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Chapter 384 The Mysterious Old Man

When Su Mingyin was about to end, an old man in Tang suit suddenly stood up and raised the sign in his hand: "I will offer 500 million."

When the host said it, he was immediately happy: "This gentleman paid 500 million yuan. Is there anyone who has a higher price? If I remember correctly, this old gentleman seems to be the old man in the fine wine industry?"

"Grandpa, what are you doing? Such a pot of wine costs 500 million yuan, it's really not worth it." A young woman beside Yun Lao stood up quickly and pulled Yun Lao.

"What do you know, little girl? In the eyes of wine tasters, money is nothing. Do you think that this kind of old wine, which is rare in a hundred years, can be bought by money! Besides, I have never seen this kind of wine in my life. However, the aroma of the wine just now is enough to prove that it is better than any kind of wine today, this jar of wine, I will definitely decide on Yunbuqu."

Yun Lao's voice was firm and loud. It could be seen that he seemed to be very concerned about this jar of wine. The reason why he didn't ask for the price at the beginning was because he wanted to wait for the price to stabilize before bidding. This wine was taken down. For those who love wine, it is absolutely impossible to stop after encountering this kind of wine.

However, Yun Buqu was a bit miscalculated. What he said just now was very loud, and many rich people nearby heard it. You must know that these rich people are all businessmen. They have money in their hands. What they like most is After investing and collecting, now when I learned from Mr. Yun that this pot of wine is worth collecting, I immediately became excited.

A real estate boss directly raised the price to 3000 million.

After all, rare things are expensive, and there is only one jar of this wine, which means that the price will be higher in the future.

"I'll offer 500 million." Yun Buqu gritted his teeth.

"I'll offer 4000 million." Another rich man made an offer.

Mr. Yun was a little impatient. When he smelled the aroma of the wine, he made up his mind to take it down. Now that the price has been raised to 4000 million, Mr. Yun couldn't take it anymore, but he still gritted his teeth , raised the price to 500 million.

"I want 6000 million." Suddenly, a domineering voice came out, and the price was raised so high in an instant, which also attracted many people's attention.

Su Ming's mood has been pounding since just now, because the higher the selling price, the more funds he will get. The one who bid 6000 million is naturally Lin Tianyou who is sitting beside him.

But Su Ming was not surprised, Mr. Lin had said in advance that he would have this wine freely.

The price of 6000 million has already made Lao Yun unable to bid, so he can only shake his head and sigh, looking at the jar of old wine on the auction stage reluctantly.

"Mr. Lin has reached 6000 million, is there anyone who will continue to bid, 6000 million for the first time, 6000 million for the second time, 6000 million." The host was also anxious, as if he was afraid that Lin Tianyou would regret it, and wanted to make a final decision, but this was still Before he finished speaking, he saw a sign raised up.

At the same time, a familiar voice came into Su Ming's ears: "I will offer 8000 million."

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The people present breathed a sigh of relief, and turned their eyes to the owner of the voice.

Su Ming also narrowed his eyes and looked at this person.

Qin Junhao!
Unexpectedly, this product also came to participate in the auction, it really exceeded Su Ming's expectations, but Su Ming didn't understand why Qin Junhao would be tempted by this jar of wine.

When the price was raised to 8000 million, Lin Tianyou became impatient. 6000 million is already the limit. Now that the price has been raised to 8000 million, Lin Tianyou couldn't bear it, but he promised Mr. Lin that he would take the wine. Come down, after all, Mr. Lin is a wine lover. When he smelled this smell, he couldn't bear it. If he didn't get this wine back today, he would definitely be angry.

But if the price is raised too high, then what if there is not enough funds for Immortal Water?

For a moment, Lin Tianyou was in a dilemma, after all, his main purpose today was the Immortal Water.

"Old Lin, your old man likes this jar of wine very much." At the critical moment, Zhang Xingzhou suddenly laughed.

Lin Tianyou curled his lips: "You boy, it's not that I don't know what you're thinking, you just want to spend my funds, and then I can't compete with you for the fairy water, can I?"

Zhang Xingzhou shrugged helplessly: "I never said that, and I have nothing to do if you think so."

Lin Tianyou's expression changed for a while.

"Brother, this is just a jar of better wine. It's not necessary. Immortal water is the most important thing. We must keep the firepower." Lin Yuetian who was sitting on the side reminded.

Lin Tianyou fell silent for a moment.

"I want 9000 million." Suddenly, a deep voice came.

Qin Junhao, who was originally complacent, suddenly became gloomy, and stood up abruptly, saying that Qin Junhao's face is actually quite good, and the price has already reached 8000 million. It stands to reason that no one would be so ignorant of good and evil and Qin Junhao. Price, after all, spending 8000 million yuan for a jar of wine is definitely a bigwig-level existence, and anyone with a little brain in the Tao would not do such a thing.

Qin Junhao also wanted to see who was so ignorant.

I saw that the bidder this time was also in the first-class position, but there was only an old man present, and beside him stood a middle-aged man with a scar on his face.

When Qin Junhao saw the old man, his face changed slightly, his brows frowned, and finally he sat back obediently without saying a word.

Su Ming's heart was about to jump out. He really didn't expect that this jar of old wine could be sold for 9000 million. To Su Ming, 9000 million was an astronomical figure. After all, it was infinitely close to [-] million!

It's hard to imagine what kind of digital unit this is. Su Ming used to dream of becoming a billionaire, but this jar of wine has brought Su Ming to this level.

Su Ming was also very curious, besides Qin Junhao, who else would pay such a price to buy this jug of wine?

It was an old man who was close to 80 years old. He had white beard and white hair, and his face was full of wrinkles. It is not as imposing as those dragon-headed crutches in the movie. It is just a simple crutch, but when the old man rests on it with both hands, it is quite imposing. He also wears a very dazzling emerald ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

Although the old man seems to have entered the dying years, his cloudy eyes are so sharp that people dare not look at him. The eyes of the one-eyed dragon beside Zhao Xuehai were very sharp, but they were only sharp. The old man's cloudy eyes are not only sharp, but there is an unknown aura in his dark eyes, which is not simple at first glance, as if it is an aura from a superior.

Faintly, Su Ming also passed through the Sky-reaching Dharma Eye, and saw a faintly majestic aura rising from the old man's back.

This person's identity is definitely not ordinary.

The man with the scar next to the old man was about forty years old, but he acted neither humble nor overbearing. When he stood beside the old man, he kept a motionless motion, and even the rise and fall of his chest was hard to discern. People would think that this is a statue, it doesn't seem to have any breath, and the sense of existence is extremely low.

But he stood beside the old man, but no one dared to ignore him, which was a very contradictory feeling.

"Huh? I didn't expect him to come too." Zhang Xingzhou murmured softly.

"Congratulations to this old man for bidding this old wine at a price of 9000 million yuan." The host was also very happy to be able to bid this wine at a high price of 9000 million yuan, and at this moment began to say various things to the old man. Such rhetoric, anyway, is a compliment or something.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start the next game." However, the imposing old man in his dying years seemed very impatient, and interrupted the host's praise with a faint sentence. What was even more unexpected was that the old man's voice seemed to be It was very low, but everyone present heard it. This is an extremely weird thing.

(End of this chapter)