The bodyguard who pressed the number next to him looked serious, for fear that he would read the wrong zero and report the wrong number.

The lady at table nine took a sip of water, wrapped her silk embroidery shawl again, straightened her hair, and gently rubbed her wrists.

She was a fresh face, and Lu Shengyan, like everyone else present, looked at the lady sitting alone curiously.

The lady knew that she was still making small movements in the eyes of all kinds, and her fingers were already trembling slightly.

240 million is the highest price she set for herself in this auction.

Although she is a speculator, Ms. Qing's own vision is also very picky, and if she doesn't make a move, she is the top baby in the circle.

This set of porcelain is rarely well preserved, and even the most fragile large bottles are beautiful in pairs, and Ms. Qing has seen many antiques over the years, but none of them have made her as excited as this set.

She photographed this set of porcelain because she wanted to collect it for herself and not resell it, so she was very determined to increase the price again and again, just to let the No. 2 box see her determination.

But now that Box 2 is still in hot pursuit, Ms. Haru's next important and difficult decision is to make.

The auctioneer saw Ms. Qing's hesitation at Table No. 9, and deliberately slowed down the speed of the hammer, waiting for Ms. Qing's decision.

Generally like this kind of auction, the auctioneer will prepare the large amount of money that may appear in advance, and control the pace and process of his auction according to the personality and auction habits of each of them.

But this time the auction was too tight, and the auctioneer only kept a few guests in particular need of attention.

And among these guests, Ms. Qing is not included this time.

The few people who were insisting on holding up the sign before have no movement now, the door of the second box is tightly closed, and no slight sound comes out, and the focus of the audience's eyes is focused on Ms. Qing alone.

Ms. Qing's well-maintained hand picked up the quotation, her hand was trembling slightly, but she still pressed it fiercely, and reported a number, her posture was still elegant, but her palms were already full of fine sweat.

"Two hundred and forty-five million, the lady at table nine still did not give up, she quoted a high price of 245 million!"

The auctioneer's voice was already hoarse, and he roared: "245 million friends, 245 million, this is beyond the highest price in the Tang porcelain market of our auction house this season, no, this year, and even in the last three years, this is also the highest price I have auctioned, can such a price allow the lady of Table Nine to get this complete set of Tang colorful porcelain as she wishes?" ”

Old Man Qian stared at the elegant figure in the audience tightly, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

Even he had heard of him, but he had never spoken face-to-face.

But treasures are hard to find, and Mr. Qian continued to increase the price while chattering in his heart.

It's still a price increase when the hammer is hammered twice.

"Two hundred and fifty million."

The auctioneer didn't expect that someone really raised the price at this juncture, his eyes were bloodshot, obviously extremely excited, and he was on the verge of gaffe.

Ms. Qing exhaled softly, and instead of making those small gestures to hide her hesitation, she leaned lightly against the back of the sofa.

Although the auctioneer on the stage seemed to be watching the audience, he never relaxed his attention to Ms. Haru.

Seeing Ms. Qing's movements, the auctioneer's heart was cold, and he even felt relieved.

When he roared on the stage, he also had a string in his heart, and he was extremely excited to see the prices that refreshed the highest turnover one by one. Huaxia Chinese

It wasn't until after the three hammers that the final word was made that this collection belonged to Mr. Qian.

Mo Shaoyan got up, moved his wrist, and saw that the bodyguard had packed this set of porcelain and was about to send it to the No. 2 box, he raised his hand lightly and personally took over the large safe.

"I'll deliver it myself."

"Okay." This is almost the practice of Xuanshi Auction House, where the auction items are sold at sky-high prices, if their own boss is there, they must be sent to the auction by their own boss.

The auctioneer collapsed on the floor in the background, gasping for breath and wiping the sweat rolling off his forehead with his sleeve.

Mo Shaoyan walked to his side and asked the auctioneer to help him up.

"It's been a great job, but it's been a good job." Mo Shaoyan was rarely praised, and the auctioneer was flattered, and his face flushed: "It's what I should do, thank you, boss." ”

Mo Shaoyan didn't stay any longer, and went directly to the second floor from the staff passage and came to the second box.

Old Man Qian was talking to Qian Jiawan with a smile, and the obsidian bracelet that had been auctioned before had been worn on Qian Jiawan's wrist without hesitation.

Seeing Mo Shaoyan's obvious glance at Qian Jiawan's wrist, Old Man Qian asked quietly, "Shaoyan also took a fancy to this string of beads?" ”

"That's not it," Mo Shaoyan smiled, his eyes were very gentlemanly removed from Qian Jiawan's wrist, and he looked at Old Man Qian, "It's just that I don't agree with the auctioneer's rhetoric." ”

Old Man Qian raised his eyebrows and asked with some curiosity, "What do you say?" ”

"How can you attribute the cause of your failure to an inanimate external object? It's too unconfident. ”

Mo Shaoyan didn't say much, just clicked on it, and then turned the topic to the box he was carrying.

"But sometimes, inanimate external objects can work miracles."

Mo Shaoyan put the silver-white box with both hands and opened the safe on the table.

The oversized safe made Mo Shaoyan's movements a little difficult, but his movements were still elegant and steady, the safe was opened, and the warm light flowed all over the room.

"Congratulations to Mr. Qian, for creating a miracle of money."

The corners of Mo Shaoyan's eyes curled, but the words he spit out didn't seem so kind.

Old Man Qian was silent for a moment, and put down the teacup in his hand, which was also made of exquisite porcelain.

Then he thought for a moment and threw the teacup out of the window.

Qian Jiawan's face was expressionless, it was obviously a very tense scene, and she was relieved that there was no one among the two people facing off.

She thought a little distractedly, it seemed that she didn't like Mo Shaoyan as much as she imagined.

Then she blamed herself a little for not being so single-minded.

The size of Old Man Qian made Qian Jiawan come back to her senses, and Old Man Qian pointed at Mo Shaoyan, making Mo Shaoyan's eyebrows slightly raised.

"You kid can, yes, my old money can create a miracle of money, but you kid has also created a miracle that is not afraid of me."