auction house and buy these rosewoods?

Yuris was a little dissatisfied, he didn't like to take things to his own home to settle things, and the secretary's performance did disappoint him a bit.

"No, sir, things are indeed a bit troublesome, after Christie's got these things, it posted the news on its official website, and then attracted the attention of many rich people around the world, many of them are determined to get this thing, we are afraid that it will not be so easy to win these mahogany this time!"

If it was an ordinary thing, it didn't matter if the secretary bought it on his own initiative, but the price of this batch of mahogany was not low, and there was a possibility that there would be fierce bidding, so that their possible expenses would become unpredictable.

"Well, I see, when does the auction start?"

Knowing his concern, Yuris felt a little less angry, and asked.

"Tomorrow morning! Champs-Élysées auction!"

*******

"You've been laughing since the morning, can you be normal!

Denise was dragged from Bordeaux to Paris yesterday by Lin Quan in order to participate in this auction.

The two of them successfully got the tickets for the private room on the second floor of the auction, which was reserved for Christie's staff, and belonged to the area of field control and supervision, not a VIP area like the auction hall in the fantasy novel.

Relatively speaking, Lin Quan still wants to sit down, there are so many people below, not to mention the excitement, and he can also experience a feeling of tension and excitement when he is bargaining, especially when it is his own things that are auctioned on the spot, that feeling is even more attractive.

However, for his request, Oriana could only apologize: "Mr. Lin is really embarrassed, there are too many people participating in the auction this time, there are not enough seats downstairs, and there are still many people who can't get in outside, so they can only call the price through the big screen with the phone!"

After the news of the auction of this batch of mahogany spread, it attracted so many people, which was a bit unexpected for Orianna, she regretted it slightly, if she knew that everyone was so interested in these things, then she should have put this auction in London, London is their home base, where the auction hall is larger, more advanced, and can accommodate more people.

Since Orianna said that there is no seat, then Lin Quan can only settle, if anyone knows that he is not satisfied in the private room, and he has to use the word "general" to describe it, he will not be happy in his heart.

"Yes, you see, the people outside here are all sitting full, all coming for this thing of ours!"

Lin Quan was full of confidence, and he must not be worried about whether his things could be sold, because Oriana had already told him before, and many people had asked about the price through private channels, and they had also asked him about the possibility of private transactions.

Although Lin Quan did not agree to trade privately, he knew that there were many people who took a fancy to his things, so he was not worried at all that he could not sell them, but only how much money they could sell.