Xiao Zhuo took a deep look at him. Since this seal is an ancestral magic weapon of the Tantric Sect, why does Tingting's grandfather want it so much?
No matter, let’s get it first!
The two stopped a car and went straight to Wangfujing Auction House.
When they arrived, the place was already full of people, most of whom were talking about today's auction.
"Old guy, what should I do if I have no place?"
Nebula looked around and his eyes fell on the sofa in the first row.
"Who said there's no place? It's vacant! Let's go!"
As soon as the two sat down, the whole place was silent, and everyone's eyes fell on them.
Xiao Zhuo felt a little strange, "Old guy, what are they looking at us for?"
"Silly boy, they must be impressed by my handsome face!"
So handsome!
You can say such shameless things!
Xingyun smiled while greeting the beauties around her.
"Hi!" Beauty!
"Do you need a palm reading?"
“Can provide door-to-door service!”
Seeing Xingyun's playful smile, everyone's expressions became more solemn.
"Are these two people crazy? They dare to sit there!"
"After a while they won't be able to laugh anymore!"
…
At this moment, a pair of well-dressed men and women appeared in Xiao Zhuo's sight.
The man is handsome and wearing a blue suit with a floral shirt underneath.
The woman has a voluptuous figure, dresses sexy, and poses.
Seeing the woman, Xiao Zhuo suddenly remembered a children's song in his mind, "Little white rabbit, white and white..."
The two people were followed by more than a dozen bodyguards, which looked very spectacular, and the crowd instantly became commotion.
"Look, it's the young master of the Qian family and the daughter of the Sun family!"
"What a talented man and beautiful woman. She is a perfect match!"
…
The man and woman smiled and greeted everyone frequently.
When he saw Xiao Zhuo and Xingyun sitting on the sofa, the smile on his face froze instantly.
"Honey, who are they!"
The man walked up to the two of them and said with a cold expression, "How dare you sit here, get out of here!"
Xiao Zhuo's face darkened, he was so arrogant.
"Are you deaf? Get out of here!" the man said sternly.
Xiao Zhuo did not stand up, but instead crossed his legs and said lightly, "What qualifications do you have to tell us to get out?"
"Is this sofa yours?"
The man didn't expect Xiao Zhuo to talk back, and said with a sinister expression, "I can't afford it, right?"
"Okay! If you have the guts, don't get up!"
After speaking, the man winked at the bodyguards behind him.
"Hit him!"
At this moment, Nebula quickly stood up.
"Wait a moment!"
Then he said with a smile, "Why don't you do it properly? Let's go!"
Then he pulled Xiao Zhuo and whispered, "You bastard, don't cause trouble!"
Xiao Zhuo ignored it and looked at the man intently.
He didn't pay attention to such a small role at all.
"You brat! Do you still want the Heaven Seal?"
Nebula was worried that if they took action, they would be kicked out.
"Sorry, let's leave now!"
Then he pulled Xiao Zhuo to his feet.
"Idiot!"
The man cursed with contempt and sat down with the woman.
Immediately afterwards, an auctioneer wearing a cheongsam walked up.
"Welcome all guests to come today!"
"First of all, let us welcome these two distinguished guests with the warmest applause!"
"Young master of the Qian family, Qian Weihao!"
"And Sun Yuejiao, the daughter of the Sun family!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the audience burst into thunderous applause.
Xiao Zhuo couldn't help but be stunned. Who were these two people and why were they fawned over by so many people?
Since the second uncle said that the Xiao family is the largest family in the imperial capital, what kind of existence are the Qian family and the Sun family?
Wait, Qian family, Sun family?
Xiao Zhuo's heart tightened.
Could they be from the four major families that besieged my father back then?
“Now, here’s the first lot for today!”
Two waitresses wearing white gloves came up holding a painting.
Carefully spread the painting on the table.
Although the scroll gradually unfolds, a picture of the Jiangnan landscape with vast rivers, misty waves, and undulating mountains gradually comes into view.
The scroll's careful composition, brilliant colors and fine brushstrokes show the author's profound skill.
"Dear guests, this painting is called "Thousands of Miles of Rivers and Mountains" and was created by Wang Ximeng, a famous artist from the Northern Song Dynasty. The reserve price is 5 million!"
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers?
Xiao Zhuo raised his eyebrows.
Wasn't this painting commissioned by Chen Yingzhou and donated to the Imperial Capital Museum?
Why are you here again?
He immediately opened his spiritual consciousness and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
“Please bid now!”
Upon hearing that it was an authentic work by Wang Ximeng, everyone immediately made an offer.
"I'll pay 5 million!"
"I'll offer 6 million!"
"7 million!"
"8 million!"
Just then, "20 million!"
Everyone looked shocked, and all their eyes fell on Qian Weihao.
"As expected of the young master of the Qian family, he is indeed courageous!"
"It seems that this painting belongs to him!"
…
"Master Qian bids 20 million at a time!"
"Twice 20 million!"
"20 million..."
"etc!"
Xiao Zhuo shouted out.
Everyone turned their attention to him.
"I'll offer 50 million!"
Hearing this number, the scene was in an uproar.
"This kid is crazy! Although the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains painting is very rare, spending 50 million on a painting is too impulsive!"
"He is not impulsive! He is challenging Master Qian!"
"Let's see, there's a good show to watch!"
Qian Weihao's face darkened. He thought he could get this painting for 20 million, but he didn't expect someone to mess with it.
"Weihao, I want that painting!" Sun Yuejiao said softly, shaking his arm.
"You're on horseback! No one dares to snatch something that labor and management are interested in!" Qian Weihao said viciously.
Then he stood up and walked to Xiao Zhuo, "Bastard, what do you mean?"
Xiao Zhuo smiled and said, "I also like this painting. Can't we all compete fairly?"
Hearing these words, Qian Weihao had a murderous intent in his eyes.
If he hadn't been in front of so many people, he would have killed the guy in front of him.
"What labor and management are interested in must get it!"
Then he shouted loudly, "Sixty million!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Zhuo shouted, "Seventy million!"
"Eighty million!"
"Ninety million!"
"One hundred million!"
"One hundred and fifty million!"
When Qian Weihao shouted out this number, the whole audience was in an uproar.
“A painting actually fetched such a high price!”
"The Qian family is worthy of being one of the four major families, with great strength!"
"Will that kid continue shouting?"
Four major families?
Hearing these words, Xiao Zhuo's face turned cold.
Indeed it is!
Everyone was looking at Xiao Zhuo expectantly, waiting for him to shout out a higher price.
He actually fell silent.
"First time in 150 million!"
"One hundred and fifty million for the second time!"
"One hundred and fifty million for the third time!"
"Dealed! Congratulations to Mr. Qian for shooting "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"!
The crowd suddenly burst into warm applause.
"You bastard, grab it from me, you're too young!" Qian Weihao said with an arrogant look.
"Dear, you are great!" Sun Yuejiao said.
"Of course! I'm great in every way!"
Just as the applause ended, a voice sounded in the venue.
"It's just a fake painting, what's there to be happy about!"