Counterattack 1988

Chapter 774 Fighting
The auctioneer's tone was very sensational, and he kept yelling, encouraging others to raise their placards.

However, no one really cares.

Wang Lin didn't know why the auction house took such a box of coins as the first lot. Could it be that they wanted to use the most worthless things to test the depths of the water?

The people at the scene were also wondering, did they all know clearly that this kind of coin is not worth much?

It's not surprising to say that, because Wang Lin is a foreigner, he doesn't know the antique market in Dongyang, but most of the locals in Dongyang know it.

The auctioneer scanned the audience helplessly. Seeing that there were really no more bids, he gave up and shouted, "11 yen! This is the first time!"

Yun Ruorou sat upright, and cast a helpless look at Wang Lin.

Obviously, she thought Wang Lin was rich, but missed this omission, which is a pity.

Wang Lin just turned his head and looked at her.

Yun Ruorou's eyes are clear, clean eyes like Tianchi Lake, occasionally looking forward to, so sweet, silky, bow-like eyebrows, shadowing the full pupils.

The auctioneer's shout came from my ear: "11 yen! The second time!"

Wang Lin raised the number plate in his hand like a ghost.

"No. 98! 12 yen!" The auctioneer happily pointed to Wang Lin and raised his voice.

Yun Ruorou looked at Wang Lin in surprise, and then smiled.

Li Wenjuan and Xingzi looked shocked.

Xingzi asked Wang Lin puzzled: "What do you want to buy these coins for? There are many such things out there, and they are not worth much."

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Anyway, there is not much money, so let's just play around with it."

Sachiko smiled helplessly.

The number 55 in front turned around and glanced at Wang Lin's direction. At this time, Wang Lin had already put down his hand, and the other party couldn't see Wang Lin.

No one spoke or laughed at the scene. 12 yen is nothing to them, they just look at whether it is worth buying.

No. 55 didn't raise the placard again. Maybe he also felt that these coins were not worth fighting for with Wang Lin, and there were still many collections that could be bid for in the future.

The auctioneer continues to be sensational, trying to encourage another person to hit more auction prices.

However, no bids were made.

After the auctioneer shouted: "12 yen, the third time!", the hammer fell.

Wang Lin successfully photographed this box of coins.

When he was in the lobby just now, Wang Lin also saw this box of coins through the glass window, and the label said "a box of coins".

Like everyone else, he focused on the coins, because the coins are the main body of the auction, and the box is just an accessory to hold the coins.

Can Yun Ruorou actually see the difference in this box?
This surprised Wang Lin a little.

He didn't know Yun Ruorou well, and he didn't know what she did, but it was only a few thousand dollars, so it didn't matter to him, so he took a picture of her.

The next few auction items caused several rounds of fierce bidding.

Because Wang Lin didn't understand and didn't like these collections, he didn't bid.

Xing Zi came with Wang Lin, and she didn't have anything in her fancy, nor did she make an offer.

The painting that Wang Lin liked started to be auctioned off.

This is the "Girl in the Morning Light" that Wang Lin wanted. The starting price is 1000 million yen, 30 RMB.

If what Sachiko said before is true, then the starting price is not expensive.

The host was eloquently introducing the painter's life and his previous auction results.

Not everyone who came to participate in the auction knew about the painter, and the host's introduction could better attract others to bid for the auction.

Wang Lin's Japanese level is not a problem to cope with daily conversations, but it is a problem to understand too professional terms.

However, he doesn't need to know the painter's life, nor does he need to know the painter's genre and technique. What he likes is the painting itself.

Wang Lin only understood that this was the work of a French painter.

The host's eloquent introduction finally stopped.

Wang Lin is a calm person.

The last time the land was auctioned in Shencheng, he was able to wait until the end before raising his card, and he was able to fight out halfway and succeeded in one blow.

The more things you want, the more you have to pretend to be deep, so that people can't figure out the cards.

Those who participated in the bidding on the spot were all successfully aroused by the host's words to arouse their curiosity and desire to bid.

The people who raise the placards one after another, and the price increase is 10 yen each time they raise the placards.

Not surprisingly, the price soared to 2000 million yen.

Sachiko suddenly held up the number plate.

Wang Lin looked at her.

Xingzi smiled and said, "I'll take a picture and give it to you."

Wang Lindao: "No merit will be accepted."

Xingzi looked into Wang Lin's eyes and said softly, "Wang Linjun's birthday is coming soon, this painting should be my gift to you!"

Wang Lin was very surprised, because Xingzi actually knew about his birthday and gave him such an expensive gift.

The signage continues.

There were six or seven other people bidding on the spot. The momentum of these people raising their placards was unstoppable. Without hesitation, it seemed that they all had ideas for this painting.

Although Wang Lin likes this painting, he is not determined to win it.

He came to participate in the auction today, and he came here with the mentality of playing for fun. Of course it would be great if he could take a picture, but the price is really outrageous, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't take a picture.

Auction prices climbed all the way.

"Brother-in-law, is this painting so expensive?" Li Wenjuan asked in surprise, "Will it be one million yuan soon?"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Didn't you hear what Ms. Xingzi said? This artist's work once sold for a sky-high price of 300 million US dollars. How is that so? Even if someone offered [-] million yuan, I wouldn't feel surprised. "

Li Wenjuan said: "Brother-in-law, hyping up a painter's paintings can also make a lot of money."

Wang Lin snorted, thinking that Li Wenjuan was really Linglong.It is true that some people specialize in this kind of work, fancy a painter's work, and then use various means to hype it. As long as the hype starts, it will be a steady profit.If a piece of work sells for several million or tens of millions, and if dozens or hundreds of works are sold, the income will be very considerable.

The price of "Girl in the Morning Light" was 500 million RMB, and there were three people raising placards, one of whom was Sachiko.

When Xingzi called out the price of 600 million RMB, which is 2 million yen, Wang Lin couldn't calm down anymore.

He couldn't help stretching out his left hand, and pressed Sachiko's right hand: "Forget it, I don't want it. It's too expensive!"

Xingzi smiled slightly: "Wang Linjun, it's only 600 million yuan, is it too expensive for you?"

Whether 600 million is expensive or not depends on things and divides things.

Wang Lin felt that it was not worth spending so much money on a painting with an uncertain future.

The future value of this painting is beyond Wang Lin's cognition.

He was not sure if the painting would be worth anything in the future, and how much it would be worth.

If it is a work of a famous painter, and it can be expected that there will be room for appreciation in the future, then Wang Lin will buy it without hesitation, just like the paintings he bought at Beijin Painting Store before.

In order to prevent Xingzi from bidding, Wang Lin kept holding her hand.

Sachiko didn't pull it out, and let him hold it.

Surprisingly, as soon as Sachiko stopped, the other two stopped bidding.

So, the auctioneer started shouting: "No. 97, 2 million yen, the first time!"

Xing Zi chuckled and said, "Wang Linjun, I have already photographed this painting. Look, no one bids with me."

Wang Lin smiled helplessly: "Thank you. How can I repay your favor?"

Sachiko replied, "Just give me another present when it's my birthday."

Wang Lin really didn't know when Xingzi's birthday was.

When he was about to ask her, the auctioneer had already dropped his hammer. Congratulations to No. 97 for winning the "Girl in the Morning Light".

Xingzi smiled and said, "Wang Linjun, I finally took a picture of the birthday present I gave you."

Li Wenjuan was dumbfounded when she heard Xingzi's words.

This woman actually gave her brother-in-law such an expensive gift?

What Li Wenjuan can give is only the works she designed.

Even if she was sold, she couldn't afford a 600 million gift to Wang Lin.

Li Wenjuan bit her lip, her big black eyes turned around, she didn't know what she was thinking.

The next lot is an ancient calligraphy post.

Fatie is a model of famous calligraphy.

In the exhibition hall before, Wang Lin had seen this calligraphy post, which was written in cursive script.

Wang Lin was a poor student, and he didn't understand a word of the cursive script on the post. He didn't even know who signed it and who the author was after reading the introduction of the work.

This is the original post by a calligrapher in the Tang Dynasty in my country.

In Wang Lin's impression, he had never heard of this calligrapher's name, so he lacked interest.

The starting price of the Fatie is 100 million yen, which is 3 yuan, and the price is increased by 2 yen.

The price is not expensive.

But after the shooting started, Wang Lin was startled by the large number of people bidding on the spot.

Number plates came and went, and half of the audience raised their cards.

Li Wenjuan said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, it's just a few lines of writing, and it's still a ghost drawing. I can't understand a single word. It's so valuable?"

Wang Lindao: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. This is cursive script."

Li Wenjuan snorted.

The price of Fatie quickly rose to 10 RMB, and more than a dozen people were bidding.

Wang Lin looked left and right, only to find that Yun Ruorou had also been raising placards.

It turned out that what she wanted to buy was actually this post.

Yun Ruorou blushed, her expression was extremely excited, and every time she raised a sign, it was as difficult as lifting a weight.

Wang Lin asked: "Miss Yun, is this postcard what you want?"

"Yeah!" Yun Ruoju said, "But the price is too high! I can't afford it anymore."

Wang Lin asked her: "What is your psychological price?"

Yun Ruorou slowly closed her eyes, her beautiful eyelashes were covered together gently: "My psychological price? This post is in my heart, it is a priceless treasure! However, I only have 300 million yen in my pocket. "

Wang Lin was surprised and said: "Then you only have 9 yuan? The current price has exceeded your ability to pay. But it's okay, you can take the picture first, there is a deadline for payment, and you pay the rest within the deadline Just pay."

Yun Ruorou shook her head lightly: "I don't have any extra money to pay the balance."

While she was talking, she kept raising her sign.

Li Wenjuan stared at her and asked, "You don't have money to buy it, so you still hold up your sign?"

Yun Ruorou gritted her teeth lightly, and said, "Even if I let it fail, I can't let it fall into other hands."

Wang Lindao: "If the auction fails, you won't be able to get back the deposit you paid."

Before they entered the arena, they all paid a deposit.

The purpose of the auction is to prevent malicious bidders, so that each transaction of the auction can be carried out more quickly.

Since the auction is an anonymous transaction, there is no contractual relationship between the bidder and the consignor. Therefore, the auction deposit is a form of guarantee made by the bidder or buyer to the auctioneer.This is a civil agreement, and the law usually recognizes the validity of this agreement.

If Yun Ruorou succeeds in the auction but regrets the auction and does not pay the balance, then the 100 million yen security deposit she paid before will be deducted. 100 yen also has 3 yuan in RMB, and Yun Ruorou only has 9 yuan in total That's all.

Yun Ruorou gave a wry smile helplessly: "I didn't expect that such a high price could be auctioned for an obscure post."

Wang Lin asked: "Why did you have to take a picture of this post?"

Yun Ruoju said: "This is a relic of my ancestors. It has commemorative value and is also a rare overseas copy."

Wang Lin let out a cry.

The price has risen to 15 RMB, and there are still several people bidding on the spot.

Yun Ruorou had already made up her mind, either get it herself or fail the auction, so she kept raising her cards.

When the bidding reached the 20 RMB mark, other bidders suddenly stopped.

Not surprisingly, this post was won by Yun Ruorou.

When the auctioneer was about to announce, Wang Lin suddenly raised the number plate in his hand.

Yun Ruorou looked at Wang Lin in a daze: "President Wang?"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "I'll buy it for you, and you can pay me back slowly in the future!"

Yun Ruorou showed deep emotion!
She thanked Wang Lin gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Wang."

Wang Lindao: "The beauty of a gentleman's adulthood."

When the auctioneer dropped the hammer, Yun Ruorou's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

For the next few auction items, Wang Lin and others did not bid.

The auction came to an end.

The bronze set that Wang Lin wanted to buy was actually the finale!

Li Wenjuan smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, here comes the collection you want to buy."

Wang Linyun replied calmly, but he was a little bit murmured in his heart, this set of bronze wares is the finale of the audience, and the bidding price will definitely not be low!
He wanted to buy it and donate it to the national museum.

But there must be a limit to donating, depending on the true value of this set of things.

Wang Lin asked Xingzi, "How much do you think this set of bronze vessels is worth?"

Xingzi shook her head: "It's hard to say. The price of cultural relics is not fixed."

Wang Lin's heart couldn't help but sink.

The starting price for this set of bronze vessels is 5000 million yen!

Good guy, the minimum price is directly 150 million RMB!

Li Wenjuan whispered: "Brother-in-law, it's so expensive! It's almost 20!"

Eight vessels, starting price 150 million.

The key point is that these utensils are not big, they are table utensils and wine utensils commonly used in the home, they are not important utensils of the country, nor are they large bronze utensils, the price is not considered low, and this is just the starting price.

Xing Zi asked, "Wang Linjun, what is your psychological price?"

Wang Lin thought for a while and said, "600 million RMB, if it exceeds, I won't take it."

This price was also the bidding price for the painting that Sachiko took just now.

Sachiko nodded slightly.

Auction begins.

Wang Lin didn't immediately raise the placard, but first observed the bidding situation on the spot.

With such a high starting price, there were naturally few people raising placards.

Wang Lin counted, and there were six people bidding.

Raise your card and increase the price by 50 yen.

Prices go up all the way.

When the auctioneer called out [-] million yen, Wang Lin couldn't help but took a deep breath.

What he cared about was not the price of [-] million yen, but the number of people bidding on the spot. Not only did it not decrease, but two people joined the bidding!
It seems that a price fight is inevitable!

(End of this chapter)