"Brother Yun, I want to buy this oil painting, what do you think?"

Seinfeld looked at the oil painting on the big screen in front of him and said suddenly.

Tang Yun was a little stunned when he heard this, but he still smiled and said, "Since you like it, then just raise the sign and shout the price."

Anyway, you have a net worth of tens of millions now, and you can't afford to buy an oil painting for millions now. ”

"That's right...... But I can't spend all the tens of millions on this, can I?"

Seinfeld smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, my budget is a maximum of five million Hong Kong dollars, if it exceeds this price, then I will have to give up ......"

"Hmm...... Five million Hong Kong dollars should be about the same. ”

Tang Yun pondered for a while and said: "Although this painting is a little old, it is not so famous after all, and I think it should be able to be won for the price of five million." ”

How much is the actual value of this painting "The Clown Playing the Mandolin" created by Frans Hals? In fact, Tang Yun did not know.

Now the host has announced its starting price and the lowest bidding price, but the reaction is not very violent.

Although there are a few people who raise their cards, the number is not very large, and the bidding price is not high.

At present, it remains at 3.5 million Hong Kong dollars.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. ”

Seinfeld nodded, then raised the sign in his hand, but when he was about to shout, on the other side, a handsome man took the lead and raised the sign to shout.

"Three million six thousand!"

It was none other than Chen Shaojie, who had competed with Tang Yun for the Qing Kangxi Colorful Flower God Cup before.

Seinfeld was slightly stunned, then quickly reacted, holding up the sign and shouting, "Three million and seven million!"

Hearing the sound coming from the lower left, Chen Shaojie couldn't help frowning.

Following the direction of the voice, he tilted his head slightly, and when he saw the person shouting the price and the young man on the twenty-third sitting together, Chen Shaojie's brows furrowed even deeper, and at the same time, there was a faint anger in his heart.

Where did these two boys come from? Is this a clear way to compete with yourself?

Holding a breath of air in his heart, Chen Shaojie raised the sign with a heavy face and shouted: "Four million!"

Seinfeld didn't seem to care about this at all, and immediately after Chen Shaojie finished shouting, he also raised a sign: "Four million and one million!"

"Four million two hundred thousand!"

"Four million three thousand!"

"Four million four hundred thousand!"

......

As if they were scrambling to answer the teacher's questions, one of them raised a sign and shouted, and the other also raised a sign and shouted up.

As for the people who were still shouting at the beginning, they had already become bystanders at this time, and they were looking at these two young men helplessly, raising signs and shouting prices back and forth with each other.

"Four million eight million!"

Chen Shaojie held the sign in his hand and shouted with a slight frown on his face.

And Seinfeld still went his own way, shouting with a sign holding up: "Four million nine million!"

"Five million!"

Chen Shaojie shouted without thinking, and at the same time, his face gradually became a little unpleasant.

I thought that if he paid more than 4 million yuan, he should be able to win this 17th-century Western oil painting.

Unexpectedly, this time, just like when bidding for the Colorful Flower God Cup, there was another young competitor in the middle of the race, and it was with the young man at that time.

In this afternoon's auction, the available funds he prepared are not very large, and five million is almost his limit.

If the price continues to rise, then he may have to give up in a very depressed end.

You must know that the reason why he came to participate in this afternoon auction, in addition to He Weixiang's reason, the most important thing is for Hals's oil painting.

There is nothing special about this oil painting.

It's just that the old man of his family usually has a hobby of collecting Western oil paintings, and this painting is one of the representative works of the Dutch painter Frans Hals that is missing from the old man's many oil painting collections.

In addition, the old man's birthday is coming soon, so Chen Shaojie plans to use this oil painting as a birthday gift to dedicate to him.

Glancing at the young man who was competing with him for this oil painting, and seeing that the other party was shaking his head helplessly, Chen Shaojie couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time his face returned to his smile again.

"Five million! This gentleman from the seventeenth bid five million!

It's five million now, is there anything higher?"

The host shouted the stage.

However, the reaction from the audience was not very good.

Seinfeld, who had been in fierce competition just now, had given up competition for this oil painting at this time, while others felt that the price was a bit expensive, and it seemed not cost-effective to continue to compete.

Once again, the scene fell silent.

"Feizi, why don't you keep shouting?"

Tang Yun turned his head to look at Seinfeld and asked.

Seinfeld showed a helpless wry smile on his face, and at the same time shook his head and said, "Forget it, five million is already beyond my budget, I'll see if there are any other paintings." ”

Tang Yun looked at Seinfeld, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

When he saw that the host was about to shout three quotations, the corners of Tang Yun's mouth curled, and he smiled at Seinfeld and said, "If you don't want it, then I want it......"

Hearing Tang Yun's words, Seinfeld couldn't help but pause.

At this time, the host just opened his mouth and shouted: "Five million for the first time!"

......

"Five million two hundred thousand!"

When the host's first offer fell, Tang Yun instantly raised the sign in his hand and shouted.

"Huh?!"

Chen Shaojie frowned and looked in the direction of the voice.

When he heard the voice, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he turned his head to look, Chen Shaojie couldn't help but be angry.

"Why is this bastard again?!"

Chen Shaojie clenched his fists tightly with both hands, and at the same time glared at Tang Yun fiercely with a pair of eyes.

The little ghost on the twenty-second had obviously given up the competition for this oil painting, and at the same time, he thought that he should have won the battle, but he didn't expect to kill another "Cheng Biting Gold" in the end.

And this man has robbed himself once before.

The more Chen Shaojie thought about it, the more angry he became, and at the same time, his eyes looked at Tang Yun more and more unkindly.

"When this auction is over, see how I clean you up!"

Chen Shaojie thought fiercely.

As a young owner of a well-known casino in Australia, he wants to clean up a few imps, but it is not a big problem.

After taking a deep breath, Chen Shaojie slowly calmed down.

At the same time, the host opened his mouth and reminded: "Five million two hundred thousand! This gentleman on the twenty-third bid five million two hundred thousand!"

It's 5.2 million now, is there anything higher?"

"Five million three million!"

Chen Shaojie held the sign in his hand and shouted expressionlessly.