All cars that are intended for sale have been registered, and there are inconspicuous signs next to them. You must have people who know how to tell at a glance.

The Pebble Beach Auto Show classic car auction is scheduled to be held on time at 2 pm. The rich people who are doing it today are all here. These people are busy with business and may not be sure when they will leave.

Although only a very small part of the auction commission taken by the organizer will fall into their own pockets, but who makes people like to look at sky-high luxury cars? Only when there is competition between them will be fierce.

Heinrich gave them serious explanations, occasionally glanced at the boy's grandfather and grandfather, with a little expectation. Both old men discovered this, but they had a tacit understanding but did not point it out.

Han Xuan drank a glass of watermelon juice when he came. Now he has absorbed it almost. He is looking around and looking for the toilet.

There were crowds around him. He was too short to see even on tiptoe. I remember Lopez had asked someone about the location of the toilet just now, so he quietly slowed down and waited for a few bodyguards to follow him.

After asking about the general direction, Han Xuan hurriedly trotted away, and the urine came like a mountain collapse, and the more he held it, the more anxious he became.

Guo Muzhou looked back at his grandson's back and asked Lopez.

"What's wrong?"

...

The rare sports car is crowded with people and it takes a long circle to pass.

Han Xuanguang was busy watching the road under his feet and accidentally bumped into someone else.

He looked up at the toilet more than ten meters away, then looked down at the girl in front of him, and immediately opened his mouth in shock and quickly turned his head away.

However, a girl in her teenager wore a skirt and fell to the ground, with a slight slight dew. She hadn't noticed that the willow leaves frowned together, which seemed to hurt.

After a while, she gasped and held the ground and shouted, "Hey! Boy!"

Han Xuan turned his head and looked over, then quickly turned around, looking at the sky, and pointed his finger, and the girl followed his hand...

"ah!"

He instantly closed his legs and pulled his skirt down. He turned his head and saw that he didn't notice anyone else. He was relieved and glared at Han Xuan in a shameless manner.

Seeing the boy's cute appearance of being inappropriate, he inexplicably disappeared a lot. He struggled to stand up. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he whispered again, and it seemed that he had sprained his foot.

Han Xuanyuguang found that she had done it and turned around and apologized: "I'm sorry."

"Please wait for me, I'll be back soon!"

Han Xuan was shocked just now. Now he suddenly remembered that there were important things to be solved first, so he quickly spoke.

He hurriedly ran to the bathroom, and when he came back, the girl had already left.

I threw the tissues for hand cleaning into the trash can, but I didn't see them everywhere. I thought it should be fine, so I went back to my grandpa and the others along the way.

The two old men and Mrs. Cecilia are not very interested in cars. This time they come here purely to take care of the children's wishes.

I watched around for a long time and waited for the small banquet held by the organizer at noon. I sat together and chatted for a while, and the auction time was almost here.

The venue was placed in front of a villa, and the staff were placing the cars in several rows, with yellow cloth strips separated the crowd, and no seats were arranged.

The two men were wearing suits and finished a rough check. They handed Han Xuan the invitation letter and the number plates used in the auction.

Han Xuan nodded and said thank you. As soon as he was about to go in, he found that old Jeremiah was also inside, holding champagne to talk to a few people, thinking that it was really a narrow road for enemies.

Afraid that his grandfather was angry, he pulled him to the other side. Mr. Han pretended not to see the despicable guy, obeyed his grandson's arrangements, and let him drag him away.

I met many people along the way and said hello to the old man with a familiar face. California is so big. In the narrow circle of top wealthy people, I often meet each other, and I will get to know each other over time.

Standing at the edge of the venue, Han Xuan touched the number plate and laughed. Grandpa was able to get it, which means he had the idea of ​​buying a car. He told Anya about what happened to go to the toilet just now, looked at the car in front of him with his eyes, and skipped the old antiques from the 1940s and took the same idea as his own wishes and silently recorded them.

There are thirty-three cars sold this time. The ones placed in front of you may be difficult to reach for ordinary people. They are limited edition luxury cars, but they are quite numerous. If you spend money to find them carefully, you will definitely be able to buy them, such as the Ford GT40 prototype in the morning.

Seeing the old men talking to grandpa not far away, Han Xuan was open-minded and knew that these cars could not get into their eyes. They should have a finale. If they don’t know how to look at experts, they will definitely take action...

"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to participate in the 44th Flying Rock, Beach Auto Show!"

Before the person could come out, the voice was the first to resound through the microphone, the voice was vague, and there was a big tongue. People stopped chatting and burst into laughter.

Heinrich smiled and turned to explain: "This year, the emcee was served as a deputy general of Rolex, Mr. Kuchbin. He worked as an auctioneer in Switzerland when he didn't stutter. He donated a sum of money privately to host this auction."

The boy's grandfather said happily: "Those car owners are really brave..."

"In fact, they have met Mr. Kuchbin in private." Heinrich interrogated: "I don't know how he convinced the owners of the car, but the organizer agreed."

At this time, a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties came to the middle of the grass and sat on the front cover of the Porsche next to him, waving his hands to the laughter of the crowd.

Not only was he not embarrassed, he also looked very proud and continued, "I am Ku, Kuchibin, and today's auction will be hosted by me."

"Okay! Mr. Kukuchibin!" A tourist shouted outside the yellow line. After saying that, he squatted down with his stomach, and he was so happy that he couldn't stand up.

"No! It's Kuqi, Qibin!"

He was so happy that he said this. Kuchibin rubbed his nose: "Whatever you guys do, hurry up and start, I'm going to throw the microphone and leave!"

Her tone was quite helpless, and Mrs. Cecilia joked: "If Oscar asked him to host, I would definitely go and watch it."

The auction continues.

"The first! Lambo, Borghini fan, starts at $80,000."

"Hey! Mr. Kukuchibin, what brand is Lanbo Borghini? Is it new in Switzerland?" A young man who came to his elders shouted loudly, causing a burst of laughter.

"Good, gosh, God, I really shouldn't have taken this job!" Kuchibin said while slamming his forehead, his despairy appearance made people laugh happier.

"What a funny guy..." Anya's eyes narrowed into slits.

In a relaxed atmosphere, cars were sold one by one.

There were many foreigners robbing, and the group of people Han Xuan had been staring at had not taken action yet. He just occasionally raised the sign symbolically and would stop halfway.

After someone photographed Maybach, he showed loudly that the car was originally his own. Han Xuan shook his head and smiled bitterly when he heard this, thinking that no one can understand the world of rich people.

Until a 68-year-old Ferrari 911t/r appeared, the auction entered a small **, and then the auction began to auction Ford's Shelby Mustang GT350 prototype, a representative work of American muscle cars, and there were many people fighting for it.

The old men were still indifferent. Han Xuan thought he had guessed wrongly and they had no idea of ​​taking action. Then a red Ferrari drove over slowly, and the old men moved their steps...

"This is the Ferrari 275gtb/c produced in 1964, and there are only three in the world."

After saying that, Kuchibin was stunned for a moment and said happily: "Look! I was so excited that I was not satisfied, I stuttered, damn it! I'm here again."

Walking over and touching the car door, Kuqibin spoke: "I dare not, dare to touch it hard. I believe everyone knows that it is too precious and precious! The starting price is 300,000 yuan..."

Before the introduction was finished, a man with a Russian accent hurriedly shouted: "One million!"

"Sir, we don't charge rupees here." It was originally a sarcastic word, but it made people laugh when they came to his mouth. Of course, this was also related to the hostility between the two countries during the Cold War.

"I'll pay $1,050,000!"

A Japanese man learned his lesson and was very serious about the word "USD".

The next second someone paid $1.3 million. Han Xuan looked at his grandfather's side, and the old man nodded slightly, silently allowing him.

"One and six million!" Han Xuan held up the sign, and his unique voice attracted many people to see it.
Chapter completed!