With a 600,000 blurt out, immediately after, the wealthy businessmen present quoted the price one after another.

"Seven hundred thousand. ”

"Eight hundred thousand!"

"I'll give a million!" The person who said this was the person who was standing under the corridor with Wu Hou, not far from Wu Hou.

Wu Hou glanced at him deeply, and listened to the quotations in his ears, which were far higher than the limit of 500,000 that he could bear.

Mu Haisen sighed, "Isn't this the end of the calf? Then it's a fart, it's a million!" But when he spoke, his heart was still somewhat relaxed, after all, part of the money was his own, and if Wu Hou's bid was unsuccessful, he could take the money back.

Duanmu Shenjiu looked at the bidders silently, and his brows gradually locked.

"I'll give two million! At the beginning, the nouveau riche who wanted to take a picture of the Ruyi pot to make a urinal for his son laughed and quoted the price he gave, and glanced at Boss He who was sitting on the other side.

In the corridor, the man who shouted out the high price of one million put down his hand helplessly, and it seemed that he had given up.

The woman next to Boss He said, "Mr. He, this guy is a little embarrassed." ”

"It's just a low-level person, why bother with him, it's just a woman's painting, no matter how expressive the painting is, it's not as good as the woman you can touch, let him go." Boss He thought about it, but he just watched everyone bid, and sat there indifferently.

Some knowledgeable people said: "The painting is a good painting, but it is just an unknown woman, compared with the famous paintings in history, it is still a lot of value, two million, in the end, I don't think anyone will continue to bid in the future." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu really wanted to shout out the price of more than two million yuan, but if the auction was successful, wouldn't it be embarrassing if someone sent the painting over and his own side had no money to give it? The lord of the 100,000 mountains, who was invincible in the world thousands of years ago, could not afford to lose this person. So, he looked at the nouveau riche who bid two million, and gradually made a calculation in his heart.

"Two million once, two million twice, two million..."

"Three million!" a voice interrupted the presenter as he was reading.

The audience was in an uproar, and someone was willing to pay 3 million to buy this painting! Everyone looked for the person who was shouting, and they all looked at a table on the left. Boss He also followed everyone to look over, and happened to look at the boss, who looked at Boss He and made a provocative expression, as if to say, if you want to paint, you can bid to see who has money.

Around the table were two women accompanying them. The man hugged left and right, and from time to time a pair of hands reached out to the woman's chest and pulled it a few times, looking like a lewd man who wanted to be by the side of a woman.

"Such a beautiful woman, you can't get a real one, you get a fake one, it's also a kind of spiritual enjoyment, hehe. The man looked at the portrait on the screen, and the hands on the woman next to him were still groping.

When everyone saw such a man, they all showed disdain.

Three million is a rare high price for a little-known painting.

At this price, no one said that they wanted to bid, and such a high price was already an unacceptable price for most of the people present. For the bidding at this time, the wealthy businessmen who are in the middle have more than enough heart but not enough strength. The wealthy merchants in the upper class are the ones who have a pretty good control over women's sex and desires.

The host on the stage said, "Three million, do you have any friends who want to bid?"

The audience was silent, Wu Hou and Duanmu Shenjiu stood in the corridor, looking at the man with a smug face and bidding three million unhappily.

"Three million once, three million twice, three million three times, deal. The hammer hit the table, and the attribution of the beauty picture also settled with the hammer falling, finalizing the buyer.

Then, the polite lady of manners came to the man who had bid three million generously and decently, and put down the painting with a smile. The man also took out a bank card, and said indifferently: "Swipe the card, the password is six eight." Between the words, the temperament of a rich man is vividly expressed.

Some people are jealous, some people are envious, and the people who see this scene have their own thoughts in their hearts. And in the hearts of Wu Hou and Duanmu Shenjiu, there is indescribable bitterness. The two of them came to the beauty picture, but they didn't expect the beauty picture to be auctioned for a high price of three million, which made Duanmu Shenjiu unhappy at the same time, but also with a little pleasure.

After all, it is his lover, and the world's rare stunning face, even in the painting, is still unavoidable, and the world wants to have, blasphemous dirty thoughts. Men in this world are like this, sometimes you look like a high-sounding gentleman, but you will have different habits from ordinary people. The man who bid three million is this column, even if he can't get a real person, but this beauty picture hangs at the head of the bed, and after doing things with different women every day, he lies on the bed and looks at such a beautiful face, and his heart feels comfortable.

Wu Hou naturally saw this man's dirty temperament, and said hatefully: "This is fucking, it's really hateful!"

Duanmu God read countless people nine thousand years ago, and immediately said in a deep voice: "How can my things be taken away by others?"

Mu Haisen felt that there was something in Duanmu Shen's nine words, so he asked, "What do you want to do?"

Duanmu Shenjiu smiled and replied, "Don't do anything, I have an idea." ”

Wu Hou then asked, "Master, what do you think?"

Duanmu Shenjiu changed his posture, leaned on the railing, looked at the man who had bid three million from a distance, and said in a low voice: "Grab it!"

After Wu Hou heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Master, are you serious?"

"Can we still deceive you? We don't have enough money, and the portrait of your master can't be just like this, being taken away by a man with bad intentions, so there is no way, this time, for the teacher, I have to make an exception. Duanmu Shenjiu told Wu Hou, "Keep an eye on him, and after the meeting, I walked to the dark place on the mountain road where the light was not enough, and I took the painting over." ”

Wu Hou smiled quietly: "Hehe, okay, Master, don't worry, I must keep an eye on him." ”

Next, after the transaction of the beauty picture was completed, several good objects were auctioned. Among them, there is a thousand-worker stepping bed, which is very satisfactory in appearance and meaning, and is contested by several bosses sitting in the center.

Boss He, who bought the Ruyi pot, also bid for the thousand-worker stepping bed. Not for anything else, just for his family, the girl who is already nineteen years old. Since ancient times, there have been rules that women get married, and in ancient times, wealthy mothers would make thousands of jobs to pull out the bed for marriage. The bed is like a house, and in addition to the bed for sleeping and resting, there is a spacious area where there are dressers and toilets for getting up at night.

The bed was very exquisite, and before it reached the edge of the couch, it was only when I walked to the door on the edge of the dresser that I had to take off my shoes before entering.

It's a pity that the starting price of the thousands of workers pulling out the bed was 2 million, and in the end, the price was 12 million. This is also related to the fact that the thousands of workers pull out the bed, which is made of Huanghuali material.

Boss He is not a wealthy person, but he just thinks that the meaning of this thousand workers pulling out the bed is very good, so he wants to take a picture. But there was a friend from a wealthy family who was also present and auctioned a thousand workers at a higher price, but he couldn't do it, so he had to give up.

In the end, the host invited the last auction item, which was a pair of crystal clear luminous cups, quietly placed on the tray, silent but still gorgeous, even ordinary people at a glance, they also know that this is a rare treasure.

"A pair of luminous cups, in the absence of lights at night, can still emit a refreshing light, is a rare treasure from ancient times to the present. ”

"Luminous cup, starting price, two million. ”

The dignitaries and dignitaries present are all more or less, insiders who know some doorways, and they can see at a glance the beauty of this luminous cup. Just imagine, the elegant people who like to drink and taste tea, holding the luminous cup, sitting alone in the courtyard at night, away from those dogs and horses, facing the moon and the starry sky, holding the luminous cup that exudes eternal fluorescence, raising a glass to the moon, telling the depression in their hearts, or boldly expressing their feelings of life, what an intoxicating moment it is.

What's more, there was a poem, "Grape wine glow-in-the-dark cup, if you want to drink pipa, urge immediately." Holding the luminous cup, thinking of the optimistic and heroic emotions in the poem, does he also have an unknown heroism?

Boss He fell in love with this pair of luminous cups at a glance and wanted to take them into his pocket. But it has come to the final juncture, and everyone knows that this luminous cup, but the finale of the auction item, the value and condition, will definitely be better than the previous object. Therefore, Boss He's bid was rejected again and again.

The talented thousands of workers pulled out the bed and were fought for, Boss He was already unhappy in his heart, and now this last treasure, there are still people fighting with him, which makes him very angry.

"Thirteen million!" a man who was very fond of this pair of luminous cups and was also a well-known collector offered a price of one million more than the thousand-step bed.

The world says that martial arts people are relatively competitive, and the scene is bigger than the fairy fight, but who can understand, in fact, those rich people compete bravely, in the eyes of the poor, it is also a fairy fight.

Boss He's deep love for the luminous cup, although there was pressure, but in the end, he still shouted 15 million directly with a bid of more than 13 million. No one of the wealthy businessmen present was willing to come out and bid with Boss He.

Fifteen million, harvested this pair of luminous cups, Boss He didn't feel distressed, but handed it over to the woman next to him, and ordered: "Go, send it to the chief, with the Ruyi pot, and with the luminous cup, the wine is drunk, isn't it just like the fairy in the clouds?"

Although the woman is Boss He's subordinate, Boss He is kind and amiable to his subordinates, so his subordinates are like friends with him. So the woman asked, "Are you crazy? Fifteen million, and you gave it away again?"

Boss He smiled, still the same sentence, "Make a friend." ”

The woman took the luminous cup and went to Shi Youen's side again. After a while, after she came back, Boss He looked at Shi Youen who was holding the luminous cup from a distance, smiled and squinted, and nodded.

Shi Youen, who was sitting at the end, looked helplessly at the woman and the luminous cup on the table, and still repeated the sentence in his mind, "My boss is crazy, he must be your die-hard fan!"

The person who said before that Boss He borrowed flowers to offer Buddha and killed two birds with one stone, this would sit there, and he couldn't say that this Boss He was the one who went to bid for treasures at a high price under the idea of borrowing flowers to offer Buddha and killing two birds with one stone. After all, no matter how rich the businessmen present are, no matter how rich they are, they will not joke with this 15 million, no matter how rich you are, can you still be rich enough to take 15 million to engage in a face-to-face way of dating?