Chapter 47 What kind of shit, even the boss dares to stop you
Song Jing took out his cell phone and dialed a number. It rang twice and was picked up.
Su Minghui, the current head of the Su family, answered the phone in an excited tone, "Boss, why are you free to call me today?"
"I heard that there is an auction at the auction house at four o'clock. I have nothing to do today and I came here to take a look, but your staff looks down on me and won't let me in." Song Jing's voice evoked a bit of cold and evil ridicule, "
Old Man Su, what do you think we should do?"
"Insolent! What kind of dog looks down on others, and you dare to stop him!" Su Minghui was holding a shareholders' meeting. He held his mobile phone and slapped it on the conference table and stood up. The shareholders at the shareholders' meeting were all shocked.
, all looked at him.
"Tell him." Song Jing handed the phone to the waiter with a mocking and cold tone, "You, Mr. Su."
The waiter answered the phone dubiously, thinking that such a person who looked like he had sneaked into the auction house actually had their Director Su's phone number? He was bragging!
"Hello?"
"It was you who blocked the distinguished guest?" Su Minghui's tone was cold, "You have been fired, and you will also be sued by the auctioneer for insulting the distinguished guest. Prepare to pay huge liquidated damages, you bastard!"
The waiter was dumbfounded and stood there with a dull look on his face. He was thinking that he just stopped someone, so why was he fired? Moreover, the contract with Su Family Auction House clearly stated that he could not be rude to customers.
, otherwise you will have to pay high liquidated damages.
Thinking of the high liquidated damages that he would never be able to afford in his lifetime, the waiter swayed and almost fainted on the spot.
Song Jing took the phone and said in an indifferent tone, "I can fire you, but forget about the liquidated damages. Don't even think about using me to make this kind of money."
"Okay, okay, boss, I'm going to the auction house now. You wait for me. We haven't seen each other for a long time. You must ask me to treat you to a meal this time." Su Minghui's tone changed.
Turn around and said with a flattering smile.
The shareholders in the office were dumbfounded and horrified to guess who the person on the other end of the phone was, that Mr. Su, who had always been a hot-tempered man, could please him so respectfully.
"Let's talk again."
Song Jing lazily hung up the phone, and the waiter immediately opened the door of the restaurant for her in a panic, "Thank you... thank you for not forgetting the faults of villains." If the distinguished guest hadn't said a word on his behalf,
The high liquidated damages were simply not something that an ordinary person like him could repay, so he had no choice but to jump into the river.
Thinking of this, the waiter wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. From now on, he would never dare to judge people by their appearance again.
Song Jing walked into the venue. At this time, there were already many rich people sitting in the venue. Many people turned their heads when they heard the noise, thinking that if there was someone with more status than them, they would take the opportunity to build relationships. When they saw
Only one person came in, and the clothes he wore were so cheap that he couldn't bear to look at them. He turned away with indifference and contempt, and then started talking to the people next to him.
Lin Yan also saw it, and she was surprised.
How did this poor man get in?
Song Jing went to the counter on the left. The staff member in charge of the ranking glanced at her, also full of doubts. However, he was obviously much smarter and did not sarcastically. He handed out a booklet and pen and said, "Guest, please register your information."
Song Jing wrote down a name and wrote down his membership card on how to enter.
The staff took a look and handed over a booklet of today's auction items and a bidding sign, "This is your bidding sign. You can take your seat according to the number on the sign."
Of course Song Jing knew these rules, so he took the No. 32 number plate and sat down on the chair with the No. 32 label on it.
The people next to her immediately looked over to her.
She casually threw her black backpack at her feet, leaned back lazily on the chair, spread her long legs lazily and arrogantly, put one hand on the armrest of the chair to support her cheek, and exuded an aura of aura all over her body.
Bandit and wild.
A lady sitting next to her subconsciously moved a little to the side.
Lin Yan kept looking here, watching Song Jing take the number plate and take a seat.
"Miss Lin?" Su Qingrou said.
Lin Yan immediately came to her senses and looked away. She did not say anything about Song Jing sneaking into the auction venue. After all, if she did, it would be questioning the management ability of the Su family auction house, which would only make Su Qingrou unhappy. She didn't
would be so stupid.
The auction has not yet started, and the venue has become a large-scale socializing scene.
Some people secretly looked at Song Jing, a little curious, but in the end they gave up the idea of coming forward to talk.
Because her aura is too strong, cold and arrogant, which makes people stay away.
Finally, the gong sounded, the host came on stage, the auction was about to begin, and everyone sat back in their seats.
Song Jing put the auction item booklet on his lap and flipped through it casually with his white fingers. "Ancient Medicine" was the third auction item. The first two items were two antique vases from the Qianlong period.
The host put on a microphone and said the opening remarks, "Welcome everyone to come to participate in today's auction. Our auction today still follows the usual rules. Ten percent of the proceeds from the auction items will be donated to Project Hope. Thank you for your support for charity."
Make a contribution.”
"Okay, the auction is about to start now for our first auction today, a double-eared porcelain vase from the Qianlong period. The starting price is three million, please!"
As soon as the host finished speaking, someone immediately raised a sign. It was Fan Qianqin who followed Su Qingrou and sat into the private room.
She finally came to such a high-end auction house, so of course she showed off.
"Okay, the guests in private room No. 4 will bid once."
Su Qingju said: "Does Mrs. Lin like this amphora?"
"Well, it's golden. It looks so noble." Fan Qianqin blurted out.
How can antiques be described as noble? As soon as you hear them, you can tell that they are an upstart who doesn't understand the industry.
Lin Yan felt so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look at Su Qingrou's expression.
Su Qingrou just smiled.
People in the venue kept raising placards, and the bidding continued.
In the auction here, every time a placard is raised, as long as there is no special explanation, each time the placard is raised, the price will be increased by 500,000. Soon the price of the double-eared porcelain vase was raised to 5 million.
Fan Qianqin didn't dare to bid any more and sat back with an embarrassed look. She didn't have the guts to go back and spend millions on a vase behind Lin Kaicheng's back.
Lin Yan felt even more embarrassed. Instead of showing off, she showed cowardice.
She used to think that their family was already very good, but when she actually met the Su family and came to the Su family auction house, she truly realized that the Lin family was nothing in the eyes of these real rich people.
Lin Yan lowered her eyes and clasped her hands, gritted her teeth and swore that no matter what she did, she would definitely step into the wealthy circle of the imperial capital!
In the end, the double-eared porcelain bottle was bought by a wealthy businessman for 6.5 million.
According to the rules of the Su Family Auction House, after the item is auctioned, staff will come forward to register and transfer payment on site. For the rich, this is actually a good opportunity to increase their visibility and show off.
Then came the second antique porcelain bottle, which was finally sold for eight million.
Finally it’s the turn of the third auction item - "Ancient Medicine"!
Song Jing, who had been indifferently lowering his eyes, finally raised his eyelids slightly and looked at the auction table.