The City's Invincible Soldier King

Madness is not your father.

The god of the collection realm, the number one person in the fake world.

The words on the picture caused Long Lin to uncontrollably think of that crazy little old man.

Xi Wanting moved closer and also clearly saw the line of insolent bright red text.

A touch of sparkling quietly flashed across Tie Qianting's eyes.

Chen Gehong's reaction was extremely fast, he immediately picked up the microphone and said loudly, "Thank you teachers and this little brother for helping me uncover this scam, if not, who knows how many people will continue to be deceived and be cheated out of kindness. This kind of heartless money will sully my philanthropic cause."

While speaking, Chen Gehong had even picked up the fake painting that was drenched in tea and tore it into pieces, but Long Lin could still clearly see the sinister look on Chen Gehong's mouth.

The Chen family had money, but that was their money.

To Chen Gehong, eighty million was not a small amount.

Chen Gehong very quickly squeezed out a smile on his face and said loudly, "Also, I will take out another item I love to auction. Please give me your support, thank you everyone."

Chen Gehong bent down with a very sincere attitude.

"Splash, splash, splash …"

The crowd stood up one after another and gave warm applause.

The faces of the three masters also quickly changed as they walked to the front of the stage and bowed to the crowd together with Chen Gehong.

The host also quickly went up to the stage and cleverly dispelled the last bit of awkwardness.

Just as Chen Gehong and the others were busy trying to save the situation, Long Lin had already jumped off the platform and continued to act as the waiter politely.

With the host's good offices, Chen Gehong quickly followed suit and hid in the crowd, quietly sitting beside Tie Qianting.

Originally, this should have been a glorious night for him, but the matter of the fake painting made Chen Gehong wish even more that he had never experienced it before.

However, there was no such thing as' I'd rather it '. There was only the truth.

Chen Gehong's face, had always been ashen, and he had always been looking at Long Lin with cold, hateful eyes.

The second item was quickly auctioned off. It was a blue and white porcelain. The three masters once again carefully appraised it. Due to the mountain and river painting's embarrassment, the three masters appraised it even more carefully.

After a full 15 minutes, Zhou Dingming then slowly stood up and said seriously, "This is an official kiln's blue and white flowers, dragon wear pattern plum vase. It's still in good condition and the starting price is 2 million yuan."

Zhou Mingding's tone was much more humble, and he had even subconsciously turned to look at Long Lin.

Long Lin was still courteously ignoring the auction in front of his attendant.

"Thank you, Elder Zhou. Next, we have the famous auctioneer, Mr. Liu Tianqin. Everyone, please give him a round of applause."

"Splash, splash, splash …"

The applause was once again thunderous. Liu Tianqin, who should have appeared in the first round of the auction, finally came on stage in a flash.

After the procedures were done, the host explained the rules of the auction and then the auction officially began.

This time's auction would raise the price by at least 10,000 each time.

The price for this auction was very high.

Excluding the traditional bidding mode, Chen Gehong had his people install a custom-made radio price caller on each table, so that the bidder could bid on their own and the price would be projected onto the large screen behind the chairman.

"The starting price is two million, please pay your price, collectors."

Just as Liu Tianqin finished speaking, Chen Gehong, who was in a hurry to regain his face, used his electronic voice to call out the price.

"Beep."

With a crisp sound, the 5 million price was projected on the screen using a large green Arabic number.

Green meant that he cared about her. For the sake of pretending, Chen Gehong had put in a lot of effort.

In this circle, philanthropy is a very casual thing.

Generally speaking, no one would seriously bid, especially not against the organizers. As a result, the so-called auction was basically just a formality.

Except for enmity.

After all, face was the most important thing after reaching a certain height.

"No. 001 has bid 5 million, is there any higher offer?"

Looking at the big screen displaying 5 million, Long Lin's lips curled up into a playful smile. He then picked up the tray and walked to the last row, finding an empty table to sit down.

"Five million, once."

"Five million, twice."

Liu Tianqin picked up the gavel and shouted again, "Five million …"

"Beep."

The melodious voice interrupted Liu Tianqin, and a longer green figure appeared on the screen.

Two hundred and eighteen, twenty million.

Four times!

It was clear that there was a grudge.

The crowd subconsciously turned their heads, trying their best to find the person who had broken the rules and clearly wanted to go against the main house.

Soon, the crowd found the rule-breaker.

It's him again!

The crowd immediately became excited, while Chen Gehong's face became ashen.

This was a blatant slap to the face.

Bidding. Throwing away money.

In front of a large crowd, the only way to recover his or her face was to use money to beat down his or her opponent.

"Beep."

Without waiting for Liu Tianqin to speak, Chen Gehong pressed the electronic bidding device without hesitation.

Eighty million.

Four times.

He would return the favor by doing the opposite.

The crowd became even more excited.

"Beep."

A sweet and crisp sound rang out as another line of green numbers appeared on the big screen.

Eight million and ten thousand.

This was no longer a slap to the face, but a provocation.

A blatant provocation!

To be provoked by a servant, how could Chen Gehong endure this?

And what Chen Gehong found even more unacceptable, was that this was the Guiyang Club, which was his big brother Chen Gefeng's territory in the first place.

Could it be that Chen Gefeng that b * stard was secretly ordering him to slap his face?

If he was slapped in the face here, he, Chen Gehong, would no longer have any face left.

Suspicion arose uncontrollably, causing Chen Gehong to be even more unable to tolerate Long Lin's actions.

85 million!

Chen Gehong pressed down on the electronic bidding device again.

Long Lin couldn't help but squint his eyes.

He could guess Chen Gehong's suspicions, but there was an extremely thorny problem hidden within.

Just how much of a price was Chen Gehong willing to pay in order to gain face?

If it was too high, Chen Gehong would stop increasing the bid and would strike out at him.

He couldn't let Chen Gehong become angry from embarrassment and lose control of his emotions.

If he wanted to make the follow-up plans work, he had to make Chen Gehong anxious.

Long Lin couldn't help but squint his eyes as he carefully observed the expression on Chen Gehong's face with his astonishing eyesight.

"No. 001 collector, the price is 85 million. Is there any higher bid?" Liu Tianqin's voice sounded again.

At this time, Tie Qianting snuggled up to Chen Gehong and said something in a low voice. After a while, Tie Qianting stopped persuading him and inadvertently nodded his head twice.

What did that mean?

Do you want me to raise the price by 20 million, or do you want me to increase it by 2 times?

Tie Qianting's suggestion couldn't help but cause him to slightly frown.

Liu Tianqin's voice once again spread throughout the entire venue, "85,000,000 going once."

The crowd all stared fixedly at Long Lin, waiting for his next move.

Should he show mercy, or should he continue slapping himself in the face?

"85 million going twice."

Liu Tianqin picked up the hammer and shouted again, "Eighty-five million..."

The crowd held their breath.