My Xiuxian QQ

Chapter 325
"360 million!"

"370 million!"

"450 million!" The agent of Panasonic Group held up the placard again, with an attitude of death on his face, as if no one should compare money with me, otherwise I will use the money to smash you to death.

"500 million!" A burly man with a Northeast accent shouted, "Little Japan, you can increase the price, believe it or not, I won't let you out of this building!"

Throughout the ages, the most taboo thing in auctions is this kind of threat. To put it lightly, it is sabotaging the auction, and to put it seriously, you are not giving face to the gold master behind the auction house!

But this time, no one came forward to blame the Northeast guy, and many people echoed him.

"Brother is right, fuck the little Japan to death!"

"Our Chinese antiques should be collected by ourselves!"

The representative of the Panasonic Group snorted coldly: "Everyone knows it well, this is clearly stolen goods from our country!"

"You are fucking deaf. The auction host has already said that this is something that was used by our former Chinese emperor. This is our Chinese antique. When did it become yours? Ah, you grandson!"

Everyone insulted this representative one after another.

But he had been prepared for a long time. Although his face was not good-looking, he could still sit still and continue to increase the price.

Soon, the price reached 600 million. At this time, the faces of those who were still bidding were not very good-looking. The maximum value of this bowl was 400 million. At this time, it reached 600 million, which is an inflated 200 million. Buying it back is also a loss. .

But the representative of the Panasonic Group was still bidding. It was not until the price reached 800 million that the representative stopped bidding, and the bowl was taken by the Northeast owner.

But the latter's face was extremely ugly. He was too full of words just now, so he had to add all the way. Now the price has completely surpassed the bowl, and he lost nearly 400 million yuan. By the way, he has to pay taxes for this auction, which may cost 1000 million yuan !

The heart of the Northeast man is broken!

In the box, Zhou Wangba finally finished arguing with Wawa. With decades of life experience, he defeated Wawa. At this time, Wawa was squatting in the corner, with round eyes red, and Zhou Wangba said that he doubted life.

"Fangyuan, you've made a fortune. I think this bowl is worth 400 million at most. I didn't expect to sell 800 million. I made 400 million for nothing. Do you want to give half to me, brother?" Zhou Wangba beat baby, feeling very happy.

Fang Yuan didn't bother to pay attention to him.

But at this time Qi Wangsun spoke.

"Brother Fang, I think this may be wrong!"

Zhou Wangba was not happy: "Nonsense, why is this wrong?"

Qi Wangsun said: "Auction bidding is normal, but if every antique is bid like this, the situation will be bad."

Everyone sitting here is not stupid except dolls, and they soon understood.

Fang Yuan's eyes turned cold, and he looked coldly at the representative of the Panasonic Group below.

Sure enough, the subsequent auction was won by Qi Wang and Sun Yan, and every piece of antique was sold by the representative of the Panasonic Group, and the price nearly doubled.

Every local tyrant who took pictures of antiques was unhappy, feeling that he had been taken advantage of, and lost millions for nothing, and some antiques were originally priced at tens of millions, and if they were doubled, they would lose even more!

"This grandson is clearly sabotage!" Zhou Wangba gritted his teeth, but he couldn't break out, because the man didn't break the rules of the auction at all, he just kept asking the price, and the asking price is the most profitable core of the auction. If you don't let it be called, it's better to just set a price and sell it all.

Fang Yuan frowned, he had an intuition that this person, who might have a backhand, should do more than destroy the auction.

Finally, Tang Bohu's painting was placed on the auction block, with a starting price of 800 million yuan, and each price increase should not be less than 50 yuan.

But at this time, the host of the auction was already in a cold sweat, and he was not an idiot. He had already seen that the representative of the Panasonic Group was a rat shit, deliberately trying to sabotage the auction.

"1000 million!" A local tyrant raised a sign.

"Two million for 1000!" Sure enough, the representative of the Panasonic Group immediately raised a sign and shouted.

"500 million."

"2000 million!" is still the representative of Panasonic Group.

"What is the grandson holding grass going to do?"

"The previous auction items were almost sold at double the asking price after being disturbed by this guy. This Tang Bohu should be able to sell for 3000 million. If this is double the asking price, it can't be 7000 million?"

"I guess no fool is willing to eat it?"

"Little Japan is so ruthless, shit!"

"How about we wait until he reaches 6000 million and stop calling?"

"That won't work, Tang Bohu's paintings cannot be given to the Japanese!"

The asking price was very intense, and it took only 2 minutes to reach 500 million.

"6000 million!" The representative of Panasonic Group had a reserved smile on his face. He looked around while holding up the placard, as if he was a winner.

He is deliberately provoking China's local rich.

Finally, someone couldn't stand the excitement, and raised a sign to call 'sixty-one million'.

"Sixty-five million!" The representative of the Panasonic Group continued to bid.

"Son of a bitch!"

"I'll ask someone to kill this grandson later!"

The people sitting here are all rich and powerful. Usually, no one can give them face, and no one can treat them respectfully, but sitting here now, they feel that they have been defiled by this guy.

In the box, Fang Yuan suddenly looked at Zhou Wangba: "Aren't you the manager of a detective agency? I want you to help me investigate someone."

Zhou Wangba was stunned, and quickly realized: "Is this the representative of Panasonic Group?"

"good."

"Isn't he the representative of Panasonic Group?"

Fang Yuan smiled and said, "Maybe, maybe...he is someone else's pawn."

Qi Wangsun is very smart, his mind is spinning very fast, and he said solemnly: "Brother Fang suspects that someone else wants to take the opportunity to make trouble?"

Fang Yuan nodded.

Zhou Wangba didn't understand, so he asked Qi Wangsun.

Qi Wangsun had no choice but to explain in detail.

This auction, because of the relationship between the representative of the Panasonic Group, caused the price of each item to rise sharply. Everyone who took the auction had anger and resentment in their hearts. At this moment, these anger and resentment are directed at the representative of the Panasonic Group People go, but if the representative of the Panasonic Group suddenly said that he was entrusted by someone to come here as an entrustment, what would the result be?
As a result, the blame will fall on Ying's family, because this auction is held by them, they can draw a certain percentage of commission, and they are the direct beneficiaries. All the anger and resentment of the rich and rich will also rush to Ying's family!
When the time comes, how will the Ying family handle it?
They didn't let it go, so they naturally wanted to come out to clarify, and then all the blame would be directed at the ultimate beneficiary, Fang Yuan!
"..."

After listening to Qi Wangsun's explanation, the famous detective Zhou Wangba looked confused. He felt that his detective career these years was enough. He didn't see through such an obvious routine, but let a person who knows how to write and draw all day long see through. .

So here comes the question, who would set up such a game to deal with Fang Yuan?
(End of this chapter)