The Last Mecha

Chapter 171 Auction ([-])

"This auction, in the final analysis, is a psychological game. For rich people, money is not so important. If you buy something you like and feel happy, it is also profitable."

After an incense stick of time passed, Jiang Song's boy Jerry was still chattering in Wu Gou's ears, and the central idea of ​​the previous sentence was often opposite to the next sentence, as if he only wanted to express his broad knowledge.

Wu Gou's left ear went in and his right ear went out. He wanted to change his seat, but during the moment of hesitation, the seats around him were full of young photographers, and there was not much room left for them.

For the sake of not attracting attention, he still sat where he was, with his mouth slightly open, and his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.

Suddenly the light in his field of vision dimmed for a moment, Wu Gou turned his head, and saw a few figures walking through the light curtain under the sunlit skylight in the distance, and the dark shadows stretched out long lines.

He narrowed his eyes, and saw that it was a high platform seat for VIP customers, and one of the two guests seated was his Master Jiang.

Wu Gou also knew another blond, blue-eyed, thin bamboo pole-like Breton man wrapped in a large gauze beside Jiang Mulin.

The corner of the current president of the Breton Chamber of Commerce flicked his lips slightly, and there was a gentle smile on his face that he subconsciously found annoying. He was very familiar with this Breton who was always used to laughing and stabbing knives.

Russell will appear here, which means that today's accident happened just as Wu Gou expected.

Everything went as he expected.

"Yo, look at those two."

Jerry poked his finger at Jiang Mulin on the top, obviously he also noticed the guest on top.

"What's wrong?" Wu Gou asked back.

"That old man, from Xia, did you see that?"

"Well, it doesn't look like you are here to participate in the auction, how can you still sit in that position."

"Hey, you don't understand this, don't judge people by their appearance. Hey, the owner of the Jiang Song Martial Arts Academy, a top martial artist, Jiang Mulin! I didn't expect someone to be in the newspaper three times a month."

"I didn't expect it to be so powerful?"

Wu Gou controlled his tone, full of surprise.

"What do you think? That's someone the emperor favors. If you can become his apprentice, your future will be infinitely bright. It's a trivial matter to live comfortably, and you can become a general in the future."

Jerry slapped the brand on the chest, as if talking about himself.

"That's great, if only he could accept me."

Wu Gou rested his head, his eyes bored.

"Oh, this kind of thing, just think about it, don't take it seriously, those who can be accepted by that one are all celestial beings, and the stars will shine on the day they are born."

"Really, I really want to see what the so-called heavenly beings look like."

Wu Gou responded one after another, resting one elbow on the armrest of the seat, silently observing the two people on the high platform.

Amiable, talking and laughing.

But I don't know why, but there is a cold feeling.

The curtain was drawn behind the round platform in front of you, and the auction had already started before you knew it. The sales official with mixed golden and white hair greeted the guests in Frank, and he could also act as Xia Guohua and Breton dialect. translation.

Lawrence's auction, at least on the surface, was denominated in the coins of the Xia Kingdom. This was the result of a compromise between the two parties after several unwarranted troubles from the city council.

The entire auction process was orderly, and within a blink of an eye, ten commodities had been sold, most of which were unprocessed raw products from Africa, such as whole ivory in normal condition, or cocoa beans counted by boxes.

The price of these things is clear, there is no mystery, and there is no chance of making big money or losing money. Most people shout to add to the fun, and raise the price for the enemy with malicious intentions.

The guest who held up the sign reported a number with a red face, and if the price increase was higher, some people would applaud him.

They are noble people, winners who have a lot of wealth and resources, not gamblers who have to get something after all they have to do.

Of course, this is just a normal time.

The current No. 11 auction item is an oil painting of sunflowers, which was made by a late famous artist in Europa. Due to a coincidence, it was transferred to Jiangsong, and was finally accepted by Lawrence.

Such situations are rare, but if you come here often, you will always encounter them.

As soon as the pair of sunflowers were displayed, the atmosphere on the field changed immediately. Many of Lawrence's guests were experts in this field. After hearing Lawrence's highly credible appraisal report, they immediately knew that there was a chance to make money. coming.

All the respectable faces suddenly tensed up, and the price went up all the time. Between a dozen or so rounds of shouting, it actually quadrupled.

"Add five hundred."

Wu Gou turned his head following the familiar voice, and saw that Jiang Mulin also raised his hand to raise the second price, but it was obviously just for fun, and there was no other movement after being overwhelmed.

The auction proceeded very quickly, and in a blink of an eye most of the products had been sold. Jiang Mulin himself even took an auction for a non-quality Qi sword, which was of good craftsmanship and high purity.

Out of the knowledge of his identity, that product once triggered an upsurge of bidding, but in the end it turned into a competition between Jiang Mulin and Russell.

Until the end, when the price was raised all the way to close to five figures, Russell smiled and did not accept the move.

"Why did Mr. Russell suddenly cut off his love?" Jiang Mulin asked.

"It's too expensive. Mr. Jiang has money, so there's nothing he can do."

"The dignified president of the Breton Chamber of Commerce, the number one merchant in the Far East, is there a time when he has no money?"

"Hey, bad luck, people always have their ups and downs."

Finally, the cart covered with gray cloth appeared behind the curtain surrounded by several people. It could be seen from the huge shape that it was a machine.

"Lawson Heavy Industry's second-generation biological machine tool is finally interviewed, and the healing ability of the first generation is obvious to all." The sales officer introduced, "It's a pity that there should be more products this time, but the freighter encountered an accident on the way. Kraken, the sea monster, escaped from the cargo ship that ascended to heaven and paid a high price. This is the only one left. The machine that has endured many hardships represents the highest masterpiece of the combination of biomedicine and Qi metal technology. What price will it cost? What about the deal? The starting price is [-]!"

The sales officer loudly reported this number, which was a little more expensive than the original price, perhaps due to scarcity considerations.

He stretched his fingers to the sky, and then embarrassedly ushered in the silence of the audience.

too expensive.

Nowadays, the price of the first generation of biological machine tools is generally around 1 excluding freight. The ability to kill viruses and genetic repair has passed the test of the market. Although the types of diseases that can be cured are limited, the second It was sold at [-] yuan, which is only the starting price, which really gives people a feeling of inflated high.

We must know that the Qi metal content of the biological machine tool is not high, and its value lies more in the internal scientific theory and technology. However, Lawson Heavy Industries made it in the form of a black box, so it is hard to say how much space there is for reverse engineering.

Even if it is bought for scientific research purposes, no one can guarantee how much research value it has.

"Ten thousand."

Wu Gou raised his hand calmly, his face was as calm as usual, and his voice attracted the attention of everyone present.

Countless eyes of different colors reflected the young man's face, and the guests showed suspicious expressions. This young man from Xia who suddenly appeared was undoubtedly a auctioneer, but was there really a buyer behind him who wanted to pick up a bargain, or was it an auction? No one knows about the shit-stirring stick he found himself.

After all, it is just a machine with no strategic significance. The commercialization of biological machine tools is mainly due to two shortcomings. The first is that as long as a machine tool records a person's genetic and body information, it will no longer be effective for others. The second is that the output is low and the price is expensive.

After all, this is just a toy for the rich. Lawson Heavy Industries has vowed to launch the second generation, and it seems that there is no essential change.

"1 yuan a time——" the sales officer pulled out a loud voice, and poked his red fingertips at him, "Is there any price increase? The whole Jiangsong is the only one, and if you miss the opportunity, you will never come back. "

"Twice for 1 yuan—"

Out of the corner of his eye, Wu Gou glanced at Russell on the high platform, and the Breton was still sitting still, not intending to make trouble at all.

"1 yuan—"

The salesman sighed, raised the wooden hammer in his hand and was about to drop it.

"Ten thousand and one hundred."

Another voice stopped his movements abruptly, and the person who made the sound attracted strange gazes again.

It turned out to be Jerry next to Wu Gou.

The boy with red nose turned his head to look at Wu Gou, the corner of his mouth twitched, "Unlucky, it seems our boss is looking at the same thing."

"How much money did he give you?"

Wu Gou frowned, but what Jerry got was a sly smile.

"secret."

"Ten thousand and two hundred."

"Ten thousand and four hundred."

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The sudden soaring price stunned the people present. The two of them did not give in, nor yelled. They just added one or two hundred, and before they knew it, the price had already exceeded thirteen thousand.

If it's Lawrence's Tor, it doesn't make sense to call it that.

The soaring price triggered other guests to follow suit. Some people tentatively called for two rounds and were quickly overwhelmed by Jerry's crazy bidding.

Wu Gou only quoted the price before the hammer fell for the last time, and the boy next door to him was like a bullfighting bull. He would fight everyone he saw, and every time he quoted the price after the first sound.

"It's kind of interesting, isn't it?" Russell smiled slightly, holding a cigar between his bloodless knuckles, then waved his hand downwards, and shouted twice in Jiang Song dialect and Breton dialect, "Ten thousand four thousand!"

"Jiang, don't you want to join in the fun?"

"Hey, machines, I don't understand, I'm a big bastard, what if you try to trick me into talking?"

Jiang Mulin waved his hand, his face relaxed, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

"How is it possible? I'm just kidding. At most, I'll raise the price and make trouble for you. The things on the table can't be done to make people lose face too much."

Russell smiled slightly, changed his foot and raised Erlang's leg.

Jiang Mulin was not away from him, silently sucking the candy in the kraft paper bag, the two of them stood next to each other silently.

But after ten back and forth, the price came to fifteen thousand.

After crossing this line, there were no troublemakers to disturb the situation, and now there were only two teenagers sitting next to each other who kept tugging.

Wu Gou tugged at his collar unconsciously, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. His veined left hand pressed down on his thigh slightly, but he was still trembling.

"Don't be afraid, brother, you're just here to help the boss bid, just shout as hard as you can before exceeding the quota." Jerry didn't forget to give him a little encouragement, and then raised his arm, "Add two hundred."

"But this money makes me shiver when I scream." Wu Gou gasped, and held up the sign with his reddened palm, "Fifteen thousand and five."

"Then how about this, you tell me the bottom line, how much is the bottom line given by your boss, I'll help you call it quickly - plus two hundred."

"From what you mean, it means that you have a plan in mind, and the amount in your hand is higher than mine. Add one hundred!"

"Hey, what if I say that there is no upper limit on my quota?"

".I don't believe it. You must be lying to me. It's just a machine, not an antique."

"Oh, I came for you, then go ahead and call, [-] thousand!"

Jerry added a few hundred in one breath, Wu Gou was shocked, and after hesitating for a moment, he reached out and said, "Add a hundred."

His act of digging and searching even caused a burst of laughter, not to mention winning or losing, after all, it has nothing to do with the two of them, but in terms of momentum, he lost all his underwear.

"Add five hundred."

Jerry didn't budge, and someone even whistled for his magnanimity.

In the blink of an eye, it had already increased to nearly [-], and Wu Gou's price increase had changed from [-] to [-] each time, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"[-], this is your quota, am I right?" Jerry smiled satisfied after seeing the panic in Wu Gou's eyes, and stretched out two fingers, "[-]!"

"Twenty thousand times!"

"Four million twice!"

Countless pairs of eyes looked at Wu Gou, and anyone could tell that the young man's quota had reached the end, and they just wanted to appreciate the defeated expression.

The selling officer didn't think he still had strength left, and the hammer head that was raised high in the air was about to fall.

"Add five hundred."

Wu Gou's words almost caused his disc to protrude.

A waiter who had been standing behind him with his hands behind his back immediately stepped forward upon hearing this, and said softly with a smile: "Sir, the amount you have verified in Lawrence is only [-]. If you want to increase the amount, you need to provide a new Lawrence certification." Bank account certificates, cash or equivalent property that can be identified in a short time."

As soon as this remark came out, there was a lot of laughter around. It was not like this kind of thing had never happened before. Those who were overwhelmed and yelled were guaranteed to be scolded by their employers after they left the stage.

"I still have."

Looking into the waiter's eyes, the boy silently took out a fresh letter from his pocket without hesitation.

Jerry's eyes froze for an instant, and even Russell on the high platform had ripples in the red wine glass held by his fingertips.

Where did it come from?

"Please wait."

The attendant took the letter and trotted all the way. He came back quickly after 3 minutes and said loudly: "Guaranteed by Jiaolong Foreign Bank, there is a valid account under Frank Financial Bank, with a limit of 2 yuan."

The audience was silent. Such a dramatic development exceeded everyone's expectations. Jiang Mulin's face remained unchanged, and he even looked at Wu Gou for a moment.

(End of this chapter)