Chapter 101: Put more coriander
The competition for the components of the next glass Zhengyang green gourd bottle is ridiculous. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The starting price of the gourd bottle components is 170 million Hong Kong dollars, and the minimum price increase is 500,000 yuan each time.
"280 million!" The queen of olive oil from Greece made an offer.
"28000 to 500,000!" An RB girl in a kimono increases the price.
"290 million!" The Queen of Olive Oil gave the RB girl a disdainful look and continued to increase the price.
"29000 to 500,000!" The RB girl remained silent and continued to raise the price at the minimum and minimum markup.
"300 million!" The olive oil queen did not hesitate to increase the price, showing strong determination.
"300 million and 500,000!" RB girl bites unhurriedly.
The olive oil queen is silent, it's okay to raise the price to play psychological warfare, and it's okay to coax the seedlings, but if you exceed your psychological expectations, you can decisively quit, these rich people are fine!
"300 million and 500,000, has anyone raised the price?300,000 and 500,000, for the first time, this set of glass Zhengyang green gourd bottle components, with a pair of bracelets, a set of necklaces, 4 pairs of earrings, and 8 rings, all come from a whole piece of jade material, enough for a king's harem to wear......" In order to further stimulate the price increase, the auctioneer said a lot of inspiring nonsense.
No one answered, and the RB girl smiled.
"300.5 million, second ......"
"330 million!"
The RB girl's smile froze, "330000 and 500,000!" โ
The price increase is an Israeli arms company, and the boss's most hated first is the Germans, and the second is the RB people, so he brushed the RB people with sand on his face, and he didn't care if the other party was a little girl.
"360 million!" The Israelis have ramped up the markup.
"36000 to 500,000!" RB girls have regained their composure and unhurried markups.
The Israelis were silent, apparently exceeding his expectations.
"360000 and 500,000, for the first time!" It has far exceeded the auctioneer's psychological price, so he himself has lost the confidence to stimulate the price increase, so he will not talk nonsense.
"360000 and 500,000, the second time!" The auctioneer quickly called out a second time, believing that the sale was already inevitable.
"400 million!" This time, it was the Koreans who jumped out to stop the RB people, and they hated the RB people even more, so they didn't mind giving the RB people two blows in the face, and they didn't care if the other party was a little girl.
"400 million and 500,000!" The RB girl stopped smiling and showed a resolute face.
"450 million!" Koreans are really ruthless, and they have a desperate posture of wanting to win.
"450 million and 500,000!" The RB girl still has the least price increase, and her face has turned pale.
The Koreans also turned off the fire.
"4500000000000000000000000000000000000000000 The barrage of numbers made the auctioneer's mouth stiffen.
"4500000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 The auctioneer's voice was a little hoarse.
The RB girl's face began to flush and she smiled sweetly again.
"680 million!" A bucket-waisted Russian aunt raised a sign.
Flameout!
The auctioneer's hammer finally fell.
"Ya Butterfly!" This voice was shouted by Li Chunyu, which was more vivid than the tone on the RB video, which caused the whole venue to laugh, except for "Bage Yalu" and "Missy Mixi", Li Chunyu will know this sentence in Japanese.
The RB girl's face turned from red to white, from white to blue, and she fainted after screaming "Ya Yan Butterfly".
Wang Yan and a group of people returned to the hotel complacently, waiting for the delivery procedures to sit on the ground and share the spoils: this time the auction cost 900 million Hong Kong dollars, minus the 100 million handling fee, and there are 800 million left, including Xiao Hong's father and daughter 3 percent, that is, 240 million Hong Kong dollars, and Wang Yanchun has 560 million Hong Kong dollars.
A few people were happily discussing where to go when a call came from the service desk, and an RB person asked to see him and was waiting in the lobby.
"Let's go, let's go!" Xu Qiang was young and vigorous, and he was even more elated knowing that there was nothing good to do.
The group came to the lobby with a hula.
A strong man in a kimono walked over, first bowed one by one, and then handed Li Chunlei a letter of challenge, and said in stiff Chinese: "Your Excellency has insulted my young lady, so I want to duel with you!" โ
Li Chunyu looked at the strong man with some hair, and secretly regretted that he didn't bring a bodyguard over, while explaining seriously: "I want to state that I did not insult your young lady, all the gentlemen and ladies who participated in the auction testified!" We are not RB people, how can we do that in public! โ
The RB kimono man didn't understand, and the translator next to him said it for a long time, and the kimono man was furious: "Eight grids! โ
"You're only eight, your whole family is eight!" The woman brought by Li Chunyu stopped doing it, and returned the mouth with sharp teeth.
After listening to the translation, the kimono man trembled with anger, his hair was on end, and his fists were rattling.
Wang Yan couldn't help but stand up: "Don't you just want to fight?" I'll play with you! As he spoke, he took out a cigarette case and a copper lighter from his pocket, and put the cigarette in his mouth, which was very much the meaning of Brother Pony. However, he didn't dare to light a cigarette, and in Hong Kong, smoking in public is punishable by heavy penalties!
Wang Yan saw that the kimono man didn't react, and posed as Huang Feihong again.
The kimono man finally understood, exerted force under his feet, turned around and twisted his waist, and hit him with a heavy straight punch.
Wang Yan slipped backwards and took 5 or 6 steps, and the man in the kimono chased after him again.
The copper lighter in Wang Yan's hand flew over and smashed on the side of the kimono man's neck, fainting at the time, ending the battle in two seconds.
Wang Yan went over to pick up the lighter and said to the waiter in the lobby: "You all saw it, he attacked me, and I was self-defense!" Then he swaggered into the elevator and went back to his room.
The RB people were quite tough, didn't let the hotel call the police, and left quietly.
Hong Kong's financial industry is much more developed than that of the mainland, and it is easy to exchange Hong Kong dollars for euros, Wang Yan has more than 60 million euros in his account, and Xiao Hong also has 30 million euros. Xiao Hong's father and daughter are also going to Myanmar to participate in the public market, and Xu Qiang and Li Chunyu are also going together.
Wang Yan had no choice but to call Fang Zhongyi and inform him to apply for a few more invitations.
Looking back, he agreed with Xiao Hong that Xiao Hong could not participate in the gambling of raw stones, only purchased clear materials, and resolutely could not be contaminated with the cruel gambling of gambling stones.
The group boarded a direct flight to Naypyidaw, Myanmar, where visas could be landed.
On the plane, Xu Qiang and Li Chunlei were chatting, Xiao Hong calmly looked at a promotional brochure taken from the auction, Yun Duo and Li Chunlei's female companions surrounded Xiao Yue, admiring a piece of Fu Lushou's jade pendant in Xiao Yue's hand......
Wang Yan was bored, so he made fun of the flight attendant: "Bring me a cup of coffee!" โ
The flight attendant immediately came over, but the British Airways flight attendant couldn't understand Chinese.
โcoffe๏ผโ Wang Yan had no choice but to jump the word, and then added: "Put more coriander!" Drew laughter from the surrounding seats.
An exotic woman across the aisle approached and asked in fluent Chinese, "Can I translate for you?" โ
Wang Yan agreed very gentlemanly: "Thank you." โ
So, the woman really translated to the flight attendant.
The stewardess smiled very cultivatedly, and then left in a professional incarnation posture.
After a while, the stewardess came over with a steaming cup of coffee.
Wang Yan took the coffee and saw that there was indeed a layer of green leaves floating on it, but it was definitely not coriander.
Wang Yan glanced at the stewardess and saw that she was looking at herself with a playful smile, as if waiting for Wang Yan to be satisfied after tasting.
Wang Yan knew that he had lifted a stone and hit himself in the foot, and the molested woman was molested by another woman, and he didn't know if he should drink the added coffee in his hand for a while.
The woman next to her was still beating a drum: "This stewardess said, I don't know if the coffee is to your taste!" โ
In desperation, Wang Yan had no choice but to take a small sip, and suddenly nodded with his eyebrows dancing again and again: "Well, yes, very good!" It's the best tasting coffee I've ever had! Thank you very much for your service! โ
The woman next to her saw Wang Yan's satisfied demeanor, and said to the flight attendant in English: "Bring me a cup of coffee like this too!" โ
After a while, the stewardess brought the same cup of coffee to the woman next to Wang Yan.
The woman also took a sip of coffee in a very elegant posture, and then her expression became richer, and she glanced at Wang Yan with resentment.
Wang Yan didn't drink that cup of coffee at all just now, just made a light sipping motion. When he saw the woman's expression, he put the coffee cup on the cup holder with relief and looked at the woman next to him with a smug expression.