Reborn as a great painter, with a system, you can be willful

Chapter 279: The auction is concluded
The lighting in the studio is soft and warm.

Jiang Zhe sat at the tea table, put his mobile phone on the table, turned on the speaker, listened to the sounds of the auction, and stared at the works in the catalog.

As the auctioneer made his bids one after another, his inner turmoil grew stronger and stronger.

After the auction price exceeded 2000, the bidders seemed to become cautious, increasing the price by 4000 or each time.

A minute later, the auction price rose to 8.6.

It is still tens of thousands away from the reserve price of 12, and it is still far from the last auction price of 29.

Jiang Zhe picked up the teacup, put it to his mouth, but didn't drink it.

"9!" the auctioneer shouted out the price.

Finally someone continued to bid.

Ripples appeared on the water surface in the teacup.

Jiang Zhe took a sip of tea.

He felt the tea was a little bitter, perhaps because it had been stale for a long time.

94000, 96000...

The price is climbing up little by little.

Jiang Zhe put down the cup, closed his eyes, stopped looking at the pictures, and just listened with his ears.

As the auctioneer called out the prices, the noise in the room seemed a bit noisy.

Wang Zhen was at the scene and saw many people chatting in low voices, seemingly not caring about the works being auctioned.

The auctioneer is trying his best to stir up emotions.

Wang Zhen remembered that the last auction of Jiang Zhe's works was completely different from the current one. What went wrong? Was it those rumors? Was the auction company's publicity useless?

At the same time, Mr. Huang casually raised his hand while chatting with his assistant.

The assistant immediately raised the sign in his hand and shook it.

The auctioneer immediately shouted, "One hundred and two thousand."

The assistant put down the sign and whispered to Mr. Huang, "Boss, don't you dislike this painter?"

Mr. Huang smiled but said nothing.

President Zheng, who was sitting not far from him, withdrew his gaze and smiled. When he noticed the assistant looking at him, his expression returned to calm.

Just now, Mr. Huang’s actions did not escape his eyes.

"Boss, would you like to make an offer?" asked the assistant.

Mr. Zheng shook his head.

"One hundred and sixty thousand... one hundred and eighty thousand..." The auctioneer called out the prices promptly and kept a close eye on the people who made the most bids and the buyers who participated in the auction over the phone.

There were several staff members nearby to help fill in the gaps and give reminders.

The auction price increased little by little and finally reached 12.

When Wang Zhen heard the price called out by the auctioneer, he breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the item didn't fail to sell, it would be fine.

She has always been worried that the failure to sell would affect the auction company's confidence in Jiang Zhe.

She knew that she couldn't show her worry at this time, and she had to cheer Jiang Zhe up.

Hearing that there was still no sound from Jiang Zhe, he picked up the phone and said, "Hey, Jiang Zhe, did you hear that?"

Jiang Zhe naturally heard it.

He was thinking that although he had reached the reserve price, it was still a long way from the last transaction price. If it was too far behind the last time, it would be embarrassing.

"I heard."

Wang Zhen said: "Don't worry, the price will continue to rise."

Jiang Zhe knew that Wang Zhen was encouraging him, saying that he was fine and could withstand any setbacks.

"Okay, I won't say anything more. Just continue listening." Wang Zhen stopped talking to make it easier for Jiang Zhe to listen to the live sound.

Jiang Zhe listened attentively, but heard the system prompt sound first.

He quickly opened the system and saw the prompt on the page.

Your work encountered unknown problems during the auction process, and it is very likely that the transaction price of the work will be lower than expected. Will you use rewards to increase the auction price?
Jiang Zhe saw that the reward with his accumulated funds was less than 10 yuan. However, once it was added in, it went against his original idea.

The sound continued to come from the phone, and the auction price reached 13 yuan.

Jiang Zhe decisively chose not to use the reward. Regardless of the price, he just wanted to see how much his work could be auctioned for.

I am only 20 years old and I have a system to support me. Even if I encounter a failure, it won’t be a big deal. So what if I am willful once?

No need!
He stood up and refilled the teapot with hot water.

Wang Zhen heard through the phone how steady Jiang Zhe's voice was when he poured water or served tea, and secretly admired his ability to keep his composure.

While she was distracted, the auction price finally reached 14.

Sitting in the buyer's seat at the auction venue, Mr. Jin was also paying attention to price changes.

She came to Shanghai and learned that the person she was following was also participating in the auction. In order to get more details, she ran to the auction site.

Seeing that the prices of Jiang Zhe's works have been rising, I began to wonder, is it possible that all the methods used before had no effect at all?
After the price reached 15, the auctioneer asked twice, but no one continued to bid.

That's it. Mr. Jin was relieved.

Just when everyone, including Jiang Zhe, thought it was about to end, President Zheng's assistant suddenly raised the sign in his hand.

The auctioneer immediately shouted, "16. It's 16, right?" He looked at Zheng Zhonghe and his assistant, hoping to get confirmation.

Mr. Zheng's assistant nodded.

"The current price is 16," said the auctioneer.

What a twist!

The few people who were paying attention to the price were worried again.

As if influenced by Mr. Zheng, several new buyers joined the bidding.

Next, the price increased faster and faster, from 2 to 4, and then to tens of thousands, and occasionally it would increase by at a time.

When Jiang Zhe heard the price continue to rise, his heart beat faster than before. He laughed at himself, saying that he still lacked some self-control.

The price quickly reached 26.

Mr. Zheng's assistant raised the bid again and raised the price to 27. He thought he would win the game, but unexpectedly, the auctioneer randomly called out, "28, 29 for the telephone bidding seat."

President Zheng looked at several familiar people in front of him, including President Huang, and they all withdrew from bidding when the price reached over 200,000.

He thought for a moment and shook his head at his assistant.

Although I like this painting very much, I have my own judgment.

"30, 31..."

"31. Are there any buyers who want to bid?" The auctioneer looked at several buyers who had bid a lot and said, "Would you like to try again? Maybe if you bid one more time, the painting will be yours."

The few people who were asked just smiled and said nothing, nor did they raise their signs.

There was a faint laughter at the scene.

Jiang Zhe has completely relaxed. The current price has exceeded the price of the last auction. As for how much higher it can exceed, it depends on what you want.

He felt a little thirsty, so he picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.

This glass of water has been left for too long and has become cold.

He picked up the teapot and refilled the cup.

"31, deal."

Finally heard this voice.

Jiang Zhe smiled. The noise at the scene became noisy.

After a moment of noise, Wang Zhen's voice rang out.

"Jiang Zhe, did you hear that? 31! Congratulations!"

Jiang Zhe said to the phone: "I heard it, thank you."

Wang Zhen said, "I was worried the whole time. I didn't expect that the price this time would be higher than the last time. Now, are you relieved?"

Jiang Zhe said, "Thank you. It's all thanks to your operation that we have this result." He looked at the time. The auction process felt very long, but in fact, only six minutes had passed.

I'll treat you to a meal when you come back."

"Okay, you can rest assured. But I guess someone will call you again." There was a smile in Wang Zhen's voice.

Jiang Zhe said: "You should go back and rest early."

Wang Zhen said, "I'll watch for a while."

"Be careful." After a few polite words, Jiang Zhe had just put down the phone when Manager Zhao called.

Manager Zhao was anxious to tell Jiang Zhe the good news.

Jiang Zhe thanked him again and agreed to continue cooperation next time.

He put down his phone, picked up the teacup, and drank the tea in one gulp.

The warm tea slides down the throat, with a slight bitter taste in the tea aroma, followed by a sweet aftertaste.

This pot of tea is steeped long enough, so the taste is stronger.

Jiang Zhe understood that his current achievements were achieved with the help of the system in laying a solid foundation, but this time he did not use the system's rewards, which made him even more excited.

He stood up and paced, eager to share the good news with others.

The first thing I thought of was my parents, then Chen Yan, my friends, and my teachers...

But, looking at the time, it's already quite late.

Jiang Zhe didn't want to disturb others' rest, but he was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

Just take out some practice paper, draw whatever you think of, and let it all out.

At the auction venue, the auction continues.

Jin Dong gritted her teeth. Because they were in a public place, she controlled the urge to curse.

Jiang Zhe's work has exceeded 30? How could this be possible?
She couldn't understand why this situation would happen again when the previous methods had obviously worked and the rumors that ruined his reputation had spread everywhere?

What is even more infuriating is that Qian Zhibin. The estimated value of his work is obviously much higher than that of Jiang Zhe's work, but the transaction price is actually lower than that of Jiang Zhe.

Bah, are those buyers blind?
Judging from the situation at the scene, Qian Zhibin's work was not bought by that person. That person may have bought Jiang Zhe's work. Thinking of this, she no longer wanted to watch.

Some people come and go at the auction.

As the auction draws to a close, many buyers have gone to complete the formalities.

President Zheng signaled to his assistant.

The two men stood up and walked a few steps along the corridor when they heard someone calling them.

"Old Zheng, wait for me, let's go together."

When Mr. Zheng recognized that it was Mr. Huang, he slowed down his pace.

When Mr. Huang caught up, the two walked side by side.

"Mr. Huang, congratulations. I see you bought two paintings."

Mr. Huang laughed and said, "You bought quite a lot. Why did you give up on the last painting?"

Mr. Zheng knew he was talking about Jiang Zhe's paintings. "It's over my budget. By the way, didn't you say that this painter has a bad reputation and you don't think highly of him? Why did you bid?"

Mr. Huang was not embarrassed at all: "If his works have the potential to appreciate in value, they can still be purchased. Facts have proved that those news have increased his fame. I have seen that many buyers have begun to pay attention to this painter."

Mr. Zheng said: "Some rumors can destroy people, while others can help people. Such things are unpredictable."

Mr. Huang asked, "Who do you think bought the painting?"

Mr. Zheng said, "I don't know the person holding the placard. I think he is an agent, like a buyer from Gangcheng."

"What did you find?"

"Based on my feeling, it feels like their method of bottom-fishing."

(End of this chapter)