I really don't want to be red

Chapter 394 Is it a mistake?

"Oh?" Lin Baili really wanted to know his opinion, "Tell me!"

Dong Yuyang smiled and said, "Old Lin, are you trying to test me?"

"That's not what you mean, tell me, don't waste time, you didn't see that someone has offered 500 million just now!"

"500 million?" Dong Yuyang snorted, "I can't even buy a word!"

Good guy!
Lin Baili and Liu Qianshan's hearts skipped a beat at the same time. Is Dong Yuyang planning to spend a lot of money to buy this painting?

Dong Yuyang squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while before saying: "Good poem!"

"In one article, every sentence is in rhythm, and in one sentence, every word is in rhythm!" He sighed as he said, "The person who writes poetry is a genius, and the seven rhythms and eight sentences are all correct. There is no one before or after!"

He is really not exaggerating, there really is no such poem in this world.

Even if this poem is placed in another world, it is one of the few good poems in the past and present.

Taking it out now, it is not surprising that Dong Yuyang can be shocked.

Those who are not shocked... are because they don't understand, they don't know how to analyze the deeper things in the poem, they just think it's good, and they don't know how good it is, or how good it is.

They are analyzing here, and the host has already announced, "Please bid below!"

It's not a celebrity, it's not an antique, although the poem is good, it's probably worth a hundred thousand or so.

This is what most people think.

Zhou Yilun asked curiously, "Mr. An, is this your work?"

Over there, Liu Na pursed her lips and smiled.

It seems that some people still guessed it, but after thinking about it, it is understandable that these people are close to An Ran, and it is not unusual to know that he is powerful.

Li Xinying looked at the screen, then at An Ran.

"I didn't see it, your calligraphy and painting are not bad!"

Gu Qingyin admired it even more now, "Is it really Teacher An's work? Teacher An, you are so amazing..."

At this time, the little girl has completely become a fan of An Ran. She just thinks that there is no such perfect person as Teacher An in the world. She can write songs well, and her poems, calligraphy and paintings are also vigorous, and she can play the piano...

Oh my god, you were never born in heaven, entertainment is like a long night!

An Ran couldn't stand Gu Qingyin's adoring eyes, coughed and said, "Hurry up and watch the auction, huh? Why hasn't anyone bid yet?"

Li Xinying curled her lips, this guy didn't deny it, and Liu Na laughed weirdly again, probably it was this guy's handwriting.

The gods and gods are weird, and they want to sell but don't talk about it.

Is there any conspiracy here?

Just as he was thinking, the Korean man yelled again, "500 million!"

This person is really rich and powerful, and the person who listened to the voice of asking the price grinned.

It's not an antique, why are you shouting so loudly?
"600 million!"

What the hell!

What about haunted?
Now the guests were a little uncertain. Could it be that this work really has some kind of skill, and how come the bids are so high one by one.

The price increases are all 100 million, 100 million plus.

They don't understand here.

Cha Tae Geun and Yoo Sung Hyun didn't understand even more.

What the hell, you all took the wrong medicine, didn't you tell you not to take pictures of this celadon bottle?

Why did you come up with a total of 500 million, this is not over yet, there is an additional 100 million over there!
Is this an intention to make things difficult for Lao Tzu?
Liu Chengxuan's face turned green.

Over there, Che Taigen slapped his head, "It's a bad thing!"

"What?" Liu Chengxuan asked.

"Just now it seems that we didn't finish talking, they answered the phone, and forgot to tell them later!"

Liu Chengxuan was stunned for a moment, as if that was the case.

Those few people were very busy, they called for a while, and they only talked about what was said before, and they walked away before they had time to say anything behind.

When it was over, their side was full, and the organizer re-arranged a table for those people.

This is a misunderstanding!
"Call quickly!" Che Taigen said.

Although this is not a formal party, but I went over to ask for it, and An Ran can tell it at a glance.

Liu Chengxuan quickly picked up the phone.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

No one heard.

Liu Chengxuan looked at the table.

Damn it, those guys are bidding wildly like chicken blood, with all their mobile phones on their bodies, probably turned off the mute, no one is looking at them at all.

"700 million!"

"800 million!"

The host on the stage and the audience in the audience couldn't accept it.

These sticks seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood. No one else bid, it was all their table that was bidding wildly.

Every time it is 100 million upward increments.

It will soon break the 1000 million record set by Enron just now.

Here Lin Baili said: "Mr. Dong, why don't you bid yet? This is a rare good thing."

Dong Yuyang took a sip of tea happily, and said calmly: "Don't worry, how much can you pay for a few sticks? Today's work, I must win it!"

Lin Baili nodded, and then he was a little confused, "Old Liu, what do you think those sticks are for?"

Liu Qianshan was also puzzled, this is a bit weird.

Shaking his head, he said, "I don't know."

If the auction price of An Ran's works is higher than theirs, then the Hanzhou Cultural Exchange will lose miserably this time.

But just a few guys are desperately raising the price there, are they full?
Cui Zhenmin had a proud expression on his face, "The Xiazhou people were probably shocked by our bid, but no one bid!"

Mr. Li said with a smile: "Xiazhou people don't have the level of appreciation. No one bids for such a good work. They have no eyes."

"But speaking of it, these guys have made great progress. The work is definitely a good work. It is not a loss to pay a high price!" Speaking of this, Cui Zhenmin shouted: "900 million!"

Mr. Li said with a "hehe" smile, "How much does Mr. Cui plan to pay?"

"I think 1500 million, it must be higher than that guy!"

"I think 2000 million is more appropriate. After all, the auction of that guy's work has not yet started. To be on the safe side, let's pay a higher price!"

"It makes sense!"

Cui Zhenmin shouted: "1000 million!"

boom!
Everyone is not calm.

Another 1000 million, is this bottle worth so much?

Everyone in the audience held their breath and their hearts were beating violently.

This is just an ordinary work with no cultural value, yet it was sold at a high price of 1000 million!

And it's not over yet.

Che Taigen was on the phone desperately, almost crying.

You guys stop playing, this is not our work, can you answer the phone?

But those few didn't even intend to take out their phones to take a look.

"1100 million!"

"1200 million!"

Bidding in turn, elated.

Each of you bid, right? We raise it ourselves!

Che Taigen was in a cold sweat, and hurriedly edited the text message.

I just wish one of them would pull out their phone and take a look.

Just in the middle of editing the text message, I suddenly heard an angry voice shouting: "I will pay 1 million!"

boom!
The atmosphere in the whole hall exploded instantly.

Everyone looked at Dong Yuyang.

The richest man has made another move...

This time it turned out to be [-] million!
An Ran also looked confused, what the hell am I...

Are you taking money for money?Why don't I feel that my works are so valuable?
(End of this chapter)