Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Qin Xuan was in front, and Yuan Jinhong was behind. The two slowly entered the auction venue.

The auction venue was full of well-known figures in Jinling, and not only in Jinling, but also in various parts of China. There were also many people from consortiums and aristocratic families.

Qin Xuan and Yuan Jinhong sat in the front. As a master of Jinling, Yuan Jinhong would naturally be in front of the crowd.

The auction had not yet started, and there were many people around, all whispering, and no one spoke loudly.

Qin Xuan sat there. Some people around recognized Qin Xuan and suddenly became silent, not daring to speak. Some people did not know Qin Xuan and asked others, but were dumbfounded after getting the answer.

On the contrary, some people knew Yuan Jinhong but not Qin Xuan, and they were surprised in their hearts, thinking that Qin Xuan was Yuan Jinhong's junior, and did not care.

The auction was about to start, and the host had already come on stage to wait, and it seemed that even the whispers around had not been heard.

Suddenly, there was a discussion at the door. At the door, a woman in her twenties, wearing a banquet dress, came slowly.

Many people looked at her and were shocked.

Qin Qiaoer!

A senior executive of the Qin Group, she is also the proud daughter of the third generation of the Qin family and the eldest daughter of Qin Wencai.

Immediately, many people's attention was attracted, and some even went to talk and greet.

Qin Qiaoer was in the limelight for a while. As a proud daughter of the five major families in Kyoto, she had experienced many such scenes, but she was neither arrogant nor impatient, and was polite, showing the face of the Qin family without losing etiquette.

This scene made many people sigh secretly, and some young women who came with their elders envied her.

"As expected of the proud daughter of the Qin family, I heard that she is already engaged?"

"It seems that she is engaged. It seems that our younger generation has no hope!"

"If any younger generation in the family marries this girl, not to mention the Qin family, her temperament alone is enough!"

The group of old people were talking and laughing, and they did not feel regretful.

They knew very well that since Qin Qiaoer was a direct descendant of the Qin family, the other party was at least the pride of the top family in China. Although they also had some background, their younger generations were not at the same level as Qin Qiaoer.

Qin Qiaoer smiled faintly, she slowly walked to the front row of seats and sat down gently.

Suddenly, her eyes paused, she saw Qin Xuan sitting calmly on the side, and she couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Why is he here?

The people who came to this banquet were all well-known figures. The Jinxiu Group, whose net worth did not exceed 10 billion, and the Wende Club, which Qin Wende could not get on the stage, were not enough to make Qin Xuan come here.

Qin Qiaoer looked suspicious. She saw Yuan Jinhong and frowned slightly.

Master Yuan?

She knew Yuan Jinhong. Yuan Jinhong had a good relationship with the old man and she had met him several times.

How could Qin Xuan be related to Master Yuan? Moreover, he sat at the same table with Master Yuan. Although there were several seats around, they were all empty, as if no one dared to sit.

Qin Qiaoer sat down slowly. She hesitated slightly, but did not talk to Qin Xuan.

After all, she had never had a close relationship with Qin Xuan. Moreover, it was a well-known fact among the Jinling family that Qin Wende was expelled from the Qin family. There were many family members present. If she talked with Qin Xuan and was seen by others, it would inevitably be a topic of gossip.

Qin Qiaoer gradually retracted her gaze and sat upright, and did not pay attention to Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan naturally ignored Qin Qiaoer, and he didn't even look at her. This scene made Qin Qiaoer feel uncomfortable. After all, she was Qin Xuan's sister by blood. Although she didn't want to get entangled with Qin Xuan, Qin Xuan's attitude was too rude.

Qin Qiaoer sneered in her heart and looked at the high platform of the auction.

Even if Qin Xuan attended this banquet, what would happen? With the financial resources of his fifth uncle's family, Qin Xuan must have come to broaden his horizons.

But she was different. She had the Qin Group behind her, with over 100 billion yuan in funds. Why should she care about Qin Xuan?

Thinking of this, the slight dissatisfaction in Qin Qiaoer's heart disappeared.

Finally, when the gate slowly closed, security guards were strictly guarding everywhere, and there were armed police patrolling outside, the auction finally started.

The person who hosted the auction was a famous Chinese master, who was very famous in the auction industry, and his words were very humorous. He was very good at creating an atmosphere and could get a good price for every auction item.

This time, he did the same thing, and his relaxed words made the dignitaries present smile.

Although it was nonsense, the opening remarks without any nutrition were not so boring.

Finally, when a woman slowly carried an auction item to the stage, the host finally straightened his face and returned to the topic.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this first collection is an ancient sword from the end of the Han Dynasty. Although it has been rusty for many years, it is also a national treasure. It has a history of more than a thousand years of burial and has circulated in Shu.The royal family of the Jin Dynasty, Sima family, was buried in the Five Barbarians Rebellion. It was unearthed a hundred years ago and identified by famous archaeologists at the time. It was lost overseas. This time it returned to China. You are all predecessors who will not let the pearls be buried in the dust and the gold flow with the water. I will not show my ugliness! "

"How much is this ancient sword? You have your own ideas in your hearts. The reserve price is only one million!"

The host smiled gently, then he bowed and said, "Please, everyone!"

Ancient sword from the end of the Han Dynasty?

Many people couldn't help showing a trace of interest. After all, it was a long time ago. Although it was rusty, it was this rust that highlighted the ruthlessness of time. This sword was originally for viewing. As for the price...

Someone immediately spoke up, "One million and one hundred thousand! "

Although adding 100,000 is not much, it is just a start.

Yuan Jinhong looked at the ancient sword and glanced at Qin Xuan, but seeing Qin Xuan's indifferent expression, he remained silent.

Finally, the ancient sword was bought by a wealthy man in Jinling for 7.2 million.

Following that, several antiques were sold at a good price, and the host's smile became brighter.

"Next, this is the seventh collection. This is an ancient painting. Now is the end of the year. This painting is just in time. Although it is only a few hundred years old, it is also from the hands of a master. Later, it was collected by an old man. The old man lived overseas during the war. Now that the old man has passed away, his descendants think that this scroll is the quintessence of China and should be handed over to China, so they commissioned it for auction. "

The host smiled and carefully opened the ancient painting in the hands of the two old men.

Suddenly, a painting of a hundred carps celebrating the spring appeared in front of everyone. It can be seen that the painting has turned yellow and is no longer delicate, but the meaning of the painting has attracted many people, and Qin Qiaoer's eyes are bright.

She participated in this auction because she wanted to get several antiques, and this painting of a hundred carps celebrating the spring was one of them.

The old man has always liked calligraphy and painting. If this painting is given to the old man at the end of the year, the old man will definitely be very happy.

"The reserve price is five million!" The host said with a smile.

Immediately, Qin Qiaoer raised the number plate in her hand and said, "Ten million!"

It doubled in an instant, and the whole banquet was silent.