Rebirth 81: Being forced into marriage by my sister’s best friend at the beginning

Except for the two cultural relics that cannot be disguised, the others have been replaced with handicrafts.

Just wait and see Qian Dafu’s embarrassing state.

The auction was not held at Wing Tai Auction House.

Instead, they chose the Sapphire Flower and Bird Market, which has become their secret base for trading.

Lin Ran once again obtained a ticket in the name of Zulong Chamber of Commerce.

It's just that this time they are not here to auction cultural relics, but to participate in the auction.

"Qingyufang."

This was the predecessor of Yongtai Auction House, and it was also the place where Lin Ran first sold fakes to foreigners.

He came here with Yang Jianlong. After Yang Jianlong learned about the situation, he was also full of interest.

"This group of foreigners, who have not done a good job in their country's history, want to buy our things all day long." Yang Jianlong couldn't wait to see their ugly behavior.

They arrived earlier. Lin Ran was wearing a plush hat with the collar pulled up high.

At the door, Du Tian was warmly receiving customers.

Since he is a new manager, he needs to have a good relationship with customers.

With every customer who came to his door, he would shake hands cordially and introduce himself.

Lin Ran asked Yang Jianlong to walk in front this time. Du Tian saw Yang Jianlong and his invitation letter and smiled: "Boss Yang, Boss Lin, hello, I am Du Tian, ​​the manager of Yongtai Auction House. Please treat me with kindness in the future." take care of."

He handed the business card to the two of them.

Then, he noticed Lin Ran. He pulled up his collar high and wore a mask, covering half of his face. He felt a little puzzled.

Yang Jianlong coughed and diverted his attention: "Boss Lin has a cold, so he is wearing a mask to prevent it from spreading to other people."

"I see." Du Tian smiled, "It doesn't matter, we have grapefruit tea inside. If you have a cold, drink more."

Since there were other guests, Du Tian didn't waste much time on them.

Lin Ran got his wish and got in. Everything here was exactly the same as a year ago, which made him feel like he was in another world.

At that time, they came in after all the foreign customers had taken their seats.

But now, they sit directly in the VIP seats.

The Yongtai Auction House is becoming more and more blatant. In the past, it only invited foreigners to participate in the auction.

As the guests took their seats one after another, the auction was about to begin, and the auctioneer had already stepped forward to adjust the microphone.

The auctioneer this time was a man with oily hair, and his hair was waxed, making it look like it had been smeared with oil.

Lin Ran felt greasy.

The foreign customers seemed a bit lacking in character. One foreigner stood up directly and asked: "You are auctioning ten cultural relics this time. How can there be enough for so many of us to buy?"

Du Tian quickly explained: "It's because some changes have occurred in our bank recently. I can assure you that there will be at least 50 cultural relics next time!"

heard his reply.This group of foreigners calmed down.

They were wearing designer suits but had disdainful expressions on their faces.

They sat in their seats, staring at the stage.

Since there are only ten cultural relics, the competition must be fierce.

In fact, what dissatisfied them most was not the scarcity of cultural relics, but the fact that the auction house originally only allowed foreign customers to participate in the auction.

But today, there are obviously many Chinese people mixed in.

It made them very unhappy and felt like they were stealing in front of others.

Moreover, the auction has not yet started.

Du Tian kept looking at the door, then at his watch, obviously waiting for an important person.

Finally, an employee hurried over and whispered a few words in his ear.

Du Tian quickly put down his work and came to the gate with a smile.

Entering through the gate was a white man wearing a tall hat and traditional British aristocratic clothes.

"Sir Yang Shiqi, you are finally here, welcome!" He led the way and took the people who came in to the VIP seats.

Lin Ran looked at the guy in front of him. He was indeed British, but he said in fluent Chinese: "Don't waste time, let's start the auction."

A foreigner sitting behind Lin Ran suddenly stroked his hair and said, "It's Yang Shiqi! That guy is also here to participate in the auction!"

"Oh my God, there are only ten of them, but it looks like we can't even think about it."

"Yongtai Auction House is becoming more and more unreliable. It seems that we should find a new partner."

Since they were using English, in this era, not many Chinese people could understand English, so they seemed unscrupulous and did not take Lin Ran, who was sitting in the front row, seriously.

Lin Ran raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

I cheated this kind of person, but I didn't feel any burden in my heart.

The auction is officially open.

The first product to be pushed up turned out to be a coin.

It was the Qing Dynasty copper coin that he and Wang Dong identified together.

The coin was so small that even the auctioneers couldn't see it clearly when holding it in their hands.

Finally, a hostess put the coins in a gift box and carried them over the VIP seats so that the audience in the VIP seats could see them clearly.

At this time, a foreigner expressed his dissatisfaction: "You have the nerve to sell this kind of thing? It's not even worth a hair of our gold coins."

He speaks fluent Chinese, and he even learned the curse words perfectly.

Yang Jianlong was suppressing his laughter. The other party's accent made him laugh, but in this situation, it was obviously impolite to laugh.

The auctioneer began to introduce the origin of the coins, and this information was compiled by Lin Ran.

But facing the starting price of three hundred, no one participating in the auction was interested.

"Such a broken copper coin costs 300 yuan?"

"I've been to Panjiayuan, where coins like this cost a few yuan each, but they won't sell them to us."

"I might as well take some pennies back with me."

The foreigners were very dissatisfied with the price, and their complaints were heard by Du Tian.

Du Tian called the appraiser to his side and whispered: "The price of this copper coin was not wrong, right?"

"I didn't set the price," the appraiser said. "It was the price set by Master Wang. I didn't change it. I just checked whether it was genuine."

Because he was in a hurry when he took office and didn't have enough time to give a reasonable price, he followed Wang Dong's stock price.

Seeing how deserted the auction venue was, Du Tian couldn't help but sweat.

This is the first time he has personally conducted an auction. If he messes up, he may be demoted by Qian Dafu.

Just when his heart was about to fall to freezing point, someone finally held up the sign.

It was Yang Shiqi.

And he directly added 50 yuan.

Every time Yang Shiqi appears at an auction, he is the center of attention.

Because he doesn't seem to care about money at all. As long as he likes the item, he is willing to buy it no matter how high the price is.