At this time, Xue Chen and Gao Dewei were already standing in front of a glass-covered platform, admiring the exhibits on display inside the glass cover. It was a poetic painting album by Qiu Ying, one of the four masters of the Ming Dynasty, consisting of twelve small pieces.

"Brother Xue, look, it should be fine, right?" Gao Dewei asked.

Xue Chen admired it unhurriedly. When he heard Gao Dewei's question, he nodded and said with a smile: "Fuji Auction is also a large international company after all, and it is such a high-profile auction, so there must be no room for anything to happen. Something will happen."

The chance will not exceed one in a thousand, so don’t worry, this one is indeed genuine and there is no problem at all.”

Gao Dewei faced Lou with a hearty smile: "That's good, that's good."

"Brother Gao, you have to prepare funds. I think this lot will definitely be sought after by many buyers, and the price will definitely not be low. I guess the final transaction price may be around 100 million yuan.

"Xue Chen said thoughtfully.

"Haha, don't worry about this. I have already prepared it. The price is not an issue. My brother has already said that this lot must be won." Gao Dewei said cheerfully.

"Domineering." Xue Chen smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"Come on, let's go look at other items. By the way, I heard that you have seen the introduction of the lots here before coming here. Are there any items that Brother Xue has chosen?" Gao Dewei asked.

"I've seen them all, but there's nothing I particularly like yet," Xue Chen said.

It can't be said that there is nothing he likes, but he is reluctant to participate in the auction because the things sold at the auction can be said to be at the highest market price. As long as he has money, he can get it. This is for him.

He said it feels a bit boring and lacks a lot of the joy of collecting. None of his current collections were obtained at auctions, which is also the joy of collecting.

The two people were looking at the auction items worth hundreds of millions in the exhibition hall, most of which were calligraphy, painting, and porcelain. It seemed that this time the Fuji Spring Auction was very large, and the auction items were all rare and high-quality items.

In modern times, paintings from the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties are indispensable. For example, paintings by Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian, and Fu Baoshi are among them. Indispensable works by famous foreign painters are also included.

As for porcelain, there are four or five pieces of blue and white porcelain from the Qing Dynasty that are very popular on the market, and the value of each piece is not lower than the blue and white porcelain general jar from the Daoguang period collected by Xue Chen.

While Xue Chen and Gao Dewei were admiring the displayed lots, Zhao Heng also took Miss Ling to visit, constantly introducing the lots in detail.

Miss Ling smiled slightly and nodded from time to time, praising Mr. Zhao for his knowledge.

"Brother Zhao is an expert, so does this guy deserve it?" the young man in a pink suit said happily and glanced disdainfully in the direction of Xue Chen.

Hearing this, Miss Ling was calm and composed, with no reaction, but Zhao Heng looked a little uncomfortable. He wanted to be humble, but when he thought about the past things, he felt very uncomfortable, as if he was pressed by a big piece.

Like a stone.

Miss Ling keenly saw the unnatural look on Zhao Heng's face, and felt a little curious in her heart. She and Zhao Heng had not known each other for a long time, but they were not short either. She knew Zhao Heng quite well. He was well-known in the Xiangjiang antique circle.

As a disciple of Master Cai Youde, he is naturally not an ordinary person. He has long been the guest of many dignitaries who love antiques.

In the past, when Zhao Heng encountered compliments from others, he would smile modestly and say a few words, but that kind of confidence was written on his face. But what happened now? The reflection was very different from the past.

.

"Could it be..."

Miss Ling glanced at Xue Chen, who was standing in front of another booth seven or eight meters away, and vaguely realized that she must be related to this young man from the mainland. She couldn't help but wonder what the relationship between this young man and Zhao Heng was.

Contradictory, his footsteps were subconsciously light and slowly moved towards Xue Chen.

"Hey, Xue Chen, look at this." Gao Dewei suddenly smiled and pointed to another platform aside, gesturing for Xue Chen to go over and have a look.

Xue Chen heard the sound, and when he passed by, he saw what Gao Dewei was pointing at, and smiled slightly. What was in front of him on the platform was nothing else. The label clearly read the African Aboriginal Millennium Totem, which was the seemingly worthless lithograph.

"Brother Xue, this thing is so funny to you. Is this thing really a totem of the African indigenous people? It looks like it was spent randomly by children. I remember that the starting price seems to be three million. I really doubt it.

Will anyone buy it?"

Gao Dewei laughed and shook his head. He felt that this thing was really incomprehensible and very funny.

"Moreover, I don't think I have the relevant experience to judge the authenticity of this thing. It is said to be a totem worshiped by African indigenous people and has a history of a thousand years, but who can be sure that it is real? I think it is too easy to imitate this thing.

Now, just find a slate, just draw a few strokes on it, and give it an old look, it couldn’t be easier.”

Xue Chen also approached the platform and glanced at the lithograph that seemed funny to him, which was the totem of the African indigenous people. However, after taking another look, he showed slight surprise and waited until he felt it carefully.

, the pupils shrank slightly.

"It's true."

Gao Dewei was about to walk away to appreciate other normal auction items when he suddenly heard Xue Chen say these words. He paused, turned around, glanced at Xue Chen in surprise, and then looked at the lithograph:

"oh?"

"Even if it's true, so what, would anyone really take a picture of him?" Gao Dewei shook his head, "Anyway, I won't take a picture of it. Even if it's 10,000 yuan, I have to think about it carefully.

Let’s put it this way, it was given to me for free, and I don’t think it looks ugly even if I put it at home.”

"Brother Gao, it's unfortunate. I planned to take a photo of it." Xue Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the African indigenous totem on display. He reached over and placed it on the glass cover, as if to touch it.

Same.

"What?!" Gao Dewei was startled and opened his eyes wide, "Did I hear you right? Brother Xue, do you want to take a picture of this thing?"

"Yes, that's exactly it." Xue Chen nodded seriously.

"This..." Gao Dewei was a little confused and hesitated for a while before asking again, "Brother Xue, is there anything fishy about this thing? Is it some kind of treasure that has not been discovered? Don't worry, if that's the case, even if

If you tell me, I won't compete with you."

Seeing Gao Dewei's careful inquiry, Xue Chen laughed, a glint flashed in his eyes, and said: "Brother Gao, you are overthinking. This thing is just here, what's wrong with it? Besides, if there is,

It should have been discovered by so many appraisers at Fuji Auction a long time ago, so how come the starting price is only three million?"

"Then I don't understand, why do you want to take pictures?" Gao Dewei was confused.

"Well, it's hard to say. Let's put it this way, this thing is of no use to anyone. It's just what I need."

Xue Chen said simply, but Gao Dewei didn't understand what he meant.

Coincidentally, Zhao Heng and Miss Ling also walked nearby, and happened to hear what Xue Chen said just now. When they heard that Xue Chen intended to take a picture of the so-called African indigenous totem, the three of them showed strange expressions.

Miss Ling asked Zhao Heng: "Mr. Zhao, do you understand that African indigenous totem?"

"This... I don't know much about it." Zhao Heng shook his head and said a little embarrassed.

He is an insider at Fujifilm, and he knows 99% of these exhibits very well, but he really doesn’t know much about this indigenous African totem. He only knows that it was commissioned by a friend of the company’s vice president in the United States.

Auctioned.

He also found out that the American was a black market trader. This African indigenous totem was traded from Africa, but he had never been able to get rid of it. There was no buyer willing to buy it, so he got it on the Fuji Spring Auction.

, try your luck and see if any tycoon with a brain cramp can take a shot.

He also whispered these words to Miss Ling.

"Hey, if that's the case, then why did this person say he wanted to film it?" Miss Ling glanced at Xue Chen's profile in surprise.

"This... I don't know." Zhao Heng glanced at Xue Chen coldly.

"Does this need to be said? Of course he is the rich man who is not very smart. I have seen many people like this from the mainland. They are all a group of uneducated upstarts." The young man in a pink suit snorted disdainfully.

One sound.

"Is that so?" Miss Ling glanced at Xue Chen again and felt that he didn't look like that. She was even more curious. Due to a woman's sixth sense, she felt that this matter would definitely not be that simple. This person wanted to

There must be a reason to take this picture of this indigenous African totem.

But no one knew what Xue Chen was thinking.

After wandering around the exhibition hall, Xue Chen took a closer look at some porcelain, gold and silverware, and it became more and more certain that they were from the sunken cargo of the Oasis salvaged by the Ord.

Xue Chen also took the opportunity to talk to Gao Dewei.

"Oh, what a coincidence? These auction items are actually the salvage items you participated in?" Gao Dewei looked surprised.

"Yeah, I didn't expect to see it here." Xue Chen smiled, "Speaking of which, the salvage trip was quite interesting. We also met pirates and had a gunfight."

"Oh, is it so exciting? I heard that those black uncles want money rather than their lives, so tell me quickly. Brother Xue is not injured, right?" Gao Dewei asked hurriedly.

"Of course not." Standing in front of a booth, he told Gao Dewei about the experience of encountering pirates and the hard work of the crew of the Ord.

When it was said that he blew up the engines of those uncle black speedboats and finally got the US Navy's volunteer, Gao Dewei opened his eyes wide and looked at Xue Chen up and down, as if seeing him for the first time, with a look of surprise on his face
Chapter completed!