Chapter 373: Antique Trading
"Now I announce that this auction has officially begun!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The guests in the audience were also very face-saving and gave just the right amount of applause.
"Thank you!"
"Without further ado, let's start the auction officially!"
"The first lot in this auction, please!"
After the beautiful auctioneer finished speaking, two staff members wearing red cheongsams came to the exhibition area with the first lot.
At this time, the large screen behind the auction table also began to change, and it became a lot in the exhibition area.
"The first lot in this auction, Picasso's creative manuscript, has a starting price of 1 million RMB, and each increase shall not be less than 50,000 yuan!"
"Start bidding now!
As soon as the beautiful auctioneer finished speaking, the following was already boiling.
Picasso's name is world-famous, even if it is not a real painting, just a manuscript, it is also very collectible.
Especially the foreigners off the field, although many of the countries they live in are economically developed countries.
However, many of them are not very old and there are too few things to collect, and Picasso's is one of the items that is very worthy of collection and great collection value.
What's more, they also want to auction off the cultural relics of China, but unfortunately, with the development of China, in recent years, there have been relevant laws and regulations to prohibit the outflow of cultural relics.
And Su's auction house also has a secret rule, that is, it is forbidden to auction crooked nuts to Chinese cultural relics, even if it is a cultural relics of the late Qing Dynasty!
Smuggling and selling cultural relics abroad will be blocked by the whole industry!
Under such rules, there are still many foreigners who come to the auction.
Because, now Su's Auction House has gone international, and the auctions are no longer limited to Chinese cultural relics.
For example, Picasso's famous paintings on stage!
"A million!"
"One hundred and fifty thousand!"
"One million and two million!"
"One million and three million!"
"Two million!"
“……”
"Two and a half million!"
"Three million!"
The crooked nuts in the field raised their cards one after another, and even many Chinese participated in the auction!
………
The second floor of the box.
James walked on the sofa and looked at the hot bidding below, reached out to pick up the wine glass, shook it slowly, and said: "Yes, it is worthy of the world-famous Su auction house, and it turned out to be Picasso's manuscript as soon as it was made, so it was not in vain for me to participate in this auction!" ”
"Young master, although this Picasso manuscript is not a painting, it still has a lot of collectible value, do you want to bid?"
Next to the young man's sofa, the middle-aged man who was standing respectfully bent down and said.
For consortia and families like them, one of the things they like to do the most is to collect, if nothing else, but simply to have collection value.
Money only depreciates, but cultural relics become more valuable as time goes by.
"Since I'm here, I naturally can't come in vain, didn't the person in charge just say it, I hope I return with a full load!"
"Although the value of the manuscript is not very large, the collection value is still good!"
"But this damn Su auction house doesn't even allow us to participate in the bidding for Huaxia's cultural relics, it's really racist, hmph, didn't you say the name of our Rothschilds?"
James glanced at the butler next to him in annoyance.
"Young master, I said it, and I also said that you are the descendants of the Rothschild family, but the responsibility of the auction house is not to let go, and it is also said that even if the boss of the United States comes..."
Seeing that his young master was unhappy, the housekeeper hurriedly bent down to explain, and took out his responsibility as soon as possible.
The tyrannical aura in James's eyes kept surging, and he said: "The tone is really big, this is also in China, if it is in Western Europe, I have to let Luthor open the meat!"
"I'm going to see if the head of this auction house has a bone that even Luthor is biting!"
The housekeeper was speechless, Luthor was a young master who raised a precious Tibetan mastiff in Western Europe, and its lethality was comparable to that of a forest bird of prey.
"That's right..."
James suddenly remembered something, "I heard that the boss of the Su Auction House likes cultural relics, didn't our family collect a few Chinese cultural relics before, you go and talk to the boss to see if I can exchange a bronze wine glass!" ”
"Antiques can't be bought and sold, can't we exchange them yet?"
“……”
The housekeeper hesitated, "This..."
James was angry, "You go and ask, if it doesn't work, forget it..."
Seeing that his young master was angry, the housekeeper nodded again and again, "Okay, I'll go and see..."
With that, the butler quickly walked out of the box.
……
Ten minutes later, in Su Mo's box.
The laughing fox pushed the door open.
Lao Hu, Fatty, and Yingzi all looked up.
The laughing fox came and whispered a few times in Su Mo's ear.
Su Mo raised his eyebrows, "Really? ”
Xiaohu nodded heavily, and immediately took out a list, "I heard that housekeeper say that this is a small part of their collection of Chinese cultural relics..."
"If you agree, they want to exchange an equivalent artifact..."
Su Mo looked down and saw that there were more than a dozen Chinese cultural relics on the list, and the first place was the head of a certain zodiac in the Old Summer Palace.
Su Mo thought for a moment, "Please let them in, I'll talk to the heir of the Rothschild family in person..."
"Yes!"
The laughing fox nodded and turned to leave.
After a while, James, the butler, and a black strong man bodyguard walked in.
"Mr. James..."
Su Mo got up, "Hello, I'm the boss here!" ”
James was stunned for a moment, "You... Is it the boss here? You don't look a few years older than me, do you? ”
"Hahaha."
Su Mo laughed, but did not entangle this question with this crooked nut, "Mr. James, you are really fluent in Chinese, come, please take a seat!" ”
James sat on the opposite side of Su Mo, with the butler and bodyguard standing behind him.
"Mr. Su..."
James said truthfully, "Have you read the list of treasures?" Are you satisfied? ”
Su Mo nodded, "I've seen it, Mr. James, please tell me a price, I will definitely pay back!" ”
James frowned, "Mr. Su, I think you misunderstood me, I like your country's antiques very much, especially bronzes... I mean I want to exchange it for the same price as you..."
Su Mo shook his head, "Bronze is a national treasure, and we are not allowed to leak it..."
James' face sank.
"Fack!"
The black bodyguard scolded angrily, and immediately took out a pistol from his arms and put it on Su Mo's head, "We... Family... The young master's words... Listen up! ”
The black bodyguard's words were a little lame, but fortunately, Su Mo could understand it.
"Hehe..."
Su Mo sneered and glanced up at the black man.
The black man's face froze, and his eyes were distracted.
"Bang!"
The black man committed suicide on the spot in Su Mo's box.
"Hey, hey, hey..."
James yelled, "What are you doing? ”
"Can anyone tell me what's going on?"
(End of chapter)