Chapter 122 Tea painting party(1/2)
Seeing the business tycoons sitting opposite the table, they were dancing and cheerful, the several persons in charge of the auction house were stunned.
What the hell?
They seem to be discussing buying tea, which is normal. Most successful entrepreneurs like to drink some tea, and they also like to give gifts, such as Dahongpao and Longjing. They have also heard of it.
But...what kind of tea party is worth 100 million?
And a regular amount of one cup per day is only provided for one year, which adds up to one or two pounds, 50,000 or 60,000 gram per gram???
Too scary, right?
The heads of these auction houses are also people who have seen the world, but this price really scared them.
The key point is that these business tycoons are still very excited and are anxious to pay the money!
There are problems, there are big problems!
With the IQs of several business tycoons, they should not join the pyramid scheme.
Then... the key to the problem lies in this tea.
Several auction house leaders focused their eyes on the tea in front of them, and without saying a word, they picked it up and drank it.
The next second, the whole person almost floated up. If it weren't for the concern of his image, he would have called out.
A dual feeling of pleasure from the body and soul makes them feel endless aftertaste.
The female president of Hongxiu Auction House was taken away by Brother Dong because of tea, and he did not enjoy the taste of tea. He just looked at his peers' expressions of enjoyment, and suddenly felt a little regretful.
Let’s not talk about the taste of tea for now. After all, according to the price of tea, this cup is worth 200,000 to 300,000 yuan!
At this time, the maid took Ye Fang's painting over and handed it to Ye Qianyi.
"Is this a painting?"
Several business tycoons asked curiously.
Seeing that several people at the auction house were still immersed in the taste of tea, Ye Qianyi did not wake up, but opened the painting and introduced it to Jack Ma and the others: "It's just an essay. I gave it a name called: One circle and Two Worlds."
Several business masters looked at it and were puzzled. There was one circle and two worlds there. There was obviously only one circle. When they were about to take a closer look and feel the two worlds.
The people from the auction house reacted.
The female president of Hongxiu Auction House started first, "Mr. Zhao, they had the highest output of 2.6 billion before this painting, and we will directly output of 2.7 billion this time!"
On the other side, the boss of Deyou Auction House licked his lips and smiled, "Is your Hongxiu sincere worth 100 million? We will pay 3 billion!"
The head of Zhenbao Pavilion raised his hand, "Three hundred million."
Mo Lingyun from Guxiangzhai immediately raised his hand: "Three hundred and two billion."
Big Poly is always a fat man in a suit. He slowly stood up. However, he did not immediately make a offer, but looked at a table opposite and said respectfully: "President Zhao and the big bosses stand up."
Hearing this, Zhao Bingran was a little confused about the other party's intentions, but she still stood up. When Jackma and the others saw that the owner had stood up, they stood up.
Seeing that everyone at the table opposite stood up, Boss Big Poly smiled, and smiled unrestrainedly. He pointed to several other auction houses and said, "What I want to say is that everyone here is garbage."
"My big Poly Auction House will issue a guarantee of 4 billion! If this painting is less than 4 billion, our auction house will make up for the difference. If it is higher than 4 billion, we are willing to share the profit with the Ye family!"
The operation of Boss Da Poly really shocked everyone on the scene. Unexpectedly, the jokes on the Internet actually appeared on them.
Everyone in Zhao Bingran and the others laughed and then sat down.
But soon a few business masters felt something was wrong, and they were joking, but judging from the confidence of the boss of Poly, they definitely wanted to get this simple one.
It’s just a piece of paper, not even a picture frame, and there is no frame table. There is an oval drawn on it. You are scrambling to buy it one by one? Spend 4 billion?
Thinking of this, several business tycoons were secretly surprised and even began to look at each other, wanting to find answers from each other, but it is obvious that they are all confused now.
Are they already out of touch with this era?
But you can’t do this even if you have money. This is a matter of principle.
Jack Ma vaguely noticed something was wrong. Perhaps the painting was not simple, so he asked, "Mr. Zhao, haven't asked for advice yet, who did this painting come from?"
Mr. Xu: "Yes, I have bought a lot of things at the auction house, but the painting has no signature, and I can't tell anything in just one circle."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Bingran smiled, "Great-grandfather is not a celebrity, this is just his essay. Time is a bit tight, so there is no box or signature."
"Is this drawn by Mr. Ye?" A strange color flashed in his eyes, and he asked hurriedly.
Zhao Bingran nodded slowly, "This is indeed painted by his great-grandfather. Including the previous painting, this is the second one. I wonder if you have heard of it?"
Mr. Xu suddenly patted his thigh and said, "Of course I have heard of it. It is said that it is very mysterious. You can see many different things from the painting. In the end, it seems that they were bought by the Du family. Many people left at that time, but they were all turned aside. Mr. Du said that the painting should be used as a family heirloom, and it would not be sold for no matter how much it is."
Jack Ma was a little surprised, "Is that 'Yi' the work of Mr. Ye?"
Zhao Bingran nodded again, "Yes, and this one is the second one."
After confirming that it was Ye Fang's work, several business tycoons immediately became interested.
"Mr. Zhao, let's have a few ignorant eyes. Please explain the mystery to me." Jack Ma and his friends asked.
If this painting was painted by others, they probably wouldn't have looked at it again, but when they heard it was painted by Ye Fang, their thoughts immediately became different.
After all, the shadow of the famous tree in their eyes, Ye Fang is a mysterious and mysterious strange man. Before they came, they asked Ye Fang for various relationships, but in the end, they did not get any other news except the news they knew. In addition to the following things they experienced after entering the Ye family mansion, Ye Fang's mysterious and powerful image was established in their hearts.
Such people must have profound meanings in their essays, otherwise the table next door would not be scrambling to buy it.
At the same time, when the auction house saw several business tycoons becoming interested in paintings, they immediately became anxious.
The boss of the Big Poly Auction House hurriedly said, "That... Mr. Zhao and all the big bosses, can we get the auction first? I can guarantee that if our Big Poly takes this painting, I can lend it to you for a good appreciation!"
Brother Dong waved his hand and immediately said, "Go, go, this thing is not in your hands yet. Mr. Zhao didn't say that he just asked you to bid a few of you. Let's talk about it after we finish reading it."
Brother Dong spoke, and the auction house stopped talking and sat down honestly, but his face was a little depressed.
Seeing the auction house fighting with several business tycoons, Zhao Bingran did not stop it. The reason was very simple. Brother Dong said it very well, that is, it is not only auction houses that can bid. For the Ye family, more people pay attention to the paintings of God-Emperor, and more people bid to sell at a higher price. This is a good thing.
After all, the essence of business is to make money and make more money.
"A few bosses, you can relax now, put your eyes on the middle of this ellipse and concentrate. In about a minute or two, you will find another world."
Zhao Bingran unfolded the painting and held it in her hand.
Upon hearing this, Jack Ma and others did as they did, and soon focused on staring at the oval in the painting.
Soon, they entered the world behind the oval, a beautiful new world.
Time passes little by little.
Jack Ma retreated first, then Mr. Xu... Lao Wang... Xiao Wang... Little Brother Ma, and Brother Dong persisted for the longest time.
Mr. Xu: "Strange, we basically went in together, right? Why is there a sequence of orders when we came out?"
Jackma: "Ahem, I went in and took a look and was kicked out. Is there any other tricks here?"
Brother Xiao Ma: "I walked about eight steps inside, but I was bounced out when I took the ninth step. Mr. Liu, how many steps have you taken?"
When Brother Dong heard this, he thought for a while, "I don't remember it very clearly, but it should have been more than ten steps, and the world inside is so beautiful."
Zhao Bingran smiled and shook her head when asked about the questions of several business tycoons, "I don't know this. If anyone can take a photo, you can go down and study it yourself."
The boss of the Da Poly Auction House, who received the auction signal, immediately raised his hand: "Five billion guaranteed!"
This price has exceeded the price limit of Hongxiu, Deyou and Zhenbao Pavilion, so I could only shake my head helplessly and say I gave up.
Mo Lingyun looked at his grandfather, Mr. Mo. He didn't say anything during the whole process, "Grandpa, what should we do?"
Mr. Mo shook his head, "The next battle is no longer something we can participate in, let's just watch it."
Sure enough, as soon as Mr. Mo finished speaking, someone bid on the other table.
The first person to raise his hand, Jack Ma, was kicked out as soon as he entered, but he couldn't even take a good look. How could this work? He had to take it down.
"Fifty and two billion!"
Brother Ma followed closely behind and raised his hand. In his opinion, there must be a deeper mystery behind this painting, "Fifty-five!"
Before the boss of the Big Poly Auction House had time to be happy, his face collapsed instantly. He finally got off the opponent of the auction house and antique shop. The big guys entered the market and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Big bosses, you guys..."
Not finished speaking.
Lao Wang raised his hand directly: "Six billion!"
This scared everyone, "Lao Wang, are you serious? Do you still have the extra six billion to buy this painting?"
Xiao Wang also quickly dissuaded, "Dad, this painting is indeed valuable, but the premium is too high, so it is not safe for us to hold it in our hands."
Lao Wang suddenly widened his eyes and said, "What are you talking about? Six billion imperial coins are not US dollars. I will come back after selling a few Qianda Plazas, haha!"
At this time, Mr. Xu stood up and said, "Give me Mr. Xu a face, I will pay 6.5 billion!"
Suddenly everyone stared at each other again, and Brother Dong hurriedly advised: "Old Xu, your company is responsible for hundreds of billions of dollars. So many commercial bills have not been exchanged for others. If they knew that you gave 6.5 billion a painting, they would probably come to block you."
Mr. Xu coughed twice, "There is no big problem. If you are engaged in real estate, the company does not owe money. It's just a little bit of 6.5 billion. The key is that this is value investment. Maybe you will have to rely on this painting to save your life in the future."
Hearing this, the boss of the Poly Auction House directly raised his hand to surrender. They really couldn't fight in front of the real rich man.
"Since that's the case, let me give it to you." Brother Ma rationally chose to give up.
"I know that your life is not very easy recently, or that this painting can bring you good luck, I won't fight anymore." Jack Ma.
"Forget it, I just came out of the quagmire. I believe you can do it too, come on!" Lao Wang also chose to abstain.
To be continued...