At the end of the bidding, when the big man offered the high price of 68,000, the two old men looked at each other in confusion, and after sighing, they did not follow up.
"Table No. 18, Mr. Yan's bid is 68,000. Is there any higher price?" The auctioneer on the auction stage asked, holding the piece of tortoise shell in his hand, scanning the audience.
"I just met a little star, and I've been consuming a lot lately. I want to make a piece of thousand-year-old tortoise shell soup, which is just right for me to nourish myself!"
"Xiao Zhang, there's no need to ask. No one will offer a higher price than Yan."
"Don't waste time, just make the final decision!"
The big man's name is Yan Jing. He runs a nightclub in Kyoto. In the past two years, he has gone to Hainan to clear up land. People say that he seems to have made a lot of money.
Just a few days ago, when he went to buy a car, he even thought about buying someone else's car model together.
In the end, the car must have been bought back. As for whether the car model was his canary, ordinary outsiders don't know very well!
With his flamboyant temperament, it is really normal for him to buy a piece of thousand-year-old tortoise shell and make soup.
When he said these words, he showed off his face and pointed his middle finger at the two old men who were bidding together with him.
"I'm offering one hundred thousand, I want this tortoise shell!"
Just when the auctioneer, as a matter of routine, asked the audience for the second time if anyone else was bidding, Chen Hai, who had remained silent, finally raised his number plate and spoke.
"Boy, what do you mean?"
"Since you want to participate in the bidding, you have not opened your mouth for a long time, but Xiao Zhang, who is on the stage, is about to make the final decision, and suddenly opens his mouth to bid!"
"You are deliberately trying to get in trouble with me and want to play with me, right?"
The tall man Yan Jing rolled his eyes and glared at Chen Hai fiercely.
It doesn't really matter whether he buys tortoise shell or something.
He was dissatisfied with Chen Hai, mainly because he felt that Chen Hai's move had severely damaged his face.
After all, he was bragging just now, saying that no one would bid higher than him at this auction.
But in the blink of an eye, Chen Hai directly raised his sign and offered a high price of 100,000 yuan to the tortoise shell in the auctioneer's hand.
You know, in these two hours of auction, there were thirty or forty items sold.
But the auction price, which could eventually reach 100,000, was only the broken tortoise shell in front of me.
To be honest, the tortoise shell in front of me could fetch a high price of 100,000 yuan. Even the auctioneer Xiao Zhang and the organizer behind him probably didn't expect it at all.
"President Yan, right? Sorry, I am determined to get this piece of tortoise shell!"
"If you want to buy turtle shell soup, the ones sold in the market are not much worse than this one!"
"If you don't mind, I can give you ten or twenty yuan, it will be absolutely no problem!"
With an expressionless face, Chen Hai responded without being arrogant or humble.
If the tortoise shell being auctioned now was indeed what he expected, it was the same type as the tortoise shell that held the divination in his mind.
Don't say 100,000, even if it is one million, Chen Hai will definitely feel that it is worth the money.
On the basis of Yan Jing's bid of 68,000, he directly increased it to 100,000. His purpose was very simple. He just wanted Yan Jing to stop the idea of continuing to bid with him.
"Lot No. 88, Mr. Chen at table 67 bid 100,000. This is the first time. Is there anyone who bids higher?"
After a brief moment of astonishment, the auctioneer Xiao Zhang also reacted.
There were headphones plugged into his ears, and the auction venue also had several cameras facing it.
Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that he could learn some information about Chen Hai and directly call him Mr. Chen.
After all, when Chen Hai went to the VIP room to transfer money not long ago, his identity information had already fallen into the eyes of the organizer.
There are many private vendors selling goods around the exhibition hall, but given the current antique market conditions, Chen Hai is the only one with a transaction volume of over one million.
With such outstanding results, is it possible that the organizers will not pay more attention to him?
"Boy, I remember you. Your surname is Chen, right?"
"Since you are determined to get this tortoise shell, okay, I'll give it to you."
"I hope that after some time, you won't regret what happened today!"
After glaring hard at Chen Hai, Yan Jing said some harsh words.
Perhaps it was because the background of the organizer made him a little scrupulous. Apart from harsh words, he did not do any other unnecessary actions.
He was just an upstart, so Chen Hai didn't take his threats to heart.
He was relieved to see Yan Jing not continue bidding.
To be honest, with the cash he could spare, even if Yan Jing continued to compete with him, he would be confident enough to win the tortoise shell.
However, if he really had to spend too much money to win this tortoise shell, he would still feel distressed!
"Lot No. 88, Table No. 67, Mr. Chen bids 100,000, the second time!"
"Lot No. 88, Mr. Chen at table 67 bid 100,000, the third time, the deal was completed!"
Seeing that Yan Jing had ceased his activities, he was not ready to continue bidding with Chen Hai.
Auctioneer Xiao Zhang's shouting frequency was obviously much faster. Soon, the small hammer in his hand fell, and the final word was sealed.
By the time Chen Hai paid the money, got the tortoise shell, and returned to the area in the middle of the exhibition hall, today's auction had come to an end.
The guests participating in the auction had already dispersed one by one.
I looked at the time and saw that it was now 4:30 in the afternoon, about ten minutes behind.
The exchange meeting in the exhibition hall will not end until six o'clock.
We made an appointment to have dinner with Dong Dahai. Even if Dong Dahai would close the stall earlier, at least it would be after five o'clock, and Chen Hai would have to wait for a while.
Does the piece of tortoise shell that I just got also contain the inheritance of some kind of magic?
Chen Hai couldn't wait for this.
After thinking for a moment, he turned around and walked to the bathroom in the corner of the exhibition hall.
After occupying a pit and closing the door, Chen Hai tried to pour his own magic power into the tortoise shell.