From poor god to richest man

Chapter 381 Gratuitous Donations
The last lot in the auction turned into a competition among the guests in the box. After Minik called out a price of [-] million, someone raised it to [-] million.

Although the gold sword hilt is forged from gold, the price of gold with the same weight is definitely far less than this price.

But the most important thing is the age of the golden sword hilt, which has a history of 490 years. Even in the antique world, such a year is rare.

If it is placed in Longhuang's country, it is definitely a national treasure among national treasures, let alone a public auction, even private collection is not allowed.

"[-] million." Minick made another offer, as if he was bound to win it.

"[-] million." Zhen Qiong didn't give in at all.

Wen Wan'er beside him, as well as Yang Rui and the others all had serious expressions on their faces.

The more Mr. Zhen spends, the less money will be left after selling the overseas properties. This makes them irresistible, and they hate the Boal family.

If it weren't for the young man from the Boal family who kept raising the price, Mr. Zhen didn't know how much money he could save.

Maybe you can use the saved money to buy back part of the sold property, stop the loss as much as possible, and even make a comeback.

"[-] million." Minik didn't back down at all, but in fact the family allowed him to squander the money, which is almost reaching its limit.

After all, he is not yet the chess master, and there are other people who are staring at him, trying to compete for the position of the chess master.

If he made a big mistake, those people would definitely not let go of this good opportunity. Even if he couldn't immediately deprive him of his right of inheritance, they would still reduce his chances of becoming a chess player.

"The guest in the second box bids [-] million Gallo langs, is there any price increase?"

The auctioneer seemed to be asking everyone present, but from the fact that he couldn't help but look at the No. 20 box, you could guess that he was just waiting for Zhen Qiong to bid.

The index finger of Zhen Qiong's right hand lightly tapped the edge of the touch screen regularly, with a relaxed face, like an audience.

"The first time for [-] million..."

The auctioneer only said one sentence, and the smile on his face suddenly became extremely bright, even a little ecstatic.

He suppressed his excitement, but his tone was still slightly trembling and he said, "The guest in box No. 20 bid one billion Gallo francs. Is there any price increase?"

One billion gallons, equivalent to about 70 billion Longhuang coins, even if the people present are either rich or expensive, this price is enough to shock them.

Minik didn't increase the price, otherwise even if he got the golden sword hilt, he would be scorned, and it would not be beneficial for him to become a chess player.

He looked towards the NO.20 box, as if he wanted to see Zhen Qiong through the window.

After a while, he said: "Is the ancient family of Longhuang Kingdom so rich? A younger generation can use more than one billion Gaulang."

The steward at the side bent slightly and said, "Master, both of Zhen Qiong's parents died, I suspect that he is now the chess master of that ancient family, that's why he can spend so much money.

And we just received news that Zhen Qiong seems to have sold off many of the family's overseas properties, which is probably one of the reasons why he has so much cash. "

"Huh? In order to buy antiques, you sold all the overseas properties?" Minick was a little surprised, but then he sneered: "You really are a prodigal! But that's fine, let Zhen Qiong be the chess player, and it is estimated that in the near future, The ancient family he belongs to will be removed."

Having said that, Minik picked up the goblet and drank the remaining champagne in one gulp, as if to celebrate that the Boal family lost another competitor.

despair--

The auctioneer's small wooden hammer fell again. If he hadn't been at the end and controlled his strength, this hammer could break the slender handle of the hammer.

"Congratulations to the guest in box No. 20, who bought this Eastern Zhou gold sword hilt at a price of one billion gallons. Today's auction is over, thank you..."

While the auctioneer was still in a state of excitement, Zhen Qiong had already used the "bank card" given by the system to complete the transaction of one billion gallons.

He didn't stay long, and left the auction house as quickly as possible with Wen Wan'er and others, as well as the national treasure he had bought.

After spending so much money in one go, even the bright boss of the Olud Auction House of Light personally sent him a super VIP card, and promised to give Zhen Qiong free use of the No. 20 box for one year.

Not to mention the other buyers present, maybe there will be many people who are inquiring about him and are planning to come over to make friends with him!
Outside the auction house, a large number of reporters have gathered.

Through the live broadcast on the auction house's official website and TV, they learned that the last lot in tonight's auction was sold for one billion gallons.

Even in the country of Gaul, this is enough to be described as a sky-high price. What a good news subject, it is the best choice for harvesting traffic.

Many female reporters even put on the sexiest work clothes, thinking that if they could be spotted by the other party, she could resign on the spot and enjoy a better life.

However, before they could wait for the Lord to appear, they heard the sound of car horns behind them. Many reporters turned around and saw black cars slowly stopping.

Immediately afterwards, from the black car, bodyguards in suits and leather shoes swarmed out, setting up a human tunnel to isolate the reporters.

Looking at the style of the vehicle, as well as the license plate, etc., the reporters realized that this group of people came from the embassy.

This also made them a little timid who wanted to try to attack the defense line. If they were held accountable and sued, not only would they lose their jobs, but they would even have to go in.

And when the reporters were hesitant, Zhen Qiong, as if he had read the script beforehand, brought Wen Wan'er and the others to show up, and got into the black car at a very fast speed.

By the time the reporters reacted and wanted to surround them, the car had already left the auction house at the fastest speed, leaving a group of reporters chaotic in the wind.

"Huh... Fortunately, there is no danger." Zhen Qiong in the car said with a long breath.

Sitting next to him was a steady middle-aged man who was the ambassador of Longhuang Kingdom to Gaul. He smiled and said, "Mr. Zhen, you have worked hard."

"You worked hard too."

After deciding to take all the national treasures at the auction, Zhen Qiong asked Meng Hu to contact the embassy.

Let them pay attention to tonight's auction, and if they feel that the national treasure they bought is of sufficient value, then please come and pick them up.

In order to prevent accidents, Zhen Qiong asked Meng Hu to contact him again.

The reply was that the manpower had been dispatched, and as soon as the auction was over, they would immediately send someone over to pick it up.

Among other things, if the embassy came forward, even the Boal family would have to weigh it up if they were not convinced, so they didn't have to worry about what might happen to the national treasure they bought on the way.

"Do you really want to donate all the national treasures photographed tonight to the Longhuang Kingdom Museum?" The ambassador sighed a little, but he knew very well that the money Zhen Qiong invested in tonight reached more than one billion Gallons.

If converted into Jackie Chan coins, it would be almost seven or eight billion, or even more.

It's not that he has never met a patriotic businessman who volunteered to donate national treasures, but this is the first time he has seen someone like Zhen Qiong who donated billions in one go.

"Of course. I don't know how to appreciate, and I don't understand history. Instead of leaving it at home to eat ashes, I might as well donate it to the Longhuang National Museum, and discover the stories behind these national treasures.

Only in this way can these national treasures show their due value. Also, the place where I live now is just a rented apartment, and it is not safe to put it in my place. "

As Zhen Qiong said, Wen Wan'er on the side had already handed over the donation book that had been prepared in advance. The car is quite big, and it is not a problem for three people to sit in the back seat.

"Ambassador, please look, this is a free donation book with my signature and seal on it."

After taking the donation book and looking at it carefully, the ambassador couldn't help but fell silent.

(End of this chapter)