Siheyuan, I became a commercial tycoon in the culinary world

At this time, two exquisite antique porcelain basins were carefully brought to the auction table.

The auctioneer's eyes were full of admiration as he began to introduce: "These two antique porcelain basins, one is a Ru kiln porcelain basin from the Song Dynasty. Ru kiln porcelain is famous for its warm color and unique texture.

This porcelain basin has a simple and elegant shape. The starting price is 1.2 million, and each bid increase must not be less than 80,000. "

The collectors present immediately looked at each other with eager eyes. A collector in a Chinese robe was the first to raise his placard: "One million and two hundred and eighty thousand."

Another collector from overseas quickly followed suit: "One million, three hundred and sixty thousand." The price continued to rise amid fierce competition, and finally this Song Dynasty Ru kiln porcelain basin was sold at a high price of one million, eight hundred thousand.

The auctioneer then introduced the second porcelain basin: "This is a blue and white porcelain basin from the Ming Dynasty official kiln. The blue and white color is bright and the pattern is exquisite. The starting price is one million, and each increase in price must not be less than fifty thousand."

Many buyers raised their bids, and the competition was extremely fierce. The price soon exceeded 1.5 million. After several rounds of competition, this Ming Dynasty official kiln blue and white porcelain basin was bought by a senior domestic collector for 1.8 million.

During the auction, the auctioneer's professional explanations and detailed introductions to the items also added a lot of color to the auction.

He not only introduced the artistic value of each lot, but also told the historical stories and cultural connotations behind them, allowing the buyers present to have a deeper understanding of these antique calligraphy and paintings.

With the sale of the last lot, this grand auction of antique calligraphy and paintings came to a successful conclusion.

He Yuzhu looked at the final transaction amount excitedly, 100 billion! He knew that he was one step closer to the Hong Kong rich list, and maybe he would be on par with Li Ka-shing.

This auction not only brought him huge wealth, but also made him famous in Hong Kong's art and business circles.

At the celebration banquet after the auction, Song Bojian, Shen Jihuan and He Yuzhu gathered together to celebrate this successful auction.

They raised their glasses to celebrate, their faces filled with the joy of victory.

“Brother Song, Ji Huan, this time it’s all thanks to you two.

Without your advice and support, this auction would never have been so successful.

Brother Song, the comments and recommendations of the experts and scholars you contacted have greatly increased the authority of these antique calligraphy and paintings, attracting many capable buyers.

And Ji Huan, the advertising and the invitation of celebrities and wealthy people that you were responsible for made this auction cause a huge sensation in Hong Kong.

I, He Yuzhu, can achieve what I have today thanks to you two. I, He Yuzhu, will remember this kindness in my heart. If you need me in the future, I will do my best and will never refuse. "He Yuzhu spoke earnestly, his eyes full of sincerity.

Song Bojian smiled and patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder, saying, "Yuzhu, you are too kind. The three of us are partners, and the success of this auction is the result of our joint efforts. I believe that in the days to come, we will have more opportunities to work together and create more glory."

Shen Jihuan also nodded and said, "Yes, Brother Zhuzi. We are all working towards a common goal, so there is no need to be so polite. Let's continue to work together to create a bigger world in the art and business fields of Hong Kong."

The three of them smiled at each other and raised their glasses again to celebrate their friendship and future cooperation.

While He Yuzhu's auction was a great success, Zhang Wanting's condition began to deteriorate again.

On this day, He Yuzhu was discussing with Song Bojian and Shen Jihuan in his villa how to enter the real estate industry.

The phone in the living room rang urgently.

He Yuzhu's heart tightened, and he quickly walked to the phone and picked up the receiver. Qin Jingru's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Yuzhu, it's not good! Sister Wanting's condition suddenly worsened, and the doctor is doing his best to save her."

He Yuzhu felt his head buzzing. He tried to calm himself down and asked, "Jingru, what happened? Wasn't everything fine before?"

Qin Jingru cried, "I don't know either. Sister Wanting suddenly had difficulty breathing and her face looked very bad. Brother Yuzhu, please come to the hospital quickly."

He Yuzhu put down the phone and looked at Song Bojian and Shen Jihuan with a serious expression: "Wanting's condition has worsened. I have to go to the hospital quickly."

Song Bojian and Shen Jihuan also stood up immediately. Song Bojian said, "Zhu Zi, go quickly. We will help you keep an eye on things here. Tell us if you need anything."

He Yuzhu nodded gratefully, hurried out, and drove straight to the hospital.

Along the way, He Yuzhu was extremely anxious, and Zhang Wanting's face kept appearing in his mind. He prayed secretly, hoping that Zhang Wanting could survive this crisis safely.

When he arrived at the hospital, He Yuzhu went straight to the ward and saw Qin Jingru pacing anxiously outside the ward.

He Yuzhu stepped forward and grabbed Qin Jingru's hand, and asked anxiously: "Jingru, how is Wanting now?" Qin Jingru's eyes were red: "The doctor is still rescuing her inside, and I don't know the specific situation."

He Yuzhu waited anxiously outside the ward, and time seemed to be extremely long. Every minute and every second was torture for him. Finally, the doctor came out of the ward, and He Yuzhu hurriedly went to greet him: "Doctor, how is Wan Ting?"

The doctor looked serious: "The patient's condition is not optimistic, we have tried our best.

But her condition is too serious and her life is in danger at any time. He Yuzhu felt his eyes go dark and he almost fell to the ground.

He held on to his body and said in a trembling voice: "Doctor, please save her. I am willing to pay any price."

The doctor sighed, "Mr. He, this is not a matter of money. The patient's disease has reached the terminal stage, and there is currently no drug in the world that can cure gastric cancer.

We will do our best to save Ms. Zhang's life, but you must also be mentally prepared."

He Yuzhu walked into the ward and looked at Zhang Wanting, who was pale on the bed, his heart filled with pain and self-blame.

He held Zhang Wanting's hand and said softly, "Wanting, you must hold on. I will definitely find a way to cure your illness." Zhang

Wan Ting opened her eyes slightly and smiled weakly: "Yu Zhu, don't be sad. I know my illness... I'm afraid it won't be cured."

He Yuzhu burst into tears: "No, Wanting, you will definitely get better. We still have a lot of things to do. Do you know that you are now a wealthy lady..."

"Brother Zhuzi, I know that you are very capable. It is the blessing I have earned in my previous life that I can marry you in this life. If one day, I leave! Don't be sad! You should marry someone who is worthy of you to spend the rest of your life..." Zhang Wanting said in a weak voice.