The best ring

Wu Fan watched boredly, waiting for his calligraphy work to be put up for auction.

Wang Ziming is also waiting, but unlike Wu Fanguang, he occasionally makes quotes. However, he doesn't come across anything that he particularly likes, so the quotes are only for the purpose of participation, and there is no obligation to buy. Come down.

However, this situation changed when I saw an ink painting.

When this ink painting called "Spring Mountain Flying Birds" was presented, Wu Fan clearly felt that the eyes of Wang Ziming next to him lit up a bit.

"Everyone, what is being auctioned now is this 'Spring Mountain Birds Painting'. Its author is Li Yanzi, a master of the Tang Dynasty. Li Yanzi's ink paintings occupy a very high position in the entire history of ink painting. This 'Spring Mountain Painting' The "Flying Birds" was created when he was at his peak. I believe that even if I don't say it, everyone can understand the level of his painting. The use of this ink is exquisite and graceful, the characters are vividly depicted, and the atmosphere is rendered just right... ." The auctioneer had already introduced the work on the stage.

After the introduction, interested people came forward to observe up close, and Wang Ziming also took the rare initiative to take the stage.

Wu Fan discovered that in addition to Wang Ziming, there were many other people at the scene with interested expressions on their faces. Wu Fan threw an identification technique at it, and the result...

After everyone finished watching and returned to their seats, the auctioneer spoke again.

"Okay, without further ado, we will start the auction now. The starting price of this painting is 10 million! Each bid increase must not be less than 100,000! The bidding begins!"

"One thousand and one million!"

"I'll give you 10.2 million!"

"Ten and a half million!"

...

"Twelve and a half million!"

...

As the bidding began, the price of this ink painting also soared. From the starting price of 10 million, it quickly soared to more than 20 million. However, the upward momentum is still strong.

Different from the previous casual quotations, this time Wang Ziming was obviously much more serious, with a focused look on his face, and he raised the sign in his hand again and again.

"My old man likes to collect ink paintings." Wang Ziming seemed to feel Wu Fan's gaze and explained casually: "I especially like this work by Li Yanzi. It's rare to encounter it this time, so I can't let it go easily."

Although Wang Ziming was talking to Wu Fan, his eyes did not leave the ink painting in the hands of the etiquette lady on the stage, which showed that he valued this work.

Wu Fan understood why Wang Ziming valued this painting so much, but this painting...

Just as Wu Fan was about to say something to Wang Ziming, a slightly wild voice suddenly sounded from the scene.

"I'll pay 25 million!"

As soon as this voice came out, the scene suddenly fell into a brief silence. Many people looked at the bidder, including Wang Ziming and Wu Fan.

You know, the last quotation was only 22 million. As soon as this person opened his mouth, he directly increased the amount by 3 million. The increase was much larger than the previous quotation. And such a quotation method showed that the other party did not want to The money difference, on the other hand, also shows that the other party is determined to win the painting.

There is another situation, that is, the last person who quoted 22 million was none other than Wang Ziming!

"Is it him?!" Wang Ziming frowned unconsciously after seeing the person who quoted the price.

"Who?" Wu Fan asked curiously. Although he had seen the person's appearance, he did not recognize him.

"Jiang Yu! The eldest son of the Jiang family!" Wang Ziming said, with some contempt and disgust in his tone.

As soon as Wu Fan saw Wang Ziming's expression, he knew that the relationship between the two of them must not be good.

After Jiang Yu quoted the price, he also looked at Wang Ziming and said with a little arrogance and hostility on his face: "I know that Mr. Wang's father likes Li Yanzi's ink paintings. Logically speaking, I shouldn't get along with Mr. Wang. It’s a fight, but unfortunately, my father also likes Master Li’s ink paintings, so I can only fight for his love. I hope Mr. Wang will understand.”

He said that he hoped Wang Ziming would understand, but the expression on Jiang Yu's face did not show the slightest bit of embarrassment, but rather a hint of provocation.

Wang Ziming's expression became a little ugly, and he replied: "Master Jiang, how come your father's hobbies have changed? Has he fallen in love with such elegant things? Hasn't he always liked gambling? I heard that last week, he lost on the sea Tens of millions, and I almost lost my underwear. Do you still have money to buy this painting now?”

Jiang Yu's face became a little gloomy, and he said coldly: "Tens of millions are just drizzle to our Jiang family. As long as I am willing, I can buy ten such paintings!"

"Really? But you may not even be able to buy one today!" Wang Ziming replied.

The two of them looked at each other in the air, full of gunpowder. As for the other people at the scene, who had some knowledge of the grudge between the two, they all had the attitude of watching a show and did not interrupt.

"Two young masters, please be patient. Let's continue the auction." The auctioneer came out to smooth things over, but he was secretly happy in his heart. If these two fight, then the final transaction price of this painting will definitely not be low: "Now Mr. Jiang bid 20 to 5 million, is there anyone else who bids higher?”

Although the auctioneer said this, his eyes were looking at Wang Ziming, obviously waiting for Wang Ziming to bid. There were many other people at the scene who were also waiting for Wang Ziming to speak.

"Twenty-six million!" Wang Ziming did not disappoint everyone and quickly quoted a new price, one million higher than Jiang Yu.

"Twenty-eight million!" As soon as Wang Ziming finished speaking, Jiang Yu's offer followed, and it was two million higher than Wang Ziming's.

Many people at the scene saw the gunpowder smell between the two and wisely withdrew from the competition. However, some people still participated in it because they also liked this painting.

Under the competition of their own side, the price soon reached 40 million!

At this time, except Wang Ziming and Jiang Yu, everyone else had given up the competition. Even those who liked this painting stopped bidding at this time, because everyone's valuation of this painting was only about 40 million, which was now at everyone's psychological price. Jiang Yu and Wang Ziming had no intention of giving up, so others knew that they had no chance.

"Forty-one million!" Wang Ziming said.

"Mr. Wang, this one million, one million is too stingy. Don't you have any money in your pocket? If not, I can lend you some." Jiang Yu said, and then he also quoted his new price: "Forty-five million!"

Forty-five million!

This is a price that has exceeded the value of the painting itself. Everyone knows that no matter who takes the picture, they will buy it at a premium price.

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