Her Overbearing Young Master - Chapter 14
“10 million!” The most treasured painting in Elder Wen’s life, the one that was praised by all masters of the calligraphy and painting world, the eighth VIP booth, bid ten million! Ten million! “Ten million going once …”
The host had gone mad. He was so excited that he could barely hold on to his microphone. The starting bid of 5 million for a painting was already 10 million in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, VIP booth nine was revealed. It was a total of twelve million.
“Twelve million!” The number nine VIP seat is worth twelve million! ” The host’s heart skipped a beat. What happened to the price of five hundred and fifty thousand?
Everyone realized that today’s auction seemed to have been contracted out by the tycoon in VIP booth 8 and 9. Everyone else should just watch the fun and not get involved.
Xiang Bei’s heart also thumped, what did the bastard next door want to do?
Although her grandfather’s painting was priceless in her heart, she had only heard of this painting and had never seen it before.
But…
Xiang Bei’s mother bled profusely when she was giving birth to her, and died within two days.
This painting was his mother’s dowry. Strangely, after his mother left, the painting disappeared as well. He didn’t expect it to be auctioned off now.
Yan Qing Zhou asked around to find out about the painting at the Fengshi Auction House, so he came back specifically to look for it.
Seeing Xiang Bei fuming, he took the plate and raised it up.
The host became excited again, “13 million, VIP booth number 8 is 13 million …”
Xiang Bei said as she stood up, “I’ll go and see who’s the one who’s so hateful.”
Yan Qing Zhou shook his head: “Bei Bei, we cannot break the rules.”
“But, but …”
Yan Qing Zhou knew what she was thinking and smiled: “I like Elder Wen’s paintings very much. Don’t worry, I’ll help you take them down.”
Just then, Song Miao came back, exchanged a glance with Yan Qing Zhou, and took the plate as he obediently stood behind the boss.
Following that, another card was placed next door. It was 15 million RMB straight away.
This was an increase of two million and two million! Everyone was in an uproar!
Not to mention the host, even Xiang Bei could not help but be suspicious of life. Her grandfather’s painting had a special meaning to her, which was why she wanted to buy it back.
If it was purely for collection, then the price would have already gone against the heavens, wouldn’t it?
Could it be that the people next door really had a lot of money?
Song Miao continued raising it, Yan Qing Zhou kept a low profile, one million, that was all. Soon after, the number of people raising it to 21 million.
The host was already so excited that he was at a loss for words. The reporters below were even pointing their short guns at the building, but they could not get anything out of it.
Seeing that Song Miao still wanted to raise up his board, Xiang Bei suddenly rushed forward and snatched it away.
“Forget it, Qingzhou, I don’t want it.”
Yan Qing Zhou still had a good temper: “It doesn’t matter, we were here for it in the first place.”
Xiang Bei still shook her head, “No, that’s not good. Grandfather dotes on my mother so much, he definitely won’t be willing to see us like this. Since the person next door also likes that painting, we’ll just give it to him. ”
Yan Qing Zhou reached out his hand: “Don’t worry about it, Bei Bei, give me the plate.”
“No, I don’t want it. I really don’t want it anymore. Perhaps I have no fate with it.”
Just like how he lost his mother when he was born, Xiang Da Hai’s uncle Ji Kun said that Xiang Bei’s relationship with his mother’s daughter was fated to be shallow. However, Liu Qian Ru would always remind him that his mother died because of giving birth to her. It was said that his grandfather, who was very ill at the time, became even more ill upon hearing the news, and soon after went to see her.
The host hit the nail on the head and Wen Lao’s painting was sold for 21 million, scaring a crowd of industry people as well as many friends.