People are in Panjiayuan, and they fool Lao Hu to rob the tomb at the beginning

Chapter 323 Antique Trading
"Now I announce that this auction will officially begin!"

"Clap clap clap clap!"

The guests in the audience were also very face-saving and applauded just right.

"Thank you everyone!"

"Not much to say, let's start the auction!"

"Please invite the first lot of this auction!"

After the beautiful auctioneer finished speaking, two staff members in red cheongsams came to the exhibition area with the first lot.

At this time, the screen on the big screen behind the auction table also began to change, and it became an item in the exhibition area.

"The first item in this auction, Picasso's creative manuscript, has a starting price of 100 million RMB, and each increase must not be less than 5 RMB!"

"Bidding now!
As soon as the beautiful auctioneer finished speaking, the following was already boiling.

Picasso's name is world-famous, even if it is not a real painting, but just a manuscript, it is also very valuable for collection.

Especially the foreigners off the court, although many of them are from countries with developed economies.

However, many histories are not long, and there are too few things that can be collected, and Picasso's things are just one of the items that are very worthy of collection and have great collection value.

What's more, they also want to auction Huaxia's cultural relics, but unfortunately, with the development of Huaxia's experience, in recent years, relevant laws and regulations have been issued to prohibit the outflow of cultural relics.

And Su's Auction House also has a secret rule, that is, it is forbidden to auction Chinese cultural relics, even if they are cultural relics from the late Qing Dynasty!
If you smuggle and sell cultural relics abroad, you will be banned by the entire industry!

Under such rules, there are still many foreigners who come to participate in the auction.

Because, the current Su's Auction House has gone international, and the auction items are not limited to Chinese cultural relics.

For example, the famous Picasso painting on the stage!
"100 million!"

"One million and fifty thousand!"

"120 million!"

"130 million!"

"200 million!"

"..."

"250 million!"

"300 million!"

The crooked nuts in the field raised their cards one after another, and even many Chinese participated in the auction!
.........

Box on the second floor.

James leisurely walked on the sofa and looked at the enthusiastic bidding below, reached out to pick up the wine glass, swayed slowly, and said, "Yes, it is indeed the world-famous Su's Auction House, and it turned out to be Picasso's manuscript when it was sold. It was a waste of my participation in this auction!"

"Master, although this Picasso's manuscript is not a painting, it still has a lot of collection value. Do you want to bid?"

Beside the young man's sofa, the middle-aged man standing respectfully bent over and said.

For consortiums and families like them, one of their favorite things to do is to collect, not for anything else, but purely for the value of collection.

Money will only depreciate, but cultural relics will become more valuable as the years go by.

"Since I'm here, naturally I can't come here in vain. Didn't the person in charge just say that I hope I return with a rewarding experience!"

"Although the value of the manuscript is not very high, the collection value is still good!"

"But this damn Su's Auction House doesn't allow us to participate in the auction of Chinese cultural relics. It's really racist. Hmph, didn't you mention the name of our Rothschild family?"

James cast an annoyed glance at the butler next to him.

"Master, I've said it before, and I also said that you are a direct descendant of the Rothschild family, but the person in charge of the auction house just didn't let go, and even said that even if the boss of the United States came..."

Seeing that his young master was unhappy, the housekeeper quickly bent down to explain, and immediately removed his responsibility.

The tyrannical breath in James' eyes kept surging, and he said: "It's so loud, this is in China, if it's in Western Europe, I have to let Luthor have sex!
"I want to see if the bone of the head of the auction house can even bite Luthor!"

The butler was speechless, Luther was a rare Tibetan mastiff raised by the young master in Western Europe, and its lethality was comparable to forest birds of prey.

"correct…"

James suddenly remembered something, "I heard that the owner of Su's Auction House likes cultural relics. Our family collected a few Chinese cultural relics before. Go tell the boss and see if I can exchange it for a bronze wine glass!"

"Antiques can't be traded, why can't we exchange them?"

"..."

The butler hesitated, "This..."

James became angry, "Go and ask, if it doesn't work, forget it..."

Seeing that his young master was angry, the housekeeper nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I'll go and have a look..."

With that said, the butler quickly walked out of the box.

……

Ten minutes later, in Su Mo's box.

The laughing fox pushed the door out.

Old Hu, Fatty and Yingzi all looked up.

The laughing fox came and whispered a few times in Su Mo's ear.

Su Mo frowned, "Really?"

The laughing fox nodded heavily, and immediately took out a list, "I heard from the housekeeper that this is a small part of the Chinese cultural relics they have collected..."

"If you agree, they want to exchange equivalent cultural relics..."

Su Mo looked down, and saw that there were more than a dozen Chinese cultural relics on the list, and the first one was the head of a certain Chinese zodiac animal in Yuanmingyuan.

Su Mo thought for a moment, "Please come in, I will have a detailed discussion with the heir of the Rothschild family..."

"Yes!"

The laughing fox nodded, turned and left.

After a while, James, the housekeeper, and a strong black bodyguard walked in.

"Mr. James..."

Su Mo got up, "Hi, I'm the boss here!"

James froze for a moment, "You... are the boss here? You look a few years older than me, don't you?"

"Hahaha."

Su Mo laughed, but he didn't bother with this crooked nut, "Mr. James, your Chinese is really fluent. Come, please sit down!"

James sat opposite Su Mo, and the butler and bodyguards stood behind him.

"Mr. Su..."

James said truthfully, "Have you read the baby list? Are you satisfied?"

Su Mo nodded, "I've seen it, Mr. James, please tell me a price, I will definitely pay back!"

James frowned, "Mr. Su, I think you misunderstood me. I like antiques from your country very much, especially bronzes...I mean, I want to exchange with you at the same price..."

Su Mo shook his head, "Bronze wares are national treasures, we don't allow them to leak out..."

James' face darkened.

"Fake!"

The black bodyguard cursed angrily, and immediately took out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Su Mo's head, "Our... family... young master's words... listen carefully!"

The black bodyguard's words were a bit lame, but fortunately Su Mo understood.

"Ha ha…"

Su Mo sneered, and glanced up at the black man.

The black man's face froze, his eyes lost their focus.

"Oh!"

The black man committed suicide on the spot in Su Mo's box.

"Hey Hey hey…"

James yelled, "what are you doing?"

"Who can tell me what's going on?"

(End of this chapter)