What she saw before her was completely beyond her cognition. Before this, she had never thought that someone would be willing to spend more than two million yuan to buy such a gadget.
In the eyes of these people, is money really not money?
Then, Zhou Muhe saw the person who bought the ring, came to Jiang Zhihao, and showed him a flattering smile.
Not only him, but others were also surrounding him.
Some people spoke and some did not speak, but their movements and expressions all focused on Jiang Zhihao. Even a girl like Zhou Muhe could tell the difference.
Huang Meimei noticed the situation over there and said: "That man doesn't look familiar. He shouldn't be a rich man from Tongjiang. He is probably the son of a rich man. He looks like he is only in his twenties and looks good. Alas.
, if only I had the chance to get to know him."
Hearing her words, Zhou Muhe suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if his toy had been taken away.
She curled her lips and said: "Don't think blindly. How could that kind of person like us? There must be no shortage of beauties around him. Even big stars will surround him."
"How do you know if you haven't tried it? Besides, I don't ask to marry him. Just give me a few million breakup fees when we break up." Huang Meimei said.
"Isn't that a guarantee?" Zhou Muhe said.
"What's wrong with supporting me? I'll make a lifetime's worth of money in one year. What's wrong with that?" Huang Meimei said nonchalantly.
There was a big difference in values between the two, and Zhou Muhe couldn't agree with it. But thinking about Jiang Zhihao's previous words about buying himself a mobile phone, and then hearing Huang Meimei's words, she couldn't help but wonder, could this guy actually want to support me?
Thinking of this possibility, Zhou Muhe was surprised to find that he didn't have much disgust in his heart, but rather shyness predominated.
"You bastard!" she muttered.
At this time, the host at the auction table shouted loudly: "The bottom price is one million, please bid."
Zhou Muhe's attention was immediately attracted, and what he saw was a painting called "The Goddess Scattering Flowers".
The painting was exquisite, but the price was really staggering. Zhou Muhe couldn't understand at all how he dared to bid for this thing for one million.
But there were still bidders, and several people had already raised their hands to bid. What shocked Zhou Muhe especially was that Jiang Zhihao was one of them.
Ji Zimo said from the side: "Mr. Jiang, although this painting has four inscriptions by Zhang Daqian, it is not his own painting. If you like Zhang Daqian's paintings, I know a few collectors who have genuine works."
Jiang Zhihao smiled lightly and said: "I am very interested in this painting, and my intuition tells me that it is a good painting. The price of more than one million is not expensive."
Now that he said that, Ji Zimo didn't say anything more.
Anyway, Jiang Zhihao is still very rich. If he spends several million, it won't be a problem even if he makes a loss.
On the contrary, a man named Zhu Xinyi next to him said: "Mr. Jiang, a painting like this can fetch a high price of one million only because of Zhang Daqian's inscription. I think it is not worth more than one million. You should be careful."
"Thank you for reminding me, I know it well." Jiang Zhihao said.
Zhu Xinyi couldn't help curling his lips when he heard this, thinking that he was really too young, and he didn't listen to your advice even after I told you so clearly.
So what if you are the major shareholder of Qingyun Jewelry? Antique collecting is not about gambling on stones. Gambling on stones relies on luck, while antique collecting relies on experience and knowledge.
He was sure in his heart that Jiang Zhihao would definitely regret today's decision.