The price full of gunpowder made Song Qingzhe can't help but clench his fists.

As the son of the richest man, he didn't want to lose face because of this, so he could only raise the number plate in his hand again!

"Fifty million!"

When he heard 50 million, Song Jinming couldn't help frowning.

This loser!

Buy a turnaround bottle for 50 million?

And the price is clearly higher than Huang Tingjian's "Pillar Inscription".

Does he still have a brain?

If there is really a bidding strategy, when the other party shouts 40 million just now, you should stop in time and let the other party spend 40 million as the big wrong.

With such a brainless auction, Song Jinming has already seen that his son is an idiot, and his brain is not fully developed at all.

Song Jinming got up and glared at Song Qingzhe fiercely.

When Song Qingzhe noticed the gloomy gaze from his father, he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

Shouldn't he be gambling on the moment?

Huang Ling suddenly curled the corners of his mouth, he didn't expect this kid to really shout 50 million.

I saw him put away the number plate and waited for the host to start the final word.

"Fifty million once! Fifty million twice! Fifty million three times! Deal! ”

Song Qingzhe was a little dumbfounded.

What's going on with the other party?

Why don't you continue to bid all of a sudden?

Isn't this supposed to be called to 100 million and then stopped?

Fifty million!

He spent a full 50 million, just to get away with it.

After spending it, I immediately regretted it.

"Dad, I ......"

Song Jinming glared at him, took a deep breath and said, "Go back and clean you up!" ”

Song Qingzhe lowered his head, suddenly feeling a deep sense of frustration, and at the same time couldn't help but look at Huang Ling.

I saw Huang Ling staring at him with hatred, as if the two were mortal enemies.

The smoke of the war did not subside.

Xia Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Huang Ling would really be the wronged leader.

I can't imagine that this kid has learned badly from himself?

After a few unsuccessful lots, the auction is finally coming to an end.

"Now we'll show you the last lot! Yuan blue and white jar Guiguzi descending the mountain! The reserve price is 30 million! ”

When I saw this last lot, everyone's eyes lit up.

If Huang Tingjian's "Pillar Inscription" is the pillar of this auction, then this Yuan blue and white is the finale of this auction!

This priceless piece of blue and white porcelain has a high collection value in the minds of everyone.

The reserve price of this blue and white jar has already persuaded many people in the auction to quit.

Nowadays, there are only a handful of people in the entire venue who can offer more bids.

When Li Yongnian and Li Haoxuan saw the picture of Guiguzi descending the mountain, their intestines were about to regret it.

In total, they have only 70 million yuan for this auction.

45 million has been consumed for Huang Tingjian's "Pillar Inscription" before, and now they can't even afford the reserve price of this blue and white can.

Although the whole venue was full of exclamations, there were very few people who really dared to bid for this lot.

As the richest man, Song Jinming prepared a whole 100 million yuan for this auction.

At present, half of it has been consumed by his uncompetitive son, and he wants to fight for the remaining 50 million.

At least if this piece of Yuan Qinghua can be photographed, it can make up for some losses.

After all, it is rare to see such a Yuan blue and white flower as the Guigu Descending Mountain, maybe it will be more popular and loved in the antique market, and it may reach a value of more than 100 million in a few years.

However.

Song Jinming completely ignored the summer night that had been gathering momentum.

There are 20 lots in the whole auction, and there are very few lots that can make a summer night willing to sell.

And right now, this picture of the ghost valley descending the mountain makes him fall in love with it at a glance!

In the previous life, this ghost valley descending map was destroyed after 2010, and I felt extremely sorry for the summer night at that time.

Now that it appears at the auction of Feng Mingxuan, Xia Ye is holding the mentality of being bound to get this lot.

Just when he was brewing a bidding strategy, Song Jinming, who was the richest man, did not play according to the routine and directly shouted 50 million!

Song Jinming is going to make the last desperate fight, and he is sure that no one can offer a higher price than this.

He knew all the hole cards of everyone in the venue.

As for the summer night, he didn't pay attention to it at all, a guy who didn't even dare to increase the price of Huang Tingjian's "Pillar Inscription", could the bid surpass him?

At present, the only threat to him is the father and son of the second generation of mines.

But just now, when Huang Liang was showing other lots, he took several pieces, and with a budget of 80 million, he now has less than 50 million left.

He couldn't fight to the death with the richest man at all, patted his thigh and regretted: "I really regret it!" I knew that some things wouldn't be filmed. This Yuan blue and white jar looks like a treasure, if this can be photographed back, how face-saving it is? ”

"Dad, you've taken so many shots, it's almost done. People only have two hands, and if they take the gold and silver bracelets, they can't take the jade Ruyi. ”

Huang Liang pouted and said, "Son, aren't you rich?" Why don't you take a picture of this thing for me? ”

Huang Ling hesitated.

He's waiting for a summer night to strike.

When he just turned his heart, Xia Ye didn't make a move, and he kept watching him perform with the son of the richest man.

Now this Yuan Qinghua is afraid that it will not let go of this opportunity on a summer night, right?

At this time, the summer night quietly raised the number plate in his hand, calm and calm.

"Five hundred and one million."

If it weren't for the fact that the minimum price increase in this auction could only be called 1 million, Xia Ye would have shouted 10,000 if he wanted to, anyway, as long as he was always a little more than Song Jinming.

Song Jinming, who heard 51 million, did not panic at all, held the number plate high, and calmly shouted: "60 million!" ”

The imposing Song Jinming was expressionless, and he didn't panic even if he didn't have enough cash in his hand.

"Brother Night, what should I do? This is the richest man in Dragon City, so it's hard for us to deal with it, right? ”

Xia Ye smiled and said, "I'm sure he can't afford to pay sixty million." Before turning his heart to bottle 50 million wine, he was bluffing me. ”

"Then shall we increase the price?"

"No markup. It just depends on how he ends up then? If he can't afford to pay for the Yuan blue and white jar, the lot will still go into my hands. ”

Yang Shihua suddenly realized: "I understand! The other party is deceiving you, but you are not bewitched by the other party. ”

Summer Night smiled and nodded.

At this time, Song Jinming's mood was extremely complicated, and there was a little cold sweat on his head.

Once he can't afford to pay 60 million yuan to buy blue and white porcelain, he will not only be blacklisted by the auction, but also pay compensation three times the reserve price of the auction.

That is, if he can't afford to pay 60 million, he will have to pay 90 million.

If he is currently insolvent, then he will have to seize the previous 50 million bids, and the remaining 40 million can only leave the venue.

Song Jinming took such a big risk, just to let Xia Ye fall into the trap of high prices, digging a pit for the other party to jump in directly.

But what Song Jinming never expected was.

The other party won't accept his tricks at all!

Some people died, but not completely......