The all-powerful wife of the wealthy family

Chapter 80 Auction Climax ([-]th update)

Just when Ding Chubo was hesitating, Cong Yang held up the sign.

The young auctioneer was so excited that the current price had obviously exceeded his expectations.

Wu Tong thought that if he told Zheng Jiaxuan the estimated price, he would not continue to bid, but Zheng Jiaxuan still held up the sign without hesitation.

Cong Yang smiled treacherously at Zheng Jiaxuan, he saw that Wu Tong was trying to stop Zheng Jiaxuan.

Wu Tong was helpless, "I didn't expect you to be quite willful."

Cong Yang and Zheng Jiaxuan called each other for two rounds, and in the end it was Cong Yang who took the lead.

The auctioneer's voice was already hoarse, and finally he announced that Wang Yuanqi's "Landscape in Imitation of a Big Crazy" was finally sold by No. 19 with a price of 400 million.

Zheng Jiaxuan seemed very happy, but Wu Tong couldn't be happy at all.

"Give it to you." Zheng Jiaxuan put his hand on Wu Tong's sweaty hand and rubbed it lightly twice.

Wu Tong took out his hand and slapped him on the back of the hand, "I don't know if it's the real one!"

Zheng Jiaxuan said calmly: "If it is, I will give it to you as a gift; if not - you can take it back and study it, improve your eyesight, and gain experience."

Wu Tong let out a long sigh, "This experience is really expensive..."

In Wu Tong's eyes, the current Zheng Jiaxuan is like a child.When you grab something from someone, no matter if it is useful or not, you will be happy if you get it anyway.

Wang Wanzi pinched the sign with dissatisfaction, wishing she could hold it up on her own, but because she was afraid of Ding Chubo, she could only sulk secretly.

The second lot is "The Story of the Reconstruction of the Three Gates of Xuanmiao Temple" by Zhao Mengfu, one of the four masters of regular script. Many people know that this authentic work is hidden in the Tokyo National Museum, Japan, and it is very unlikely that it will be auctioned here.

And the starting price was set too high, so the bidders lost.For the purpose of public welfare, everyone participated symbolically, and finally Ding Chubo won the auction.

Wang Wanzi was very displeased, "The sought-after authentic work is handed over to others. This is obviously a fake, but the competition is very active."

Of course she didn't dare to say this to Ding Chubo face to face, but she just slandered a few words in her heart.

How could Ding Chubo not know that it was a fake. Everyone present except the fools should know that it was a fake, but it was because of this that he wanted to grab it, so as to reflect his good image of being enthusiastic about public welfare.

The third one was similar to the second one. After Zheng Jiaxuan and Ding Chubo had a fight, Ding Chubo still took the picture.

"Looking at the momentum, Ding Chubo came here purely for face." Zheng Jiaxuan said with a light smile, "This man is also quite interesting."

In this round, Wang Wanzi relieved herself a little because she overwhelmed Zheng Jiaxuan, regardless of whether it was genuine or a fake, she didn't need to pay for it anyway, so why bother with it so much!
After two boring rounds, everyone lost interest.

But when the fourth lot was presented, everyone held their breath again.

Yang Huili, who had always seemed a little bored, suddenly sat up straight and grabbed Wu Tong's clothes.

At the same time, Wu Tong found that Cong Yang's pupils suddenly enlarged several times.

Even though there was a long distance between them, Wu Tong could clearly observe this change in him.

She has been wondering, Cong Yang didn't participate in any of the previous auctions, so what exactly is he going to do here today? !
It turned out that it was for this one.

Wu Tong glanced at the display stand, and there was "Snow Bamboo Picture" hanging on it.According to legend, it was written by Tan Zhirui in the Ming Dynasty, but many people doubt whether there is such a person as Tan Zhirui, because there are not many relevant records, and a few sentences only appear in Japanese historical materials, so it is quite difficult to distinguish this pair, or to be precise, It is impossible to tell.

"Snow Bamboo Picture" has appeared in the Tokyo National Museum, Japan, and the Freer Museum of Art in the United States. Now it is too late to investigate exactly where it is.

But judging from Yang Huili and Cong Yang's abnormal performance, there must be something behind this painting.

"Help me, I must take a picture of it." Yang Huili begged Wu Tong with a trembling voice, "I need this painting!"

Although he didn't know why Yang Huili reacted so strongly to this painting, Wu Tong didn't even think about it, so he agreed to Yang Huili without hesitation, "Okay!"

Zheng Jiaxuan looked at Wu Tong, waiting for her to come to a conclusion.

This time Wu Tong seemed extremely calm, Zheng Jiaxuan thought she had a plan in mind, but unexpectedly heard Wu Tong calmly said: "I don't know if it's true or not, I can't estimate the price, but it must be photographed."

When Zheng Jiaxuan was still thinking about Wu Tong's words, the PPT at the front desk had already been played, and the auctioneer had just announced the start of the auction. When the hammer fell, Cong Yang raised the sign.

"No. 1000 has increased the price. Now it is [-] and [-] million. It seems that Mr. No. [-] has a special liking for this "Snow Bamboo Picture". Will he get it tonight as he wishes? Is there anyone else who increases the price?"

Cong Yang's move made Zheng Jiaxuan instantly full of chicken blood. Suddenly, he was convinced that there must be something in it that he hadn't understood yet.

At this time, it was too late to consider whether the enthusiasm shown by Cong Yang was a trap.

Zheng Jiaxuan secretly clenched his fists, no matter what, he is bound to get this painting!
The starting price of "Snow Bamboo Picture" is 1000 million, with a minimum increase of 200 million.

Relatively speaking, it is not particularly high.

Although the money spent this night was not a small amount, for Zheng Jiaxuan, it was not enough to hurt his muscles.

So, it’s okay to have fun with the thrills.

Cong Yang raised his placard to raise the price to 1000, and then two other bidders raised their placards. The current price is 600.

Zheng Jiaxuan raised his placard decisively.

"NO.19 price increase, 800 million. It seems that everyone likes this "Snow Bamboo Picture" very much. Let's see who will be the last lucky one tonight..."

Whenever someone raises a sign and the bidder calls out the latest price, Cong Yang will immediately raise the sign in his hand.

Seeing Cong Yang's vicious look, many people who initially tried to take the painting gave up.

But Zheng Jiaxuan would not.

After several rounds, everyone retreated one after another, leaving only Zheng Jiaxuan and Cong Yang still competing.

Every time Cong Yang held up the sign, Zheng Jiaxuan's heart dropped.

Because Zheng Jiaxuan knew that Cong Yang was not just acting, but really needed the painting, the fierceness at the beginning was just to scare away all the competitors.

Seeing that Zheng Jiaxuan and Cong Yang were arguing fiercely, and the price was called 6000 million in minutes, Wang Wanzi was shocked, but couldn't help but persuade Ding Chubo, "This thing must be a big treasure, don't you want to grab it?"

Ding Chubo glanced at the people behind him, and the appraiser rubbed his brows, and said without confidence: "I don't know about this... I don't understand what's going on with them..."

Hearing what the experts said, Wang Wanzi became even more excited, "Mr. Ding, take a look, look, there must be a big mystery in it!"

Ding Chubo sat firmly on his seat, neither moving nor speaking, like a stone sculpture.

The auctioneer shouted vigorously:

"Eighty-six million!"

"Eighty-six million!"

……

10 minutes later—

Zheng Jiaxuan and Cong Yang are already eyeing each other.

"Ninety-three million!"

"[-] million! [-] million!" The auctioneer took a deep breath, "My friends, today we will usher in the first lot that exceeds [-] million!"

Cong Yang never expected that Zheng Jiaxuan would be so crazy and persistent.

Did he already know the secret in this painting?
It shouldn't be, even Zheng Fangzhou didn't know about this matter, how could Zheng Jiaxuan know?
Cong Yang couldn't figure it out. Could it be that Zheng Jiaxuan was just because he couldn't get along with him?
It doesn't make sense either, logically speaking, Zheng Jiaxuan is Cong Yang's enemy, the one who snatched away his beloved woman first, and Cong Yang didn't do anything to directly hurt Zheng Jiaxuan.

He had no reason to make trouble for himself, could it be that it was just because he was unhappy with Wu Tong's little appreciation for him?

Cong Yang didn't want to understand.

2000 million was Zheng Fangzhou's bottom line price for Cong Yang.When Zheng Jiaxuan called for 2000 million, Cong Yang frowned, and finally had to reluctantly choose to give up.

He was very reconciled, but he couldn't afford such a large amount of money himself, and 2000 million was the limit amount he could fight with Zheng Fangzhou.

"2000 million, once! 2000 million, twice!" At this point, the auctioneer closed the door as usual, and after a few seconds, he lowered the hammer and shouted: "2000 million! , Deal! Congratulations to NO.19 Mr. Zheng, who finally won this "Snow Bamboo Picture"!"

The audience burst into applause, and Zheng Jiaxuan smiled and whispered to Wu Tong: "I want to know what is so mysterious about this thing."

Wu Tong spread his hands, "I don't know either."

Zheng Jiaxuan: "..."

"But I think Lili should know." Wu Tong moved forward to make room for Zheng Jiaxuan to look at Yang Huili, "I just don't know if she wants to tell us."

Yang Huili had tears in her eyes, but the tears didn't fall out, they just kept rolling in the sockets of her eyes.

She stared blankly at "Snow Bamboo Picture", and didn't look away until the painting was taken off stage.

Tears also gushed out along with the spring, and fell on the goose yellow skirt, soaking out pieces of irregular watermarks.

Zheng Jiaxuan had a flash of thought, he had an intuition that "Snow Bamboo Picture" might contain the answer he had been looking for all along, about Yang Huili's life experience, about a certain line of power in Japan...

Zheng Jiaxuan thought to himself, after getting this painting, he must put it in his place first, wait for Xiao Enliang to read it, and wait for them to study it carefully before showing it to Yang Huili.

Zheng Jiaxuan couldn't sit still anymore, he didn't want to look at the fifth lot anymore, and he didn't want to know if the previous one was authentic, he just wanted to take this painting to Xiao Enliang, to check it out, to find out .

According to the information they have obtained before, it is speculated that Yang Erli is likely to be of Japanese descent.She deliberately concealed her life experience, and she didn't confess to Wu Tong, which already explained the problem.

If the origin is innocent, why hide it!
　Benta: Bloodletting makes my heart hurt~
　　Zheng Jiaxuan: Not at all!The harvest is full!

　　Benta: Courageous~
　　Zheng Jiaxuan: That must be done!

　　Wu Tong: Husband, can we be more modest?
　　Zheng Jiaxuan: No!It's going to be crazy and cool!

　　Wu Tong: ...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)