My Spicy Girlfriend

Without the cover of oil paint, long Qianshao's angular and elated face looks more domineering. Against the light of the world shining from his devastated starlike eyes, there is a unique spirit of Xiong ba.

This is a unique look that is absolutely hard to see in a peaceful era, supported by the great will to lead thousands of troops, change the world pattern and the destiny of a nation, and stand among all living beings like a chicken.

It's because it's so unique. No matter how Lin Zimu makes up or changes clothes, even if he is unarmed and sits up quietly, it's just a smile at the corner of his mouth, which is enough to make people who have seen his wild and fierce power lose their souls!

It's all because of the fierce madness of a shot in the head in the conversation and laughter of Lin Zimu at that time. It's so impressive!

But he didn't have the courage to stand up and correct. Finally, through his own efforts, he got rid of the background of lower class farmers and joined the elite of upper class society. The world he knew was so complex and dark, and he didn't believe that the so-called legal justice would really exist.

Yes, he very much agrees with the argument that "the law is set up for the weak". Even people at his level don't care much about doing things that violate the law and discipline. In western countries. As long as you can afford a lawyer's fee. In the East. You just need to have a strong enough background and backing, and power can settle everything for you.

Long Qianshao? A young elite with 10 billion assets colludes with powerful forces from the military. Even if he controls private soldiers abroad, who says he is not? The kidnapping took place so long that no big leader was furious. Just looking at his public appearance in the capital, we know that the tragic past that happened to them can't hurt a hair surnamed Lin.

All this was figured out between lightning and flint. Zhang Dawei didn't have the slightest interest in coming forward to testify. On the contrary, he was trembling all over, hoping that Lin Zimu wouldn't get angry on the spot, or use some terrible means to clean him up!

The poor turtle elite, who was admired by Lin Zi with a casual smile, almost had a heart attack!

Lin Zimu didn't expect that one day he would become a bastard. He didn't even "shake the tiger's body", which almost destroyed the spirit of a good young man.

This time, a charity auction will be held in Beijing. He didn't do it at will. The initiator took the bids of domestic collectors, and the speed of bidding slowed down significantly. The next minute, he raised the card once, and the price did not rise in a large span. The price of 10000 became the norm. Until 430000, there was a famous Ming and Qing Dynasty calligraphy and painting in the antique industry. Everyone couldn't help standing up and shouting, "I said, guys, it's boring. It's just a waste of time. So, 500000! I want this thing, brother. Please rub it later. What's the matter?"

The man was tall and big. When he spoke, he looked around with a pair of bull eyes. Several competitors couldn't help laughing: "it's a good elegant thing. You're such a philistine! Well, let me give it to you. It won't be too long!"

The circle of antiques is so large that we all have something to do with it. We can't make a red face for a collection. In the laughter of the crowd, the man made a bow with his fist, sat down triumphantly and waited for the auctioneer to hammer it down.

Just then, with a flick of his finger, Li Xiaoer immediately shouted, "since it's a good thing, how can the price be the same as that of ordinary things? It must be different. I'm optimistic about it, 500000!"

With this remark, the host's hammer froze again. As soon as the corner of the host's mouth pulled out, he reluctantly showed a bitter smile, turned his eyes to Lin Zimu, but saw that he didn't care about ordering his chin, so he shut up.

The big collector stared at Li Xiaoer and narrowed his eyes slightly. He said coldly with a smile: "I didn't expect that this gentleman is also a fellow disciple. As expected, he was eager to eat before he felt the smell of rice? Well, thank you for your support! I'm determined to get this fan, 600000!"

Add this 100000 price, if you win it sincerely, the collection will not suffer a loss. Generally speaking, this kind of antique is mostly isolated, and the price of the next auction will only be higher. Not to mention that the quality of the auction is high enough to cover it in hand for ten or eight years without worrying about its change. So it's still within his range.

Li Xiaoer did not pay attention at all. He raised his hand without making a word, adding 100000.

700000! There was a slight commotion among the guests in the venue. Knowing that these people are here to make trouble, they can't help feeling surprised. You know, the risk of bidding damage is not small. Once the price is raised too much, it will bleed!

Of course, these people can't empty talk about the price. If they want to qualify, they must also have a deposit. Lin Zimu will never be polite to them if he takes the photo seriously. He will cash in the money.

They are also determined to eat. The collection has been promised to others. If Lin Zimu wants to round the scene, he can only eat this dumb loss. The holes that need to be filled continue to increase. This is one of their means of making trouble.

Sure enough. The big collector gritted his teeth. With luck, he added weight again and shouted the price to 750000. That ferocious tone, on the one hand, shows that his Qi cultivation skills are not good, on the other hand, it also shows that he is brave and fearless of the local villains. People are not without confidence!

Professional helpers whispered from behind, reminding: "almost."

Li Xiaoer pretended to shrug helplessly and seemed to let the other party do it. The collection was sold at a drop hammer price of 50% more.

Happy in my heart, this small test of ox knife was successful. Sure enough, the tactics are right!

Li Xiaoer sneered: "just do it. Give him 50% or 80% of each collection. At least let Yang spend tens of millions more and pay for the dead dog day!"

As if to confirm their judgment, the subsequent auctions of more than a dozen collections gave a group of people a sharp top price at the critical moment, resulting in a general surge in the auction price.

The auction prices prepared by Lin Zimu are relatively moderate. Most of the normal transaction prices are above 300000 and below 2 million, not high or low. It is suitable to maintain about three hours and about 30 transactions. Enough to make a more decent image publicity show.

However, the lowest transaction price was seven or eight hundred thousand. Those collections of more than one million directly topped two million. Even more than three million in the past!

This is far beyond the psychological bottom line of collectors, who are also worried that it is too hard to cash. Everyone's partnership in the business of acting has gone too far, and the organizers' Yang family and Chen family can't live up to their face! Spend tens of millions more to go out at once. This hatred is not small. It's difficult for them to be human when they are caught in the middle.

The atmosphere in the venue became more and more tense and stiff. The host's words are not very sharp, dry and without enthusiasm. The auctioneer's tone can't go up, and every hammer falls, it's like knocking on his own heart.

In the twinkling of an eye, a small masterpiece came out from the back. Uncovering the cloth, it is a colorful flower blue and white porcelain vase of the Ming Dynasty!

In recent years, the market speculation of blue and white porcelain has been particularly hot, and the auction price has repeatedly reached new highs, of which yuan blue and white porcelain has been fried to a sky high price of 245 million! Not to mention the variety of tricks, at least it shows that there is no doubt about the good prospect of this kind of collection market.

Therefore, the appearance of this collection immediately caused a slight commotion at the scene. Both collectors and appraisers can't help leaning forward and showing enough interest.

After a brief introduction, the auctioneer doesn't talk nonsense. He starts from one million and increases the price by one hundred thousand each time. The rapid bid was pushed up to 3.7 million before it began to slow down.

This is not bad for the money, but also surprised: "just a broken pot, is it so valuable?! look at this posture, you can't call more than five million?"

The professional helper whispered, "if their information is correct, the value of this blue and white porcelain should be about 7 million. According to the current market trend, it is estimated that it can be fried to 10 million in two years!"

His mouth shriveled: "I don't know what's good. I can't eat it for improper use. It's better to buy a house! Forget it, it has nothing to do with us anyway. Give it to him!"

Li Xiaoer called the price to five million in one game. After a short cold show, collectors successively bid a small price of 5.7 million.

Li Xiaoer shouted, "it's rare to meet fun. Is it interesting to linger so long? At least we're in the collection industry in the capital. We don't have such a cold mix. 6.5 million!"

This has exceeded the initially agreed transaction price. The collector surnamed Ma who ordered the blue and white porcelain hesitated for a moment. The risk of continuing to bid is not small, and it is too much. It is tantamount to asking Lin Zimu to spend more money. He is a person who wants face. He is embarrassed to let others fill such a big hole.

But he was a little unconvinced to give up. He is also unhappy with these ill intentioned bastards. After a little meditation, he resolutely raised his card and bid 6.8 million!

Li Xiaoer smiled proudly, "it's not refreshing. I'll just round it up for you, seven million!"

Then he relaxed and waited for the other party to raise the price again. A series of previous auctions have been successful, and this time should be no exception.

Just then, a staff member quickly walked up to Mr. Ma and whispered to him. Mr. Ma was stunned. He glanced at the waiting side, nodded and sat down quietly.

Li Xiaoer and Yi Yang noticed this scene and didn't react at that time. But then I found that no one continued to bid, so I felt something was wrong.

The auctioneer looked at Li Xiaoer with a smile and asked three times: "seven million! Does anyone bid higher? Seven hundred thousand times, seven million twice, seven million three times, deal!"

"Bang!" a hammer fell to the ground.

Li Xiaoer seemed to be hurt by someone. His face turned blue and he almost didn't come up in one breath.

His face changed, but after all, the pattern was big enough. His two fists clenched tightly. He said faintly, "it's all right. Let the boy be proud for a while. Besides, as long as he receives the real product, he won't suffer."

Li Xiaoer nodded reluctantly, but he didn't hold up as much as he did. The total deposit they paid was only 10 million, which is more than half. If you want to do it again later, you may not be able to withstand it.

When a group of people kept fighting, they saw another auction on the stage, opened the silk, and another blue and white porcelain vase. The picture is as like as two peas just taken.