Lose From Poor God to Richest Man

The ancient family, Zhen Qiong has always been misunderstood as a member of the ancient family, and Mo Gen regards him as the chess player of the ancient family.

But this kind of misunderstanding is beneficial to him. At least he doesn't have to worry about being warned by the system, so he has always been an attitude of neither admitting nor denying.

And for so long, he hasn't seen a living person from the ancient family, which makes him a little suspicious that these people will not be a misunderstanding only after reading too much novels!

Unexpectedly, at this auction, he really met a living ancient family, and it would become a competitive relationship.

If he bought all the national treasures at the auction on the third day, the Boal family might use some means.

But Zhen Qiong really didn't bother them at all. He was a dignified son and had a systematic bodyguard. It can be said that all the ancient families together are not as old as him.

If the other party is playing tricks and endangering him or the people around him, don't blame him for using the system and give the other party a cruel heart.

The Menghu on the side saw the sneer from Mr. Zhen, and couldn't help but sigh: "Zhen Zong is indeed a member of the ancient family, and it seems that he is much better than the so-called Boal family. They are not taken seriously at all. inside."

After sighing this sentence, he was also full of expectations for the auction on the third day. If he could bring back these national treasures and ensure the safety of Mr. Zhen, he would not hesitate to spare his life.

"You help me with something." Zhen Qiong said suddenly.

"President Zhen, your order."

"You go……"

After explaining the matter and watching Menghu leave, Zhen Qiong let out a sigh, although he was ready to "not be a man".

But if it can be solved by secular means, he still does not intend to break the rules.

Regardless of the use of the system, even the ancient family can be easily wiped out, but the "gift" of all systems has already been priced.

And it's still upright, listing a bill that can be checked by Zhen Qiong at any time.

For example, if the Boal family is wiped out, then all the assets of this family will be injected into the trial funds, causing Zhen Qiong to "explode" on the spot.

Early the next morning, Zhen Qiong and others came to the Olud Auction House of Light again, but this time, everyone's mood was different.

When they came to the auction room dedicated to auctioning oil paintings, Zhen Qiong and others found a back seat to sit down.

Although there are a lot of them, because of the high prices of oil painting auctions, the auction halls are rarely full, so no one came out to stop them.

And this is what Zhen Qiong wants, so he quickly fills up the ticket money so that he can compete at the auction on the third day.

The auction officially began, and the first oil painting to appear was called "Flowering Sunflowers", which painted a sunflower field in the setting sun.

It is the proud work of a painter a hundred years ago, but because of the painter's reputation, the starting price is only 1,000 Gao Lulang.

As soon as the auctioneer said that the auction was started, someone added up to five thousand Gao Lulang in one breath, and Zhen Qiong glanced at the other person, who was a middle-aged man with a big belly.

Judging from his appearance, he should be from Gaul, or simply a native of the City of Light.

Through systematic identification, Zhen Qiong learned that this oil painting was genuine, but the upper limit was at most 6,000 Gao Lulang, so he had no plans to compete with that person.

Most of the people present seemed to know the goods, or knew the market, so no one continued to increase prices.

No matter how instigated the auctioneer, how to introduce the benefits of this painting, but in the end he still dropped the hammer with a little helplessness.

If you buy your favorite oil painting at a psychological price, then the middle-aged man smiles like a sunflower.

If it weren't for the influence, he would want to pat his belly and celebrate.

The second painting, called "The Reader", is based on Zhen Qiong's aesthetics and artistic accomplishment. He feels that this is a painting made up of a bunch of color blocks of different shapes.

If it were the same price, he would definitely choose "Flowing Sunflower", but the starting price of this pair of "The Reader" is five thousand Gao Lulang.

"It's a genuine product, the upper limit is 100,000 Gao Lulang...Guang (艹艹艹)! Is this pile of color blocks so expensive?"

While complaining in his heart, Zhen Qiong whispered to Wen Wan'er beside him: "My psychological price is one hundred thousand Gao Lulang."

"Okay. Mr. Zhen." Wen Wan'er nodded, and then raised the sign with the number "2333" in her hand.

"Oh! This beautiful lady offered ten thousand gallons, is there any increase?"

Seeing Wen Wan'er's face, the auctioneer's eyes were also brightened, and even his tone became more emotional, and those who didn't know thought he was about to start recitation of poems.

Many people also looked at Wen Wan'er and Kun Yuxin not far away, with admiration or greed in their eyes.

But in this kind of public place, everyone is a person with a face and a face, so everyone is well controlled, and there is no talk, let alone molesting.

And today they came here, the most important thing is to buy their favorite lot, now if they can show their financial resources and reap the hearts of beautiful people, wouldn't it be a two-eyed one.

Because of this idea, after Wen Waner's bid, the price of "The Reader" was quickly raised to 60,000 Gao Lulang.

"Sixty thousand Gao Lulang, is there anyone offering a higher price?"

As soon as the auctioneer's voice fell, Wen Wan'er raised the sign again.

"Oh! This beautiful lady, bid 70,000 Gao Lulang, is there any more?"

For many people, the 70,000 Gao Lulang has exceeded their expectations, so they did not continue to increase the price.

Continuing to show their financial resources, there are not only two oil paintings at this auction, but they still have the opportunity to pretend to be compelling.

despair--

"Congratulations to this beautiful lady for getting this "Reader"."

The auctioneer's small wooden hammer fell, and Wen Wan'er bought the "Reader" for 70,000 Gao Lulang, which was 30,000 Gao Lulang less than expected.

But neither Zhen Qiong nor the others were too happy, because they all knew that there was still a long way to go before their goal this time.

After finishing the "Reader" auction, many people smiled and nodded towards Wen Wan'er, seeming to be congratulating.

In fact, you don't need to guess, they are trying to get familiar with each other first, and prepare for a conversation later.

After Wen Wan'er responded politely to these people, she turned her attention to the next auction item.

The third auction item turned out to be a work by a certain great painter, but since it was a work of this great painter during the period of “high production”, the starting price was 100,000 Gao Lulang.

"Fake, but it was copied by other painters in the same period, so it is difficult to find if you don't study it carefully, cut it! The Olud of Light auction house, but that's it."

After a word of contempt in his heart, Zhen Qiong leaned into Wen Wan'er's ear and whispered: "This is a fake, no need to ask for a price."

A blush flashed across Wen Wan'er's face, but then returned to normal. She nodded to indicate that she had received it, and then looked at other people and raised the price all the way.

In the end, this painting was bought for 300,000 Gao Lulang. I don't know if that person will collapse after learning that this painting is fake.

When the auction was over, Zhen Qiong bought three oil paintings for a price of 500,000 gallons.

He did not delay at all, so he paid the money and delivered the goods on the same day, and then handed it to Yang Rui so that she could send the three oil paintings back.