There is no doubt that his words sent the auction into another craze.

After he finished speaking, he handed the microphone back to the host.

The host walked to the stage with a smile and said: "Qiansong Group has also invested a lot of money in order to promote the Chinese enamel culture. Let us applaud him."

This time, almost everyone gave their applause, and it was heartfelt.

Yang Jianlong also felt a little moved. Even if he kept his money in the bank for ten years, he would not get a tenfold return.

This is equivalent to doubling the value of assets every year.

He was a little puzzled and asked: "Godfather? What is he thinking about? Does he want to do charity?"

Except for Lin Ran, probably no one in the audience could see his true intentions.

This trick is completely a p2p trick.

With his commitment, there is no doubt that this batch of enamel can be sold at a high price, and he can also get a large amount of cash flow.

At this time, the auction started, and people competed to bid. Even Liu Ye bid sincerely. For example, if you buy an enamel flower bowl for 1 yuan, you can get 10 yuan after ten years.

The more you buy, the more you earn.

If they need money during this period, they only need to sell it to someone else at a lower price and tell them that they can get 10 yuan when they redeem it in a few years.

This has broken away from the essence of antiques and has become a means of raising funds.

No wonder they hire senior executives to stand up for them, just to build a sense of trust in them.

Lin Ran sneered and said: "There is no such thing as pie in the sky. According to his method of playing, these enamel colors can be sold for at least 100 million. The cash flow of 100 million is very scary in this era. You can do anything."

He briefly analyzed it with Yang Jianlong.

It has to be said that Song He does have business acumen. With this money, he can invest in other industries.

As long as the economy continues to develop, it will be easy to earn more than 100 million from 1000 million.

However, they fail to see that once an economic crisis occurs and their cash flow is blocked, and there is another run, they will go bankrupt.

Zhang Zhenqiang also added: "His method of playing is exactly the same as the financial circle in Hong Kong City. My adoptive father has studied it and he said that it is actually a trick called a Ponzi scheme. It tricks everyone into investing money and the last one buys it. It’s a huge loss.”

The atmosphere in the venue was better than before, and people no longer raised their bids from one hundred to one hundred, but directly raised their bids to one thousand, one thousand.

Song He at the back door showed a smile of success. Everyone wanted to eat the pie falling from the sky, but they did not expect that the pie was thrown by the hunter, and they were the prey.

Lin Ran finally saw that the auction had gotten out of control. An enamel bowl was sold for [-] yuan.

Bowls made of gold are not that expensive.

He couldn't help but think of an auction in Hong Kong City in his previous life. A pink enamel consecrated flower bowl made by Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty sold for a sky-high price of [-] million Hong Kong dollars.

It's either money laundering or speculation. It's definitely not the work of a collector.

Because the previous bidding was too fierce, by the end of the day, most people were too cash-strapped to get cash.

According to the rules of the auction, if you bid and cannot find the money to make up the difference, but cannot get the auction items, the deposit will be confiscated.

Therefore, when it came to the last two enamel pieces, no one bid for the starting price of two thousand.

Seeing that Falangcai wanted to make a move, the host looked at Lin Ran with a smile.

"Friends from Zulong Company, you haven't made any move since the auction started. Now that it's coming to an end, why don't you take action?" She said to Lin Ran with a smile.

This was not a market. The host actually ordered people to buy things. Lin Ran shrugged and said with a smile, "We don't have that much money."

"The starting price is two thousand, don't you think about it?" the host laughed.

Lin Ran would consider the price of 2000 yuan.

Just when he was about to take action, Song He said: "Mr. Lin, the contract you just made is true to its word. Now you are the only one who bids. Whatever you pay, I will pay ten times back in ten years. I will never break my promise."

Song He behaved very generously, as if giving him money.

The people behind all lamented that if they had known better, they would not have bid so fiercely. Their cash flow was almost cut off. If they didn't have mobile phones now, they would really want to find someone to borrow money from everywhere.

The so-called buying means making money is nothing better than this.

Lin Ran took a look around. Zheng Xueming and Jiang Hua also bought one. However, they did not do it for investment, but because they thought it was valuable for collection.

Someone shouted: "Don't hesitate, just wait until 1 yuan turns into [-] yuan."

Lin Ran raised the sign in his hand and added ten dollars.

The host couldn't help but smile after seeing it, "Mr. Lin Ran offered two thousand and ten yuan, is there anyone who can follow the price?"

All the auctioneers in the venue laughed. This was the first time they saw such a price increase.

Lin Ran disagreed. After all, the starting bid for this auction was ten yuan.

Song He smiled contemptuously, but there was nothing he could do.

After asking three times in a row, the hostess finally knocked the hammer and announced that the enamel vase belonged to Lin Ran.

The auction is over. Qiansong Group can be said to have made a lot of money in this auction. Among the 120 members participating in the auction, Lin Ran's table was the least, and only paid [-] yuan. The other tables at least invested Ten thousand.

Qiansong Group seemed to be well prepared and arranged for ten accountants to conduct reconciliations with them. Then, he personally signed contracts with everyone. The contract was stamped with the official seal of Qiansong Group. Ten years later, according to the auction price, ten times recycling.

When Lin Ran came to pay, Liu Ye sat at the table next to him.

Lin Ran glanced at Lin Ran's contract with disdain: "It's only 2000 yuan. What can 2 yuan do in ten years?"

"It's none of your business, just pay your money." Yang Jianlong cursed.

"Don't be too proud, we will settle the accounts later." Huang Mao pointed at Yang Jianlong. Liu Ye had already paid the money and left happily with the enamel color plate he bought.

"What? Do you know him?" Lin Ran saw that Yang Jianlong and Huang Mao seemed to be having some trouble.

"His family owns a casino. I've been there a few times before, and Baimao had a fight with him." Yang Jianlong said, "It's not a good thing anyway."

"It's really not a good thing." Zhang Zhenqiang also said with a smile.

Lin Ran left the hotel with the contract and the vase he bought.

"Daddy, what's the use of this thing? To make an imitation of Wei Chengbin?" Yang Jianlong asked, leaving the venue, finally able to come down with peace of mind.

Wei Chengbin's eyes shone, he was really interested in enamel painting.

"The things will be given to you, but not now." Lin Ran decided to go to the National Palace Museum to appraise them with the teacher.

Moreover, he always felt that the origin of this thing was not legitimate.

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