After the host simply finished his opening remarks, he didn't say anything more and stepped aside slightly.
Immediately, a huge projection screen slowly fell down in the center of the hall, and the auctioneer straightened his back and stepped forward to take his place.
This charity auction party finally officially kicked off.
"The first collection tonight is a Girard-Perregaux watch donated by Mr. Zeng Xiuyuan, a famous entrepreneur in Beihai City."
"This watch is a limited edition watch with the theme of Girard-Perregaux's trilogy. Its design is inspired by the early sculptures of the modern architectural design master Le Corbusier. Each of the three watches is limited to five pieces worldwide!"
"The market value of Mr. Zeng Xiuyuan's piece is about 400,000 yuan."
After hearing the quotation and looking at the watch on the screen, Xiao Yun couldn't help but be speechless.
Damn it, no wonder the poor like cars and the rich like watches. This ordinary little watch costs more than 400,000 yuan!
However.
After the auctioneer finished his introduction, no one present had any intention of raising a placard to bid. Only one person sitting in a certain seat in the hall shouted out the bid without any hesitation, with a loud voice.
"One million!"
Upon hearing this decisive bid, the guests in the hall looked at the person one after another. Several of them seemed to be familiar with the person and took the lead in applauding.
"Is there anyone else who wants to bid?" the auctioneer looked around the hall and asked with a smile.
"Once in a million!"
"Twice a million!"
"Three times a million!"
The auctioneer dropped the wooden hammer heavily and announced happily: "Okay, this Girard-Perregaux watch was bought by Mr. Zeng Xiuyuan with a bid of one million! Thank you Mr. Zeng Xiuyuan for your support of this charity event!"
"
Hearing the words "Zeng Xiuyuan", Xiao Yun was slightly startled. He thought he heard it wrong. He immediately looked at Lin Xueer in surprise and asked her for confirmation: "This... put out the collection for auction.
Is it the same person who bought the collection?"
Lin Xueer nodded calmly and said, "Yes, they are the same person. In fact, this kind of thing is just a kind of 'hidden rule' that is common at charity auctions."
"Do you think that all the guests attending this charity auction tonight are like the old man from the Huo family in the capital, who sincerely want to do something for people in need?"
Lin Xueer paused, then lazily raised her red lips, and continued to explain with a familiar expression: "They first donate their collections to auction, and then they pay a high price that exceeds the value of the collection itself.
Shoot it back."
"I just want to take this opportunity to show my 'love' and win a good reputation for myself."
"This kind of thing has long become a default 'hidden rule' in upper-class circles. When a collection is auctioned, as long as the original owner raises a placard, other guests present will definitely not bid."
"Not only in our country, but also abroad, they are all so hypocritical. So I am not very interested in this type of dinner party."
Xiao Yun turned his head slightly and glanced at Lin Xueer, and as expected, he saw deep contempt in her beautiful eyes.
He shook his head, disgusted with this kind of formality, and complained in a low voice: "Pretend, take off your pants and fart."
Lin Xueer was amused by his down-to-earth description and laughed. She glanced at him coquettishly, and then said: "But, with so many guests here today, there must be some who really want to sell the collection."
I'm going. Don't you think that's what Sister-in-law Bai Tang is doing?"
"We'll take a look later. If we come across a good collection and the original owner doesn't intend to raise a sign, we'll take a photo of it!"
"Okay." Xiao Yun smiled and nodded.
However, the next few collections to be auctioned were basically sold in the hypocritical manner of "self-produced and self-sold".
After a few rounds, Xiao Yun saw a collection that made his eyes light up - a Qing Dynasty Yongzheng blue and white porcelain bowl!
He is very interested in this kind of elegant collection. The most important thing is that from the perspective of the projection, this collection is very special.
This small porcelain bowl does not appear pure blue like ordinary official kilns, nor does it look like the rough, grayish blue often found in folk kilns, but a touch of bluish-purple color. Look.
It looks very elegant.
Xiao Yun was very fond of this small porcelain bowl, and felt that seeing it was like seeing an aloof and aloof person, aloof and independent.
On the stage, the auctioneer wore gloves and picked up the small porcelain bowl for display. He saw that its shape was correct and its fetal bones were clear, which made Xiao Yun even more excited.
Coincidentally, after starting the bidding, Xiao Yun was pleasantly surprised to find that the original owner of the collection had no intention of buying it himself, and the starting price was not high, as he only bid 600,000.
"eighty……"
Xiao Yun excitedly raised his number plate, but before he could say the word "ten thousand", a discordant voice came from behind him.
"One million!"
Wu Yong, who was diagonally behind him, suddenly raised his number plate nonchalantly and shouted with great energy.
The auctioneer on the stage followed the voice and recognized Wu Yong's identity at a glance. He immediately said with a respectful smile on his face:
"The second young master of the Wu family in Jiangzhou Province is asking for one million! Everyone present, is there anyone with a higher price than this?"
Seeing this, Chi Hong, who was sitting next to Xiao Yun, frowned, turned around and glared at Wu Yong, cursing and saying: "Damn it, what does this person mean? How could he not wait for someone to finish shouting?
Did you rush to buy it because of the price?"
According to the rules, even if Wu Yong wanted to bid, he would have to wait until Xiao Yun finished shouting before competing. He clearly saw Xiao Yun raising the number plate and shouting half the price. Jumping in the queue to bid is simply a provocation!
Wu Yong was sitting diagonally behind a few people, with only one row of seats between them. Naturally, he clearly heard Chi Hong's muttering. He immediately showed a rogue smile, shrugged, and shouted:
"Hey, isn't this the grandson of Mr. Chi Feibai? Tsk, tsk, tsk, why do you say it so dirty?"
"At this auction, aren't there always a group of people fighting for a collection? The one with the highest bid gets it. If you like it, can you just bid higher than me?"
Wu Yong deliberately put on an innocent and confused expression, which made Chi Hong feel angry.
"Haha, Second Young Master Wu is right. Everyone is here to show love tonight. No matter who takes the photo of this collection, the children in the mountainous area will be helped!"
"Come on! Everyone, take action! Is there anyone with a higher bid than this one million?"
The auctioneer noticed the commotion in the audience, smiled and smoothed things over, and at the same time activated the atmosphere, mobilized the enthusiasm of the guests, and continued bidding.
At this time, a person in the middle of the hall raised his sign and said loudly: "We at Magic City Jinhui Trading also plan to show a little more love and bid 1.5 million!"
Seeing this, Wu Yong said to Xiao Yun with a mean smile: "Hey, Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry! The thing you are interested in now starts at 1.5 million!"