He fell in love with the brain in the revenge script

Huayi Auction House and Yanhetang Gallery are both properties under the Zhou Group. The auction items are all works of art, so Huayi set the location of the auction in Exhibition Hall No. [-] of Yanhetang.

In addition to collectors, many people from all walks of life interested in art investment also came.

Gu Yihuan is also here today. His mother, Ms. Guan Zhengming, is a lover of ceramic art.Hearing from He Dongzhou, Xie Shang would also come tonight. As soon as Gu Yihuan entered the gallery, he looked around looking for someone.

He saw Xie Shang.

"Fourth brother."

And Wen Changling.

Wen Changling wore a long white satin dress today, which looked like a small white flower.

Many men brought their female companions tonight. Most of them were holding the men's arms, but not Xie Shang or Wen Changling. He was holding Wen Changling's hand.

Wen Changling's skirt was too long, and Xie Shang walked very slowly.

Out of curiosity, Guan Zhengming waited where he was.

Xie Shang came over: "Aunt Guan."

The Xie family and the Gu family live close to each other, and Guan Zhengming and Su Nanzhi have a good relationship.

She just noticed the person next to Xie Shang: "Who is this?"

"My girlfriend." Xie Shang lowered his head and said to Wen Changling, "This is Xiao Huan's mother."

Wen Changling nodded in greeting.

Guan Zhengming stared at her without moving his eyes, as if he were looking at something rare.

Gu Yihuan tugged on Ms. Guan's bag: "Mom."

Ms. Guan Zhengming then retracted her gaze and said, "Let's go in first."

After entering the exhibition hall, Gu Yihuan asked Ms. Guan Zhengming: "Why are you staring at others?"

"How pretty."

Guan Zhengming didn't recognize him. She had seen Wen Changling in the mourning hall of Xiao Zheng's family before.

Guan Zhengming has always been very bad at judging people, otherwise why would he fall in love with Gu Yihuan's father, a playboy.She said of Wen Changling: "Wen Wen Changling is quiet and seems to be well-behaved."

Gu Yihuan murmured in his heart: Wen Changling is not well-behaved.

Exhibition Hall No. [-] is very large. Chairs are placed in the middle of the exhibition hall. Directly above is a glass exhibition stand. On the upper right is the auction table. There are security guards on both sides.

The auction house arranged Xie Shang's seat in the second row.

Today there are many familiar faces to Wen Changling, such as the one from the Xie family on the upper left.

"Xie Shang, your father is watching you."

Xie Shang has not brought Wen Changling to meet anyone from the Xie family: "Do you recognize him?"

"I've seen his photo online." Wen Changling glanced in Xie Liangjiang's direction, "Why don't you go over and say hello?"

"I rarely communicate with him in public."

Xie Liangjiang knew that Xie Shang had a girlfriend, but he didn't know who it was. He only heard that she was a nurse.Xie Liangjiang couldn't care about Xie Shang's affairs. He called and asked once, but Xie Shang didn't reveal a word.

When something happened to Xie Qingze that year, Wen Yuan and his two children moved away from Feng Town before the funeral. Xie Shang didn't know how much Xie Liangjiang knew about Wen Yuan's daughter.

Xie Shang did not want the Xie family to come into contact with Wen Changling for the time being.

He naturally blocked Xie Liangjiang's sight: "The auction is about to begin."

Today's auction is an anonymous form, that is, the name of the artist of the artwork is not disclosed during the auction, allowing bidders to bid based only on the quality of the work itself.

This is a unique auction format of Huayi Auction House. Huayi’s external explanation is that investors in the market only value the reputation of the author when buying paintings, and ignore the work itself, which has led to the increasingly commercialization of the art market.

Therefore, most of Huayi's auctions are anonymous.

The first item was brought up, an oil painting.

Each bidder has a number, and Xie Shang is number 018.

Wen Changling asked in a low voice: "Is the 258 mode for raising cards?"

"Ah."

However, Huayi’s 258 model is a little different. The unit of the bidding ladder will change according to the value of the lot, ranging from 100, [-], and [-] million.

The unit of the bidding ladder is 20, then the second bid is 50, then 80, 100, 120 million, [-] million... and so on.

If the unit of the bidding ladder is 100 million, then the second bid is 200 million, and then 500 million.

The second lot is porcelain and a three-legged animal.

Xie Shang asked Wen Changling: "Do you want it?"

She shook her head.

The third lot is a fan.

Xie Shang asked again: "What about this?"

She still shook her head.

"I'm just here to watch the fun, I don't want to buy anything."

Lot No. 13 is an embroidery piece, "Picture of Yao Zhou", which embroiders Yao Zhou's terraced tea garden.The bidding ladder for this lot was in units of 200. When the bidding reached [-] million, Xie Shang raised his sign.

The auctioneer read: "No. 018, 220 million."

No. 033 raised his sign.

Wen Changling took this opportunity to ask Xie Shang: "Do you like this?"

"It's for you." Xie Shang held up the sign again, "You just kept looking at it, didn't you like it?"

"No. 018, 280 million."

Someone held up a sign to increase the price, and it was still No. 033.

Just as Xie Shang was about to continue, Wen Changling took his hand and said, "I don't like it, so please stop raising it."

The terraced tea garden embroidered in "Picture of Yao Zhou" is very similar to the tea garden in Fengzhen. Wen Changling just thought of Fengzhen and was lost in thought. He did not want this work.

At this time, someone raised a sign.

"No. 009, 320 million."

It’s Xie Liangjiang.

Xie Shang and Wen Changling both looked over there.

After several rounds, No. 033 gave up the bidding, and "Yao Zhou Tu" was finally bought by Xie Liangjiang for a transaction price of 420 million.

Lot No. 20 is a calligraphy work. The starting bid is [-] yuan, and the bidding level is [-] yuan.

There are two types of number plates for the auction house, red and blue. The red number plate is for anonymous bidders. Anonymous bidders can ask the auction house to keep their identities confidential.

"No. 067, 620 million, is there anyone else bidding?"

No. 067 is a red number plate.

"No. 067, 620 million once, No. 067, 620 million twice, No. 067, 620 million three times." The auctioneer hammered, "Dealed."

This is the highest priced item sold so far.

Xie Shang glanced back.

Zhu Huanzhi was sitting in the second to last row, unable to conceal his joy.

Xie Shang sent a message to He Dongzhou: [No. F418, Zhu Huanzhi]

The last item to be auctioned was a bronze unicorn. The highlight of the evening was that the bidding step range was 100 million.

The moment the auctioneer hammered, an employee in the exhibition hall walked out and made a phone call.

"Madam, the bronze unicorn sculpture has been sold."

"How much is the transaction price?"

"Thirty-five million."

This was the highest priced item sold tonight.

At nine forty, the auction ends.

The main exhibition building of Yanhe Hall is a triangular building. The top is the highest part of the gallery. Looking down from the floor-to-ceiling windows, the entire Yanhe Hall has a panoramic view.

"You're too impatient."

The man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window didn't know what he was looking at. He stared at one place for a long time. The shadow on the glass was motionless, like a hunter lurking in the dark night.

"My old man doesn't have a few days left. I can't just watch that bitch Fu Ying take away my Zhou family's property."

At this time, the auctioneer came in.

"Mr. Zhou, this is the transaction price of all the auction items today."

Zhou Sheng looked at it and said: "The commission is as usual. Please keep your hands and feet clean."

"Yes."

The man standing in front of the window turned around, and the auctioneer called him: "Master Jiang."

The man took his coat and left.

Xie Shang's car was parked on the roadside opposite the gallery, with the lights on but the car not moving.

"Why don't you go?"

Xie Shang said: "I will be happy when I wait for the harvest."

Wen Changling asked: "Is he taking our car?"

"Well, he's going to get something from my place."

Wen Changling lowered the window and wanted to enjoy the night breeze. When he turned his head, the oncoming car stopped just in time.It was a white car, and the moment she looked over, the window was lowered.

A hand stretched out from the car, its fingers were long and thin, with a cold bone feel, and shook out the cigarette ashes.

The owner of the hand was looking at Wen Changling, staring at her openly.

The owner of the hand can be regarded as the second male lead.