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Chapter 505 Money Fight
At eleven o'clock the next morning, Cen Qinghe came to the airport to meet with Cheng Jiahe as scheduled. When the two were waiting in the VIP room, Cheng Jiahe told her: "Today's auction will auction 48 pieces from the Qing Dynasty. Antique calligraphy and painting, I heard that there are Liang Tongshu's characters in it, my grandfather likes him very much, so I decided to go there temporarily, and part of the competition money from the auction will be donated to the school, I also think it's pretty good, but it's a sudden trouble You, sorry."

Cen Qinghe replied with a smile: "It's okay, I happen to be on vacation too, Mr. Cheng must be very happy for your filial piety."

Cheng Jiahe said with a smile: "The last time I chatted with you, I heard that you really like these antique calligraphy and paintings. If it's something else, I won't call you. It just happens to be these playthings. I don't think you will know about today's auction." boring."

Cen Qinghe said: "With your light, I will also go to open my eyes."

When the time came and the two of them boarded the plane, Cen Qinghe glanced at the screen before turning off the phone, and found that there were no missed calls. She had already figured it out. If Shang Shaocheng called halfway, she still had to report the truth so that he would not catch her little girl in the future. braid.

After flying for two hours from Ye City to Hai City, a car came to pick them up when they got off the plane, and they went straight to the venue where the auction was held.

The car drove for more than half an hour, and stopped at the entrance of a building similar to a conference venue. The driver came down and opened the door for Cheng Jiahe. He thanked Cheng Jiahe politely, stepped out of the car, and then stood aside in a gentlemanly manner, waiting for Cen Qinghe to come down.

Cen Qinghe entered the arena together with him. This was the first time she participated in such an occasion, so she should just see the world. She had always heard about auctions before, but she didn't know the specific process.

After entering the venue, there are special staff who lead them upstairs by elevator. The auction will be held in one of the exhibition halls on the third floor. It is not as exaggerated as Cen Qinghe thought, such as the word grand. Think of the word privacy.

That’s right, there isn’t much space here, including the display stand in front, it’s only about a hundred square meters at most. There are separate round tables and chairs from front to back, and there are number cards and a well-made atlas on the table. .

Cheng Jiahe obviously knew his table position a long time ago, so he walked straight to a seat in the middle and the front, the table number was 17.

After the two sat down, a waiter came over to ask what to drink, Cheng Jiahe looked at Cen Qinghe, Cen Qinghe said: "I can do it."

Cheng Jiahe said to the waiter, "Let's drink tea, thank you."

"OK, just a second."

The exhibition hall is closed, the windows are covered with thick red velvet curtains, and the hall is dimly lit. Those who don't know it think they have entered a bar.

Cen Qinghe sat quietly, looking at the people who came in from time to time at the door from the corner of his eye. Everyone was very low-key, not as rich and powerful as they were in the movie, and they looked like wealthy upstarts.

She couldn't help turning her head slightly towards Cheng Jiahe, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know who is here to participate in the auction today?"

Cheng Jiahe cooperated with her, and also lowered his voice and replied: "I participated in my personal capacity. I guess most of the people here will represent their respective companies and enterprises. If the auction is successful, it will be considered as a charity donation by the company, which will have a positive impact."

Cen Qinghe nodded, expressing his understanding.

He added: "But there are also personal hobbies. I like to collect things, so I came here to collect things."

Cen Qinghe raised the corners of his lips and said with a soft smile: "If I close the door and rob you, will I send it?"

Cheng Jiahe replied softly: "We are friends, so why don't you rob me?"

Cen Qinghe returned with a talkative look, "Go and guard the door."

When the two of them chatted, the seats were almost full, and there were only more than 50 tables in total.

The auctioneer came to host the stage, all the lights were only on the stage, and the audience was dim, as if deliberately ignoring whoever sat down.

"Please turn off your mobile phones temporarily before the auction ends..."

Cen Qinghe took out his mobile phone obediently, clicked on it, and there was no missed call from Shang Shaocheng on it. He was probably busy and she didn't have time to report to him, so he pressed the off button first.

The auctioneer on the stage explained the process as a matter of routine. It is estimated that [-]% of the people in the audience are familiar with it, and only Cen Qinghe listened enthusiastically.Finally, the narration is finished, and the auction will get down to business.

Following a staff member wearing white gloves holding a painted porcelain vase with both hands, an enlarged detail picture also appeared on the big screen at the same time, ensuring that even the person sitting at the last table in the hall could clearly see it.

"The first item we are bidding for today is a porcelain long-necked vase produced during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. It is 23 cm high, 12 cm wide, and 7 cm in diameter. It is painted with a picture of an early spring market. There are 77 people of all sizes. It is painted on porcelain during the Kangxi period. Top grade, the reserve price is 50, one bid is [-], three times no one bids, the item is sold, please start bidding."

Cen Qinghe sat in the front seat without turning her head. She saw the auctioneer raise her hand to signal her back, and said in a straight voice: "No. 36, the asking price is 55."

After the voice fell, someone raised a sign at the table in front of her right.

The auctioneer said: "No. 8, the asking price is 60."

This scene is very familiar, I have never eaten pork but I have seen pigs running, Cen Qinghe sat on the chair, looking like he had seen the world, but in fact he was secretly high, my god, hold up a sign for [-] It's gone, when she asked the boss to serve skewers at the barbecue restaurant, she was just like this.

The whole room was only listening to the auctioneer's constant quotations. The last small porcelain vase was sold for a total of 100 million, which was auctioned by the person at table 29.

Cen Qinghe was also embarrassed to turn around, he didn't know what kind of person he was, and he couldn't explain it vividly to Cai Xinyuan and Jin Jiatong after he returned.

"Thank you sir on the 29th, 30.00% of the money raised by your auction today will be donated to poor areas for the construction of loving schools."

There was applause from the audience, Cen Qinghe was watching Cheng Jiahe clapping, she quickly followed suit a few times.

The rest of the process was the same as before. Halfway through, Cen Qinghe opened the album on the table, only to find that the album contained photos of all the objects to be taken today, and the words at the back were what Cheng Jiahe said, Liang Tongshu's words .

The phone was turned off, and Cen Qinghe couldn't see the time, so he simply looked at the stage carefully with a knowledgeable attitude and listened to the auctioneer's introduction.

I don't know how long it took, but finally the auctioneer introduced Liang Tongshu's words.

"The work we introduce below is a set of regular script Buddhist scriptures written by Liang Tongshu, a great calligrapher in the Qing Dynasty. As we all know, Liang Tongshu was seriously ill in his later years, and his life was hanging by a thread. After being instructed by an expert, he devoted himself to Buddha, so he recovered from his serious illness. I put most of my energy into copying Buddhist scriptures, so Liang Tongshu’s Buddhist scriptures are not only ordinary collections, but many people also use them for the purpose of praying for blessings. The authentic works of Liang Tongshu that have been auctioned on the market before, with hundreds of characters and millions, today There are two hundred and ninety-nine characters in this pair of characters, and the starting price is 300 million yuan, and the asking price is [-] yuan for one sign."

Because the collection itself is of high value, the asking price will also increase accordingly. When the auctioneer said that he could bid, Cen Qinghe instinctively glanced at Cheng Jiahe from the corner of his eye. She thought Cheng Jiahe would raise his placard immediately, but what surprised her was , Cheng Jiahe's sign was placed on the table, and he had no intention of picking it up.

Other people in the hall have already started bidding, and there are people holding signs everywhere, adding hundreds of thousands of yuan, as if the money is not their own.

The auctioneer was also exhausted, and Cen Qinghe was afraid that he would keep quoting the price, and turn around and say something wrong.

"Mr. Table 1, the asking price is 490 million." The auctioneer looked down the stage, looking for the next person to raise the placard.

After listening for only three seconds in the middle, Cheng Jiahe's movements were unhurried, and even gracefully picked up the sign on the table and lifted it up.

The auctioneer's eyes lit up immediately, and he stretched out his hand, "Mr. table 17, the asking price is 500 million."

The one on table 1 immediately raised the sign again, and the auctioneer said, "The asking price on table 1 is 510 million."

Cheng Jiahe held up his placard again, "No. 17 is priced at 520 million."

Cen Qinghe glanced at the position of table No. 1. From her perspective, she could only see the back of a man. The light was dim, and she couldn't make out anything clearly.

But there is one thing she can know, the two sides are rolling.Now in the entire auction hall, only Cheng Jiahe and the man at table 1 were raising cards with each other, and the others had withdrawn from the bidding.

In the blink of an eye, the price had broken through the 600 million mark, and Cheng Jiahe raised his placard to raise the price to 610 million.

The auctioneer stood on the stage and talked for nearly two hours. His vocal cords were already tired, but now he was excited by the two parties, and his voice became high-pitched unconsciously.

"The asking price for table 17 is 610 million. Is there anything higher than 610 million?"

Everyone instinctively looked at table No. 1. The man once again lived up to everyone's expectations and raised his placard. The auctioneer made an offer, and then Cheng Jiahe raised it again.

This was the second time Cen Qinghe felt that Cheng Jiahe was really rich. The first time was when he was about to sign a contract without asking for a quotation.

The auctioneer's high-pitched quotations made her scalp tingle, and Cen Qinghe secretly sighed that she really didn't understand the world of the rich.

The money doesn't belong to her, but she really feels sorry for these people, why don't she write a picture for them?
Just as he was thinking, Cheng Jiahe next to him raised his hand for the Nth time, and the price was called 660 million.

"660 million, do you want to add more to the gentleman at table 1?" The auctioneer was all high, and instinctively called the man at table 1.

Cen Qinghe looked at the back of the man's head in the corner, wondering when the fight would end, but the man didn't raise his hand to raise his sign.

The auctioneer also stared at table No. 1, and said again: "660 million, isn't there anything higher than 660 million?"

After waiting for a few seconds, none of the men at table 1 raised their placards, and the auctioneer reported three times in a row. In the end, this pair of Buddhist scriptures written by Liang Tongshu was auctioned by Cheng Jiahe at a high price of 660 million.

There was applause from the audience, because 30.00% of the money will be donated to the school.

Cheng Jiahe got his wish, and Cen Qinghe smiled and said, "Congratulations."

He smiled back, his eyes were always calm, as if the naked money fight just now had nothing to do with him.

(End of this chapter)