Feng Zhanhui turned his head to look at Lan Tianyu who was whispering, and sighed a little in his heart, such a young man is even worth his own effort to make friends. The future of young people always has infinite possibilities, but Xiang Lanyu, who does not have much background in itself, but can learn from Wan Lao and let Ling Gang stand on the platform, is still the first time he has met him.

With the help of these two powers, even if Lan Tianyu's own ability is mediocre, he should be able to achieve a career, not to mention that with Lan Tianyu's current performance, it is already unusually good, and future achievements can be expected.

Feng Zhanhui's most proud of his life is not his outstanding management ability, but his vision of people, especially tapping those talents with unlimited potential and still being buried, which is his biggest secret of success. Although it is impossible for Lan Tianyu to work for him, it is a profitable investment to make friends while he is not yet in the middle of his life. Feng Zhanhui has always believed that emotional investment is the investment with the greatest returns, and this applies to business operations, as well as to friends.

The sky-high price of 1.35 million yuan for a basket of tea cakes completely exceeded the highest estimated price of Lan Tianyu, and he was extremely satisfied with this price. According to this price, the hundred baskets of tea cakes he sacrificed were worth more than 100 million, and even the price of "Jiufang Gao" was unattainable. Of course, this is only a theoretical value, if he is in a hurry to sell all the hundred baskets of tea cakes now, the price will definitely be greatly discounted, and I am afraid that he will not even be able to recover 50 million.

It has always been rare and expensive, even if Pu'er tea cakes are consumables. If he wants to maximize his profits, he can only hide the quantity of such tea cakes and ship them slowly, so that the demand in the market will always remain in a state of hunger.

From this point of view, it will take a few years for all the tea cakes in his hands to be sold at the shortest, and the return of funds is not destined to be too fast.

Another half an hour passed, and the two jars of century-old Fenjiu in the blue sky and rain began to appear.

"The following is the best Fenjiu aging wine that has been aged for 120 years, there are two jars of lots, each jar is originally ten catties, and now the first altar is auctioned, with a starting price of 300,000 yuan, and now the auction begins."

After the auction began, the bidding was even more intense, and the scene was even more popular than the auction of Pu'er tea just now.

Although the 100-year-old Pu'er tea is precious, there are only a few people who like to drink Pu'er tea, and most people's bidding enthusiasm is not too high. But the hundred-year-old Fenjiu is different, basically everyone has the desire to taste it, if the price is right, I'm afraid everyone is willing to collect.

Under this psychology, the auction of 100-year-old Fenjiu was extremely popular, and in just two or three minutes, the price had broken through the previous minimum estimate of 300,000 yuan.

In the fierce bidding of everyone, the previous highest estimate of 500,000 yuan was also quickly broken.

"Five hundred and one thousand!"

"Five hundred and thirty thousand!"

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!"

There are still about ten people who continue to hold up their cards, and the price increase is huge.

waited until the price exceeded 600,000, which kicked most of the people out, and only two people remained to continue to compete.

"Six hundred and twenty thousand!"

"Six hundred and fifty thousand!"

Seeing that the two were about to split the winner, several rich people in the first row finally joined the competition.

"Seven hundred thousand!" Zhao Wenhai was the first to raise his card.

"Seven hundred and thirty thousand!" Zhao Yuanlang is not far behind.

"Seven hundred and fifty thousand!" Jin Duo raised his card for the first time.

"Seven hundred and eighty thousand!" Man Rui has been thinking about it since he drank the two glasses of aging wine brought by Lan Tianyu, and he has made up his mind to take this century-old Fenjiu into his pocket.

Not only these people, but also several sect disciples who came with Zhao Wenhai also raised their cards and joined the competition.

This sudden climax surprised and surprised the auctioneer, and he quoted higher and higher prices in a very fast voice, and his tone was full of strong demagoguery, which made everyone seated in the venue feel a little blood boiling.

After more than a dozen rounds of bidding, the price soon exceeded one million yuan. At this time, there were still three people left who continued to hold up the cards.

"One hundred and thirty thousand!" This is the price of Jinduo.

"One hundred and fifty thousand!" Zhao Yuenlong's offer did not hesitate.

"One million and one million!" Zhao Wenhai once again raised the price sharply.

When the price exceeded 1.2 million, Jin Duo gave up the competition.

"One million two hundred and fifty thousand!" Zhao Wenhai's price was quoted, and Zhao Yuanlang also chose to withdraw.

"One million two hundred and fifty thousand for the first time! Do you have any friends who are willing to increase the price? ”

"One million two hundred and fifty thousand for the second time!"

The auctioneer was just about to announce the final results, and there was a new situation in the telephone consignment table.

"Now there is a new situation, the entrusted seat bid 1.28 million, does the gentleman in the front row still want to bid?"

Unexpectedly, when the end was near, someone joined in, Zhao Wenhai frowned slightly, but continued to hold up the card.

"The gentleman in the front row bid 1.35 million, let's wait for the results of the entrusted communication."

"Okay, the latest quotation for the entrusted seat is 1.4 million, and now the price is back in the front row, please ask Mr. 168 to make a decision."

According to Zhao Wenhai's estimate, the price of 1.4 million yuan was slightly higher, he thought about it for a while, and finally raised his card and said: "1.5 million!" This is Zhao Wenhai's last bid, if the other party still continues to increase the price, then he has no choice but to give up.

This time, the entrusted seat communicated a little longer, which made Zhao Wenhai regret that the other party did not give up, but increased the price increase again: "1.6 million!" ”

As soon as this price came out, Zhao Wenhai stopped raising his cards and gave up the competition.

The hammer price of the first jar of century-old Fenjiu has settled, and the price of 1.6 million yuan is a sky-high price that everyone expected.

With the example of the first altar auction, although the price of the second altar is slightly lower, it has also reached an ultra-high price of 1.45 million.

What surprised Zhao Yuanlang was that Feng Zhanhui had not participated in the bidding all along.

"A hundred years of Fenjiu is definitely a rare treasure, isn't Mr. Feng interested in such a fine wine?" Zhao Yuanlang directly asked the doubts in his heart.

"I estimate that this kind of perfectly preserved jar-filled Fenjiu, Mr. Lan has not only these two altars auctioned, but there should be some others, and I guess he should sell them one after another. We might as well give this rare opportunity to others, I think Mr. Lan will not let us go home empty-handed at that time. Feng Zhanhui is very sure of his judgment.

As a successful businessman, he guessed that there should be a lot of century-old Fenjiu in Lan Tianyu's hands, and this kind of hunger marketing method is very common, but it is also very effective. He took the initiative to buy the century-old tea cakes and Fenjiu in Lan Tianyu's hands, which could not only meet his own needs, but also take advantage of this to get closer to Lan Tianyu, which was a move to kill two birds with one stone.

"It's still Mr. Feng who thinks about it clearly, according to this, I still have a chance to get a hundred years of Fenjiu, which is really good!" Zhao Yuanlang is a good wine, and he was a little happy when he heard the words