Security guard of the female president's son-in-law

Seeing that Meng Dong was about to leave, the rest of the people had no choice but to come or go at their own discretion.

Zheng Zihan winked at the host on the stage, who immediately understood and shouted: "Next, what we are going to auction is a famous ancient sword named Dulu.

"Xunzi" Chengxiang chapter, "I am afraid that Zixu will be separated from the murderer, and he will not listen to the letter, and the neck will be alone and abandoned by the river." Dulu bestowed the sword on Wu Zixu for Fucha, the king of Wu, and it still cuts iron like mud. "

A sword was placed on the stage, and the sun shone on the sword, full of murderous aura.

Meng Dong looked back and said with a smile: "You really did something, do you think I don't have a sword? Are you going to give me a sword?"

"do you have?"

Zhao Wanning asked suddenly, Meng Dong was so angry, Lao Chen also nodded, "Your sword is not good, you don't know how to use it."

Meng Dong said angrily: "A man can't say it's not good, and he can't say he can't use it."

Old Chen patted him on the shoulder and said, "The things I want haven't come out yet, let's have a look."

A group of people walked back again, Zheng Zihan and the others smiled disdainfully, didn't they look down on them?Why are you back again.

Seeing this, the host on the stage also smiled slightly and said, "The starting price for the Dulu Sword is 3000 million, and each increase must not be less than 100 million."

"Thirty-five million."

"Thirty-five million."

"..."

A group of people shouted from below, although this thing is expensive, but this thing is hard to come by, keep a sword at home, maybe you can make a swordsman in the future.

Inside the hotel, Ye Yu frowned deeply and said, "Good guy, my people dare to bribe you, it's okay."

Gradually, this sword has been photographed for 5000 million, and gradually the bidding is not so urgent.

Zhang Xingli glanced at Meng Dong, then looked at Zheng Zihan and said, "He hasn't made an offer yet."

Zheng Zihan smiled slightly, "Linchuan can't find such a sword, even the Fuyi in his hand is not as good as it. The most important thing is that he can't even use the Fuyi. For him, this sword is his dream. "

At this moment, Ding You raised his hand and said, "6000 million, I want it!"

The scene suddenly calmed down, and it was raised by 1000 million all of a sudden. It seemed that they were determined to win. If they continue to fight, they will become enemies.

But Meng Dong still didn't speak.

Zhao Wanning glanced at it, and said worriedly: "Don't worry about face, he wants to send bullets and shells to hit him, then accept it."

Old Chen also nodded and said: "I think so too. He thinks you are not qualified enough, so he wants to train you. It's too insulting, but 6000 million is really delicious."

"If you can't save your face, then I'll do it!"

Wu Wenyan was about to raise his hand, when Meng Dong sighed and said, "We have a good relationship, don't we have some confidence between people?"

After a while, Ding You urged: "What are you doing, hurry up and shout!"

The host said awkwardly: "6000 million for the first time... 6000 million for the second time..."

Weng Zixuan wanted to ask for a price, but Zheng Zihan stopped him: "My things are not so easy to get, let them take pictures first."

The host looked at Zheng Zihan and saw that there was no wave in his ancient well, so he could only shout: "Congratulations, Young Master Ding, for winning the Dulu Sword."

Wu Wenyan said with emotion: "Mr. Meng, you are taking too much face."

Meng Dong leaned on the table with one hand, and said with a smile: "I'm a person who started fighting from the bottom. I don't want to lose face. I just want to live well, so I'm also very cautious when buying things. I don't need this sword."

This sword is nothing special, the murderous aura on it is not as good as the Baipi Dragonscale Dagger, it just has its name.

The sword that Zheng Zihan sent over, he must have a better one, so what's the use of this.

The next auction was very boring. They were not interested in these things, and Lao Chen was also lacking in interest.

Suddenly, a small finger-length porcelain on the stage attracted Meng Dong's attention, mainly because the aura of this thing was too strong.

Meng Dong asked: "Old Chen, what is this?"

Old Chen said with a smile: "It should be a small clay pot from the Ming Dynasty. Such things are not common."

When Meng Dong heard someone raised his hand for 300 million, he immediately raised his hand and said, "400 million."

As soon as the price was called here, everyone looked at it. The first thing was to think whether this thing was a fake, and the second thing was how did he ask the Zheng family to return?
Meng Dong looked at the group of people, swallowed the pastry in his hand and said, "What's wrong? Can't I join in the show? Go ahead."

Don't continue, the matter between you should be handled by you.

Chairman Luo was a little panicked at this moment, and asked with a smile: "My little friend, what do you think of this antique?"

Meng Dong replied with a smile: "No, I think it's pretty good."

Chairman Luo breathed a sigh of relief, if he missed one thing, it would be justified, but if he missed it twice in a row, it would be a problem of ability.

Asked again: "Where is it good? Do you know any stories in it?"

Meng Dong smiled back again, and said calmly, "I know, but I just won't tell you."

Old Chen and the others smiled slightly, they asked just now, you know what a fart, but the answer is no problem.

President Luo snorted coldly, and said with disdain: "Although it is an official Xuande kiln in the Ming Dynasty, it is of average quality, so I will let it go to you."

The chairman has said so, it is obviously a loss of 300 million, so there is no dispute, stop the loss in time.

Meng Dong took it out of Miss Manners' hands, and immediately looked inside, not to mention that it was cleaned, there was nothing left on the horse.

It's also the same as Chairman Luo said, the appearance is average, but the aura in the bottle is stronger, that is to say, it's not that it has aura itself, but that the bottle has been filled with things with aura, and it has been contaminated.

Old Chen took it from Meng Dong's hand, looked at it with a magnifying glass for a while, shook his head and said, "This thing can cost up to 100 million yuan, and it can be driven to more than 200 million yuan. These people are all flattering the Zheng family."

Zhao Wanning joked: "This 300 million, how long do you have to be a security guard to earn it, eat more later, and then pack some, stop the loss in time."

Meng Dong glanced at her, he didn't offend you today, why are you always against me?

He patted her on the shoulder and said, "Just work hard."

Zhao Wanning looked puzzled, and Wu Wenyan was holding back a smile beside him. With the current development of Yanjing Medicine, the 300 million is really not worth mentioning.

At first, Meng Dong asked him to borrow a little money, but now he has gradually become a rich man, but he still seems to dress the same as before, and continues to act as a security guard.

It seems that the whole of Linchuan is changing, but Meng Dong has not changed, and it seems that he is the only one who has changed the most.

After several more auctions, a large vat was carried to the stage. The vat was turquoise, with nine dragons tattooed on it, which was very complicated.

The host laughed and said: "Our last three treasures, the third one, the Qing Daoguang jasper Jiulong urn, dispatched thousands of people from Xinjiang to Yangzhou, and dozens of jade craftsmen took three years to complete it, but unfortunately it was not able to be transported to the capital. The implication is very good, there is a sea in front of the door that makes a fortune every year, the starting price is 500 million yuan, and each increase must not be less than [-] million."