My Three Realms Red Envelope Group
Chapter 580 Please enlighten me
Chapter 580 Please enlighten me
"Old Pang, although you are the president, we will not let you go! I will offer 9000 million!"
A big man with a red face said loudly.
"Wang Youjun's words are worth as much money, I will give you a round number, [-] million!"
The other boss waved his hand and said with pride.
Old Pang returned to his seat with a smile, "You people are so cruel, don't save some face for my old man."
The big man with a red face asked: "Then do you want more?"
Old Pang smiled and said, "Of course, 1000 million and [-] million."
"One hundred and sixty million!"
"One hundred and sixty million!"
"One hundred and sixty million!"
The price soared all the way, and it doubled in a blink of an eye.
His status in the family is not high, and his monthly expenses are limited. Buying this calligraphy will cost him a year's pocket money, and he will have another year's pocket money again.
While everyone was vying to bid, Chen Xin picked up her mobile phone out of boredom, and went into the red envelope group to chat with the big guys.
Seeing Chen Xin staring at the phone intently, Si Kong Yun felt a sense of frustration for the first time.
She is the jewel in the palm of the Sikong family, and one of the four talented women in the capital. People who admire her can be ranked from the first ring to the fifth ring. However, it was the first time she took the initiative to strike up a conversation with a boy, but the boy refused to answer him. Is it fun?
But she immediately thought of a legend that most boys are obsessed with games, and once they play crazy, they don't care about anything else.
Thinking of this, Sikong Yun slightly turned her body to Chen Xin's side, peeking at Chen Xin's phone, and asked, "What game are you playing, is it fun?"
Chen Xin rolled her eyes, hummed lightly in her nostrils, and kept her eyes fixed on the screen.
In fact, he didn't want to have too many entanglements with Sikong Yun, so he deliberately left her out.
Sikong Yun gritted her teeth, suppressed her anger and asked, "What do you want to buy at the auction?"
Chen Xin said lightly: "Look around casually, let's talk about something good."
Sikong Yun was very depressed, she didn't know why Chen Xin ignored her, could it be because of the conflict with Sikong Shu?But Miss Ben has already explained it to you, so who is she showing her face to?
A big man is so stingy!snort!
The bidding was still in progress, and Zhang Junru, who was sitting next to Chen Xin, clenched his fists in excitement, his eyes widened, and the originally gentle and gentle man became like a gambler, with an excited face.
Finally, after enduring it for a while, he suddenly stood up and shouted:
"I'll pay! 8000 million!"
This voice made many people's ears ring, and they all looked at him in unison.
Seeing this, Chen Xin couldn't help but take another look at him, "It's just a picture, what's the matter?"
Zhang Junru realized that he had lost his composure, but he still repeated: "I will pay 8000 million!"
At this moment, Sikong Jian was already beaming with joy, earning more than [-] million yuan at once, how could he not be happy!
At this time, the female auctioneer smiled and said to the audience: "Young Master Zhang bid 8000 million, is there a higher price?"
This price is already very high, so many people began to hesitate, and no one continued to bid for the time being.
But at this moment, Chen Xin frowned slightly, then switched her phone to camera mode, took a photo, and privately sent it to the book sage Wang Xizhi.
"Scholar, did you write this calligraphy?"
Calligraphy sage Wang Xizhi: "No, it was copied by others."
"How to say?"
Wang Xizhi: "Can I not read my characters? @$#¥..."
"Okay, I understand, let's talk another day."
Chen Xin's eyes flashed. Since Wang Xizhi said it was a lie, it must be a lie.
But it has nothing to do with him whether it's true or not, and he doesn't buy it anyway, so he likes it.
At this time, after hesitating for a moment, the red-faced boss added another 500 million, bringing the price to 500 million.
Chen Xin originally thought that Zhang Junru was just joining in the fun, but unexpectedly he stood up again, and shouted as if he was bound to win: "I'm going..."
As soon as he uttered two words, he was interrupted by Chen Xin: "Zhang Junru, sit down, don't argue."
Zhang Junru was startled, and asked puzzledly, "Why?"
Chen Xin said casually: "Don't you think it's too extravagant to spend nearly [-] million yuan to buy a picture?"
Sikong Jian was excited, he wished for a few more rounds of competition so that he could earn more money, when he saw Chen Xin suddenly interrupting him, he immediately became annoyed, and in a hurry, he forgot the lesson just now, and pouted his mouth in disdain road:
"What do you know, do you know that is what the upper class is playing with?"
Zhang Junru also smiled and said: "Brother Chen, I love calligraphy and painting, especially Wang Youjun's calligraphy. Besides, this is an authentic work, and the price is not very expensive."
The implication is that this little money is really nothing, so just leave it alone.
Chen Xin said lightly: "If it's an authentic work, it's certainly worth the price...Forget it, you can buy it if you want."
Sikong Jian's face suddenly changed, "What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting, I'll just talk casually, you continue."
He and Zhang Junru were just acquaintances by chance, and he didn't bother to care about it, but his words aroused the curiosity of many people, and... dissatisfaction!
Pang Lao, the president of the Calligraphy Association, was one of them.
And the red-faced boss snorted coldly: "Young man, are you questioning Pang Lao's authority?"
The female auctioneer also changed her face slightly and said: "This handsome guy, I think you may not have heard clearly just now. Mr. Pang is the president of the Calligraphy Association. He is unique in calligraphy, especially Wang Xizhi's calligraphy. There will be no eye punching!"
Hearing this, Sikong Jian was very proud of himself, and said eccentrically, "Beauty, you are wrong, he doesn't know anything about elegant art, telling him these things is purely playing the piano!"
Everyone looked at Chen Xin with mocking eyes, and Mr. Pang also stood up, stared at Chen Xin displeased and said:
"Young man, please speak clearly, what do you mean by this?"
It's endless, isn't it?
Chen Xin didn't expect that these people would be so relentless with just a word of his own. If that's the case, then you're welcome!
He sat on the sofa with a calm expression, lightly clasped the armrest of the mahogany sofa with his right finger, and said lightly: "You really want to know?"
Old Pang snorted coldly: "Please enlighten me!"
Having said that, I was already very angry in my heart. He is an authoritative expert in calligraphy, how could he tolerate doubts!
"Since Mr. Pang wants to know, I'll just say it straight."
Chen Xin still tapped the armrest of the sofa lightly, making a rhythmic rhythm, and said casually:
"Since Mr. Pang is an expert, he must understand that the calligrapher Wang Xizhi's calligraphy is unrestrained and unique, and every word is never repeated."
Old Pang frowned, nodded and said: "There is indeed such a saying."
"Then, look carefully!"
Chen Xin has a calm demeanor, but there is strong confidence in her eyes: "In this picture, the sun rises in the east and rains in the west. The way is that there is no sunshine but there is sunshine. Among them, the two characters of 'edge' and the two characters of 'clear', are there any? Repeated traces?!"
Boss Pang turned pale in shock, hurriedly took out his glasses, stepped onto the stage to observe carefully, then froze suddenly, and said in a daze: "Sure enough, there are traces of repetition, although it is not obvious, but... Could it be that the old man really drilled his eyes?"
"Old Pang, don't listen to his nonsense, what he says is fake, so what do you need an expert for?"
At this time, Sikong saw a face that seemed constipated, extremely ugly, and said angrily: "You say it's fake, then show the real one! If you can't show it, it's the real one!"
(End of this chapter)
"Old Pang, although you are the president, we will not let you go! I will offer 9000 million!"
A big man with a red face said loudly.
"Wang Youjun's words are worth as much money, I will give you a round number, [-] million!"
The other boss waved his hand and said with pride.
Old Pang returned to his seat with a smile, "You people are so cruel, don't save some face for my old man."
The big man with a red face asked: "Then do you want more?"
Old Pang smiled and said, "Of course, 1000 million and [-] million."
"One hundred and sixty million!"
"One hundred and sixty million!"
"One hundred and sixty million!"
The price soared all the way, and it doubled in a blink of an eye.
His status in the family is not high, and his monthly expenses are limited. Buying this calligraphy will cost him a year's pocket money, and he will have another year's pocket money again.
While everyone was vying to bid, Chen Xin picked up her mobile phone out of boredom, and went into the red envelope group to chat with the big guys.
Seeing Chen Xin staring at the phone intently, Si Kong Yun felt a sense of frustration for the first time.
She is the jewel in the palm of the Sikong family, and one of the four talented women in the capital. People who admire her can be ranked from the first ring to the fifth ring. However, it was the first time she took the initiative to strike up a conversation with a boy, but the boy refused to answer him. Is it fun?
But she immediately thought of a legend that most boys are obsessed with games, and once they play crazy, they don't care about anything else.
Thinking of this, Sikong Yun slightly turned her body to Chen Xin's side, peeking at Chen Xin's phone, and asked, "What game are you playing, is it fun?"
Chen Xin rolled her eyes, hummed lightly in her nostrils, and kept her eyes fixed on the screen.
In fact, he didn't want to have too many entanglements with Sikong Yun, so he deliberately left her out.
Sikong Yun gritted her teeth, suppressed her anger and asked, "What do you want to buy at the auction?"
Chen Xin said lightly: "Look around casually, let's talk about something good."
Sikong Yun was very depressed, she didn't know why Chen Xin ignored her, could it be because of the conflict with Sikong Shu?But Miss Ben has already explained it to you, so who is she showing her face to?
A big man is so stingy!snort!
The bidding was still in progress, and Zhang Junru, who was sitting next to Chen Xin, clenched his fists in excitement, his eyes widened, and the originally gentle and gentle man became like a gambler, with an excited face.
Finally, after enduring it for a while, he suddenly stood up and shouted:
"I'll pay! 8000 million!"
This voice made many people's ears ring, and they all looked at him in unison.
Seeing this, Chen Xin couldn't help but take another look at him, "It's just a picture, what's the matter?"
Zhang Junru realized that he had lost his composure, but he still repeated: "I will pay 8000 million!"
At this moment, Sikong Jian was already beaming with joy, earning more than [-] million yuan at once, how could he not be happy!
At this time, the female auctioneer smiled and said to the audience: "Young Master Zhang bid 8000 million, is there a higher price?"
This price is already very high, so many people began to hesitate, and no one continued to bid for the time being.
But at this moment, Chen Xin frowned slightly, then switched her phone to camera mode, took a photo, and privately sent it to the book sage Wang Xizhi.
"Scholar, did you write this calligraphy?"
Calligraphy sage Wang Xizhi: "No, it was copied by others."
"How to say?"
Wang Xizhi: "Can I not read my characters? @$#¥..."
"Okay, I understand, let's talk another day."
Chen Xin's eyes flashed. Since Wang Xizhi said it was a lie, it must be a lie.
But it has nothing to do with him whether it's true or not, and he doesn't buy it anyway, so he likes it.
At this time, after hesitating for a moment, the red-faced boss added another 500 million, bringing the price to 500 million.
Chen Xin originally thought that Zhang Junru was just joining in the fun, but unexpectedly he stood up again, and shouted as if he was bound to win: "I'm going..."
As soon as he uttered two words, he was interrupted by Chen Xin: "Zhang Junru, sit down, don't argue."
Zhang Junru was startled, and asked puzzledly, "Why?"
Chen Xin said casually: "Don't you think it's too extravagant to spend nearly [-] million yuan to buy a picture?"
Sikong Jian was excited, he wished for a few more rounds of competition so that he could earn more money, when he saw Chen Xin suddenly interrupting him, he immediately became annoyed, and in a hurry, he forgot the lesson just now, and pouted his mouth in disdain road:
"What do you know, do you know that is what the upper class is playing with?"
Zhang Junru also smiled and said: "Brother Chen, I love calligraphy and painting, especially Wang Youjun's calligraphy. Besides, this is an authentic work, and the price is not very expensive."
The implication is that this little money is really nothing, so just leave it alone.
Chen Xin said lightly: "If it's an authentic work, it's certainly worth the price...Forget it, you can buy it if you want."
Sikong Jian's face suddenly changed, "What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting, I'll just talk casually, you continue."
He and Zhang Junru were just acquaintances by chance, and he didn't bother to care about it, but his words aroused the curiosity of many people, and... dissatisfaction!
Pang Lao, the president of the Calligraphy Association, was one of them.
And the red-faced boss snorted coldly: "Young man, are you questioning Pang Lao's authority?"
The female auctioneer also changed her face slightly and said: "This handsome guy, I think you may not have heard clearly just now. Mr. Pang is the president of the Calligraphy Association. He is unique in calligraphy, especially Wang Xizhi's calligraphy. There will be no eye punching!"
Hearing this, Sikong Jian was very proud of himself, and said eccentrically, "Beauty, you are wrong, he doesn't know anything about elegant art, telling him these things is purely playing the piano!"
Everyone looked at Chen Xin with mocking eyes, and Mr. Pang also stood up, stared at Chen Xin displeased and said:
"Young man, please speak clearly, what do you mean by this?"
It's endless, isn't it?
Chen Xin didn't expect that these people would be so relentless with just a word of his own. If that's the case, then you're welcome!
He sat on the sofa with a calm expression, lightly clasped the armrest of the mahogany sofa with his right finger, and said lightly: "You really want to know?"
Old Pang snorted coldly: "Please enlighten me!"
Having said that, I was already very angry in my heart. He is an authoritative expert in calligraphy, how could he tolerate doubts!
"Since Mr. Pang wants to know, I'll just say it straight."
Chen Xin still tapped the armrest of the sofa lightly, making a rhythmic rhythm, and said casually:
"Since Mr. Pang is an expert, he must understand that the calligrapher Wang Xizhi's calligraphy is unrestrained and unique, and every word is never repeated."
Old Pang frowned, nodded and said: "There is indeed such a saying."
"Then, look carefully!"
Chen Xin has a calm demeanor, but there is strong confidence in her eyes: "In this picture, the sun rises in the east and rains in the west. The way is that there is no sunshine but there is sunshine. Among them, the two characters of 'edge' and the two characters of 'clear', are there any? Repeated traces?!"
Boss Pang turned pale in shock, hurriedly took out his glasses, stepped onto the stage to observe carefully, then froze suddenly, and said in a daze: "Sure enough, there are traces of repetition, although it is not obvious, but... Could it be that the old man really drilled his eyes?"
"Old Pang, don't listen to his nonsense, what he says is fake, so what do you need an expert for?"
At this time, Sikong saw a face that seemed constipated, extremely ugly, and said angrily: "You say it's fake, then show the real one! If you can't show it, it's the real one!"
(End of this chapter)
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