"Ladies and gentlemen, next, we will auction Tang Bohu's calligraphy and paintings-Spring Tree and Autumn Frost Picture. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info this painting by my company's experts authoritative appraisal is indeed Tang Bohu's authentic work, for this spring tree and autumn frost picture, we set a starting price of 50 million, and now the official start of bidding. Chen Mengying suppressed the excitement in her heart and announced loudly to the audience.

She really didn't expect that a jade pendant could be sold for 380 million against the sky.

Of course, this is just Wang Zhaojun's jade pendant, if it is replaced by Tang Bohu's picture of spring and autumn frost, what price will it be auctioned?

As soon as her words ended, the entire auction hall suddenly boiled.

Eighty percent of the people in the entire auction hall came to bid on this picture of spring trees and autumn frost.

"I'll give 51 million!" Someone immediately said.

"Five two million!" A second person immediately followed.

"Fifty-three million."

"Eight-thousand-thousand."

"Sixty million."

"Sixty-five million!"

……

The scene was crazy for a while.

Tang Bohu's authentic handwritings, this grade of calligraphy and painting, who doesn't want to keep him at home?

On the auction table, Chen Mengying looked at this crazy situation and was instantly dumbfounded.

She never thought that this picture of spring trees and autumn frost would lead to such a crazy scene.

She suddenly remembered what Lin Yan said when she was discussing the commission of the Spring Tree Autumn Frost Picture with Lin Yan that day, "This painting is definitely worth 500 million." ”

Will it really be worth 500 million?

Chen Mengying looked at Lin Yan and suddenly looked forward to it.

"Eighty-nine million!" Just as she was shocked, the price of this spring tree and autumn frost picture had soared to eighty-nine million again.

This is completely different from the scene when Wang Zhaojun's jade pendant is auctioned now. At that time, the price was hard-pulled by Shangguan Demon Ji and Nangong Aya, and the price at this time was constantly being auctioned by these crazy scrambling people.

"120 million!"

"150 million!"

"Two hundred million!"

"Two hundred and thirty million!"

……

The prices of the frenzied auctions are still going up.

Chen Mengying never imagined that Tang Bohu's authentic work would fetch such a high price in China.

It was really unexpected.

"Lin Yan, Lin Yan, what kind of person are you?" Chen Mengying suddenly felt that she couldn't see through Lin Yan.

This fan-like man is so confident.

"Three hundred and fifty million!" Just as she was distracted, there was another commotion in the whole venue, and someone actually auctioned for an astonishing price of 350 million.

350 million, one step closer to 500 million.

Maybe it can really be Lin Yan said, and it can be 500 million.

Chen Mengying looked at the rising price and thought silently in her heart.

"Three hundred and eighty million!"

"Four hundred million!"

"Four hundred and ten million!"

"Four hundred and twenty million!"

"Four hundred and fifty million!"

"Five hundred million!"

With the shouting of the price of 500 million, the whole scene was shocked, and then there was an even more crazy bidding scene.

However, at this time, Chen Mengying couldn't hear the bidding price behind her at all, and her entire little head was filled with the number of 500 million.

500 million, really 500 million.

She thought of Lin Yan's confidence when she spoke that day, maybe from beginning to end, Lin Yan believed in the value of this painting so much.

What a cute little brother.

Turning her gaze to Lin Yan, Chen Mengying's whole gaze suddenly softened, this young man who was five years younger than herself turned out to be so cute.

At this time, Lin Yan had already left a deep impression in Chen Mengying's heart.

Just when Chen Mengying was distracted, the entire venue had already auctioned off the price of 700 million.

Of course, by this time, the real big characters also began to shoot.

"Eight hundred million!" The first to make a move was Li Yun, the third richest man in the country, and he added 100 million in one go.

"Nine hundred million! As the deputy director of the Gusu City Museum, Nangong Aya's grandfather also made a move. "As soon as I made a move, I added 100 million.

"1.2 billion!" The director of the Shanghai Museum also made a move.

"1.8 billion!" Not to be outdone, the director of the Yenching National Museum made a move.

These people are all for Tang Bohu's authentic spring tree and autumn frost picture.

On the auction table, Chen Mengying almost fainted in shock when she heard this data.

Originally, she thought that it would be very unbelievable to just auction 500 million.

But she never imagined that this painting would be auctioned for an astonishing price of 1.8 billion.

This is the rhythm of going against the sky.

"Two billion!" Li Yun made another move, looking at the other curators with contempt, he was the third richest man in the country, worth hundreds of billions, this money was a drop in the bucket for him.

"Two billion billion!" When the bidding arrived, the director of the Shanghai Museum began to feel a little bottomless.

These people are not as rich as Li Yun, who ranks among the richest people in the country.

If they really fight for money, they will definitely not be able to fight Li Yun.

"Two and two billion!" The director of the Yenching National Museum was also shocked.

Fighting for financial resources, their museum can't fight Li Yun either.

"Two and a half billion." Li Yun spoke again, his expression was so calm and light.

His favorite thing in his life is Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting.

The last auction in the United States, because of a business trip, I didn't have the opportunity to participate in the auction of Tang Bohu's paintings and calligraphy.

This time, he is determined to win, and he will never allow Tang Bohu's picture of spring trees and autumn frost to fall into the hands of others.

"Boss Li, I wonder if you can look at the face of our Shanghai Museum and not bid with our museum?" The director of the Shanghai Museum looked at Li Yun and said in a consultative tone.

With Li Yun's kind of handwriting, it is really difficult for their museum to compete with it.

"Yes, Boss Li, this picture of spring and autumn frost is the authentic work of the famous painter Tang Bohu in the Ming Dynasty, and it has great collection value for our museum." The curator of the Yenching National Museum also spoke at this time.

He also knew that if the auction continued like this, their museum would not be able to bear it.

As for the deputy director of the Gusu City Museum, he was completely speechless at this time.

Their museum could not compete with the two museums in Shanghai and Yanjing, let alone compete with Li Yun, the third richest man in the country.

Next, whoever gets the Spring Tree and Autumn Frost Picture has nothing to do with their museum.

"Two curators, if it's something else, then I'll forget it, I'd rather sell my favor to you, but if it's this picture of Tang Bohu's spring trees and autumn frosts, then forget it, this picture of spring trees and autumn frosts, I, Li Yunzhi, will definitely get it." Li Yun said, his voice was so unquestionable.

"Are we going to go home empty-handed this time?" The curators of the Shanghai Museum and the Yenching National Museum glanced at each other and thought silently in their hearts.

But they really didn't want to.

How could Li Yun take such a good painting home for private collection, and how good would it be if this painting was displayed in a museum for people all over the world to see?

"Boss Li, why don't you think about it again?" The director of the Shanghai Museum said a little unwillingly.

"I'm sorry, this kind of thing, there is no room for negotiation, let's bid for the real chapter." Li Yun spoke and directly rejected the proposal of the director of the Shanghai Museum.

"Hey, since you're so unkind, then don't blame us, we'll definitely make you vomit more blood." The director of the Shanghai Museum also lost his temper, said coldly in his heart, and then bid again.

Since you can't get it, let you spend a little more.

"Twenty billion six billion!" The director of the Shanghai Museum raised his own price.