Huayi Auction House and Yanhetang Gallery are both properties of the Zhou Group, and the lots in this auction are all works of art, so Huayi set the location of the auction in the No. 7 exhibition hall of Yanhetang.

In addition to collectors, there are also many people from all walks of life who are interested in art investment.

Gu Yihuan is also here today, and his mother, Ms. Guan Zhengming, is a lover of pottery art. Hearing He Dongzhou say that Xie Shang will also come over tonight, Gu Yihuan looked around for someone as soon as he entered the gallery.

He saw Xie Shang.

"Fourth brother."

and Wen Changling.

Wen Changling wore a long white satin dress today, like a small white flower.

Many men brought their female companions over tonight, most of them were female companions holding men, Xie Shang and Wen Changling were not, he was holding Wen Changling.

Wen Changling's skirt was too long, and Xie Shang walked very slowly.

Guan Zhengming waited in place because of curiosity.

Xie Shang came over: "Aunt Guan." ”

The Xie family and the Gu family live close, and Guan Zhengming and Su Nanzhi have a good relationship.

She had just noticed the person next to Xie Shang: "Who is this?" ”

"My girlfriend." Xie Shang lowered his head and said to Wen Changling, "This is Xiao Huan's mother." ”

Wen Changling nodded in acknowledgment.

Guan Zhengming stared at her, and his eyes didn't take it away, as if he was looking at something rare.

Gu Yihuan dragged Ms. Xiaguan's bag: "Mom." ”

Ms. Guan Zhengming retracted her gaze: "Let's go in first." ”

When he entered the exhibition hall, Gu Yihuan asked Ms. Guan Zhengming: "Why are you staring at others?" ”

"How good it looks."

Guan Zhengming didn't recognize it, she had seen Wen Changling in the mourning hall of the Xiao Zheng family before.

Guan Zhengming's eyes have always been inaccurate, otherwise how could he look at Gu Yihuan and his father's prodigal. She commented on Wen Changling: "Wenwen is quiet and looks well-behaved." ”

Gu Yihuan muttered in his heart: Wen Changling is not well-behaved.

Hall 7 is very large, with chairs in the middle of the room, a glass booth directly above, an auction booth in the upper right, and security guards standing on both sides.

The auction house arranged Xie Shang's seat in the second row.

There are many familiar faces of Wen Changling today, such as the one in the upper left, the Xie family.

"Xie Shang, your dad is watching you."

Xie Shang has not yet brought Wen Changling to see the people of the Xie family: "Do you recognize him?" ”

"I've seen pictures of him online." Wen Changling glanced in Xie Liangjiang's direction, "Aren't you going over to say hello?" ”

"I rarely communicate with him in public."

Xie Liangjiang knew that Xie Shang had a girlfriend, but he didn't know who it was, he only heard that it was a nurse. Xie Liangjiang couldn't take care of Xie Shang's affairs, so he called and asked once, but Xie Shang didn't say a word.

Xie Qingze had an accident that year, Wen Yuan moved out of Fengzhen with a pair of children before the funeral, and Xie Shang didn't know how much Xie Liangjiang knew about Wen Yuan's daughter.

Xie Shang didn't want the Xie family to come into contact with Wen Changling for the time being.

He naturally blocked Xie Liangjiang's sight: "The auction is about to start." ”

Today's auctions are anonymous, i.e., the name of the author of the artwork is not disclosed during the auction process, allowing bidders to bid solely on the quality of the work itself.

This is the unique auction form of Huayi Auction House, and Huayi's explanation to the outside world is that investors in the market only pay attention to the reputation of the author when buying paintings, and ignore the works themselves, resulting in the increasingly commercial market of artworks.

As a result, most of Huayi's auctions are anonymous.

The first lot I brought up was an oil painting.

Each bidder has a number, and Xie Shang is number 018.

Wen Changling asked in a low voice: "Is it 258 mode?" ”

"Hmm."

However, Huayi's 258 model is a bit different, and the range of the bidding ladder will change with the value of the lot, 10,000, 100,000, and 1 million.

The unit of the bidding ladder is 100,000, then the second sign is 200,000, then 500,000, 800,000, 1 million, 1.2 million...... And so on.

If the unit of the bidding ladder is 1 million, then the second raise is 2 million, then 5 million.

The second lot is porcelain, a three-legged animal.

Xie Shang asked Wen Changling: "Do you want it?" ”

She shook her head.

The third lot is a fan.

Xie Shang asked again, "What about this?" ”

She still shook her head.

"I'm just here to see the excitement, not to buy it."

The thirteenth lot is an embroidered piece, "Yao Zhou", which is embroidered on Yao Zhou's terraced tea plantation.

The unit of the bidding ladder for this lot is 100,000 yuan, and when the bid reaches 2 million, Xie Shang raised his card.

The auctioneer read: "No. 018, two million two hundred and twenty thousand." ”

Number 033 raised his card.

Wen Changling took advantage of this time to ask Xie Shang: "Do you like this?" ”

"For you." Xie Shang raised his card again, "You just kept watching it, don't you like it?" ”

"No. 018, 2.8 million."

Someone raised a sign to increase the price, or No. 033.

Xie Shang was about to continue, but Wen Changling took his hand: "I don't like it, don't lift it." ”

The terraced tea garden embroidered in "Yao Zhoutu" is very similar to the tea garden in Fengzhen, Wen Changling just thought of Fengzhen and was distracted, not wanting this work.

At this time, someone raised a sign.

"No. 009, three million two hundred thousand."

It's Xie Liangjiang.

Xie Shang and Wen Changling both glanced over there.

After a few rounds, No. 033 gave up the bidding, and "Yao Zhoutu" was finally auctioned by Xie Liangjiang at a transaction price of 4.2 million.

Lot 21 is a calligraphy work, with a starting price of 100,000 yuan and a unit of 100,000 yuan in the bidding ladder.

There are two types of number plates for auction houses, red and blue, where the red number plate is an anonymous bidder, and the anonymous bidder can ask the auction house to keep his identity confidential.

"No. 067, 6.2 million, is there any bidding?"

The number 067 is a red number plate.

"No. 067, six million two thousand once, No. 067, six two thousand two times, No. 067, six two hundred thousand three times." The auctioneer smacked, "Deal." ”

This is by far the highest price ever sold.

Xie Shang glanced back.

Zhu Huanzhi sat in the penultimate row, unable to hide his joy.

Xie Shang sent a message to He Dongzhou: [Number, F418, Zhu Huanzhi]

The last lot is a bronze unicorn, and the highlight of tonight's event is the range of the bidding ladder is 1 million.

The second the auctioneer struck, an employee in the showroom walked out and made a phone call outside.

"Madam, the bronze unicorn has been sold."

"How much did it cost?"

"Thirty-five million."

It was the highest lot of the night.

At 9:40, the auction ended.

The main exhibition building of Yanhe Hall is a triangular building, the top is the highest point of the gallery, and the whole Yanhe Hall can be seen from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"You're too anxious."

The man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window didn't know what he was looking at, staring at one place for a long time, the shadow on the glass motionless, like a hunter lurking in the dark night.

"My old man doesn't have a few days left, and I can't watch Fu Ying's slut take away my Zhou family's property."

That's when the auctioneer comes in.

"Mr. Zhou, this is the transaction price of all the lots today."

Zhou Sheng looked at it: "The commission is as usual, and the hands and feet should be clean." ”

"Yes."

The man standing in front of the window turned around, and the auctioneer called him: "Jiang Shao." ”

The man took his coat and left.

Xie Shang's car was parked on the side of the road opposite the gallery, the lights were on, and the car was not moving.

"Why don't you leave?"

Xie Shang said: "Wait for Gu Yihuan." ”

Wen Changling asked, "Does he take our car?" ”

"Well, he's going to get something from me."

Wen Changling lowered the window, wanting to blow the night breeze, turned his head, and just stopped at the oncoming car. It was a white car, and the window was lowered the moment she looked past.

A hand stretched out from the car, the fingers were long and thin, with a cold bone feeling, and shook the soot.

The owner of the hand was looking at Wen Changling, staring at her majestically.

The owner of the hand can be regarded as the second male.

(End of chapter)