"You mean, Li Rongxing will take a picture of this painting of yours?" Liu Jingyu asked.

Chen Jing didn't explain.

But in my heart I gave a positive answer.

The Jiang family owes debts and needs 10 million to repay the debt, and Chen Jing has 10,000 ways to get 10 million, but as the so-called gentleman loves money, he needs to pick a sheep to bed wool.

Li Rongxing is his target.

Don't you want to marry Jiang Yishu? Isn't it going to be a bride price of 10 million?

Of course, he was on Chen Jing's blacklist.

Revenge for him has already come, and the auction is just the beginning.

"A million!"

"Two million!"

"Deal!"

The auction went well, with the wealthy bidding for their favorite collections.

Generally speaking, every auction is held, a number of the best lots are sorted out and advertised as advertisements to attract wealthy people.

The other lots that have not been announced will not be of high value.

The information about the precious lots is already in the hands of all the rich, and every time the order comes, everyone will raise their spirits, and when it comes to auctioning ordinary lots, everyone will not be interested.

For example, this pair of calligraphy that will be auctioned next.

"A pair of "Ordered Post" copied by the modern calligrapher Nanshan Jushi, the starting price is 1 million, and the price increase shall not be less than 100,000 yuan each time!"

The auctioneer pointed to the large screen, and the calligraphy was enlarged, and the words were listed in a staggered manner.

Many wealthy people have professional appraisers around them, who are responsible for their palms.

After observing for a while, they shook their heads.

"Although the person who wrote this painting has some skills, he shouldn't challenge Yan Zhenqing's "Ordered Post"."

"Yes, Yan Zhenqing himself is a top calligrapher, alongside Liu Gongquan, and there has been a saying about Yan muscles and willow bones since ancient times."

"The person who wrote this painting only got its shape, not its god, and the price was millions, which is really not worth it."

The opinions of everyone are basically unanimous, and the rich people present gradually lose interest.

Nanshan Jushi, an unknown person, wrote a pair of unremarkable calligraphy, of course, no one was willing to pay for him.

"Take it!"

Chen Jing said.

Liu Jingyu was a little surprised, and turned to see Chen Jingzhuo's eyes.

"That's what you're buying?"

Chen Jing nodded.

"Yes, it's important to take down this picture."

Because no one cared, the auctioneer did not waste time, and the countdown has already begun.

At this time, Liu Jingyu suddenly raised his card and increased the price by 100,000 yuan.

Naturally, no one scrambled for it, and they successfully got the letter.

Many people looked over curiously, and when they saw that it was Liu Jingyu, they couldn't help but show a look of shock.

It is strange enough that Liu Jingyu will come to participate in the auction, and he also auctioned a pair of calligraphy that no one wants, which is naturally even more eye-catching.

Many people laughed in their hearts, just thinking that young people were illiterate.

"Is there any mystery in this painting?" Feeling everyone's gaze, Liu Jingyu asked in a low voice.

"No, there's no mystery, it's mediocre." Chen Jing said lightly: "In the first year of Tang Dezong, Huaixi Jiedu made Li Xilie rebel, and the traitor Lu Qi wanted to get rid of Yan Zhenqing by Li Xilie's hand, so he asked Yan Zhenqing to persuade him to surrender. However, Li Xilie has a grudge against Yan Zhenqing, and he has already boiled a cauldron, waiting to cook him. Yan Zhenqing didn't say anything, and ordered the family to buy a coffin, and then went to Huaixi, and then wrote the famous "Ordered Post". ”

"It's not difficult to imitate the shape of this character, and it's rare to write the charm in it."

"Although the person who wrote this picture has done his best, he still cannot write the determination to die generously knowing that he will die!"

Chen Jing shook his head, looking disdainful.

"Then you're still going to let me buy it?" Liu Jingyu was incomprehensible.

"Although this painting is not very good, the person who wrote this painting is not simple." Chen Jing smiled.

Liu Jingyu frowned, she seemed to think of something, but because there was too little information, she was not sure.

Looking at Chen Jing, who didn't intend to explain at all and looked like a sellout, he couldn't wait to kick it over.

A few more lots have passed, and today's Hanhai Auction House is lucky, and there has been no unsuccessful auction.

But at this time, an ancient painting appeared on the big screen.

"Dong Qichang's "Guanshan Snow Ji Picture", its authenticity is unknown, but after the appraisal of all experts in my Hanhai Auction House, this painting is extremely high, even if it is not a genuine work, but its level is not inferior to the real work by half a point!"

The auctioneer operates the big screen while explaining, so that everyone can see every detail of the painting.

Many appraisers were obsessed, admiring as they watched.

"This painting must be genuine, except for Dong Qichang, who can draw such a perfect picture of Guanshan Xueji?"

"No, no, no, this painting is fake, if it is real, the auction house will directly state that it is genuine!"

"I also see it this way, although I think it's incredible, but I must say that the person who painted this painting has surpassed Dong Qichang's attainments, because it is more perfect, so it seems unreal!"

There was a lot of talking.

Liu Jingyu was a little surprised, she didn't expect that the painting that Chen Jing took out could cause such a big controversy.

Many rich people were moved and were already planning to take this painting.

At this time, the auctioneer hesitated a little and said.

"At the request of the owner of "Guanshan Snow Ji Map", the reserve price of this painting is 10 million, and the price increase shall not be less than 100,000 each time!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

The whole stadium was in an uproar.

"A reserve price of 10 million? Did I hear it wrong? ”

"The owner of this painting is crazy about money, right? Even if it is Dong Qichang's real work, it is definitely not worth 10 million! ”

"Auction it off, no fool will buy this painting!"

The rich have a very bad face.

Could it be that these people are all nouveau riche with no IQ?

Whose money is not blown by the wind, how can it be possible to spend 10 million to sell such a painting that I don't know whether it is true or false?

For a while, everyone sneered, and they didn't mean to make a move at all.

The corners of the manager's mouth, who was secretly observing from the sidelines, twitched.

It was exactly as he expected.

Sure enough, no fool wants to take this plate.

"It seems that your calculations have failed this time." Liu Jingyu observed for a while, and basically determined that the auction was unsuccessful.

"You see, that one hasn't spoken yet." Chen Jing looked at Li Rongxing in the third row.

This young owner of Xiangyang Culture is discussing something with the appraisers around him.

"Now the countdown begins, if no one bids, then this painting will be officially announced to be unsold!"

The auctioneer on stage decided to put an end to the farce as soon as possible.

"Three."

"Two!"

“……”

Before he could utter his last word, someone suddenly held up a sign.

It's Li Rongxing in the third row!

His face was not pretty, but he still held up his card firmly.

"This gentleman, are you sure you want to take this picture of "Guanshan Snow Ji Map" at a price of 100,000 yuan?"

The auctioneer couldn't help but confirm.

"I'm sure!" Li Rong got up and took a deep breath: "This painting, I'm going to decide!" ”

He looked around with a "don't fight me" posture.

In fact, how could anyone fight him?

The crowd took him for a fool.

"Lao Li's son, I have long heard that it is not a weapon, and he is addicted to wine all day long, and now when he sees it, he really deserves his reputation."

There were many who muttered quietly and showed incomprehensible expressions.

Li Rongxing's father, Li Liancheng, was a businessman known for his treachery.

Doing business has always sought stability, and he would rather not make money than lose money, but look at his stupid son, he is simply a fighter among the losers, and he spends more than 10 million yuan to buy a fake painting with a high probability.

"I'll go, someone will really buy it!"

The manager of the auction house looked incredulous, and only felt that his three views were broken.

And Liu Jingyu also had big eyes sparkling, staring at Chen Jing deadly.

"How do you know that Li Rongxing will buy this painting?"

There were so many questions in her head.

Along the way, Chen Jing is arranging, and she is executing.

She prides herself on being smart and a high-IQ person, but she can't understand what Chen Jing is doing at all.

Especially, when this fake painting was really won by Li Rongxing at a sky-high price of 10 million, the doubts and shocks in her heart skyrocketed instantly!

Chen Jing smiled faintly and said.

"Simple."

"Because this painting is his lifesaver!"

"Without this painting, he, Li Rongxing, and even the entire Li family, would be in big trouble!"