"Humph, I just said she must be so poor and have no money to pay!" Fan Qianqin first sarcastically said.
Lin Yan's eyes also flashed with schadenfreude.
Ever since Song Jing appeared, she had become very disgusted with those people who were supposed to live obediently at the bottom, but in the end they had to appear in front of her and be an eyesore.
When other people in the venue heard what Song Jing said, they also showed unsurprised expressions.
"Hey! I thought I could really see some super rich man who didn't care about his low-key appearance and was aware of the public sentiment, but he surprised everyone by taking out a black gold card."
"You think this is a TV series. There could be some super rich people wearing street clothes."
"It was fun to bid, but now I'm going to be thrown out. Not only will I be humiliated, I'll probably get a beating. I dare to come to the Su family's auction house to cause trouble. I'm really brave."
"I saw that she sneaked into the auction house and deliberately snatched this ancient book from Mr. Qin when the limelight was at its peak. In fact, she was just trying to grab the limelight and attract our attention. She wanted to choose a sponsor from among us, right? These poor people,
They always want to make a fortune by sleeping in other people’s beds. I don’t know whether to despise them or admire them!”
"Throw this disgusting person out!"
The bodyguards sent by Su Qingrou immediately stepped forward.
Song Jing picked up the backpack on the ground with his toes, took out a long and narrow box from the bag in a casual manner, and handed it to the bodyguard who came up very casually, "Sell this to me first."
Is there still such an operation?
The bodyguard who wanted to catch Song Jing and throw him out was immediately unable to do so by her, and subconsciously looked at the private room No. 4.
"First, he made random bids to disrupt the order of the auction, and then he took out goods from the street stalls and tried to auction them off on the spot to pay off the debt. It would be fine if they were real antiques, but look at the box, and you can tell it's the kind of thing you can buy from a roadside stall for ten yuan a piece.
Yeah, who are you trying to fool!"
The scoffers are right, that box is indeed something that can be seen everywhere at roadside stalls. If you look carefully at the box, there is a line written on it: Ugliness is nothing compared to poverty.
The people next to me saw clearly what was written with a water-based pen on the box, and their mouths twitched.
Su Qingrou's eyebrows skipped a beat. Did this person sincerely come to destroy their Su family's auction house today? She wanted to see what this person contained in a box he picked up casually on the roadside. If it wasn't
For valuable items, she had this person thrown directly from the third floor!
Su Qingrou nodded, and then the bodyguard took the box to the auction table.
The host is also an antiquities enthusiast and has some knowledge in identifying antiquities. He placed the box on the auction table and opened it gently. He saw clearly that there was a painting rolled in the box. His eyes instantly brightened up and he turned to No. 4.
Yajian looked over and nodded slightly.
A knowledgeable person will know whether it is genuine or fake as soon as he looks at the product.
The host did not dare to touch the paintings in the box. Su Qingrou was a little anxious and wanted to go on stage to see what was in the box. "Qin Guoshou, what do you want from me?"
"Ah, oh!" Qin Yicheng coughed and said righteously and seriously: "Miss Su, the snacks in your auction house taste terrible. That's what I want to tell you."
"..." The snacks in their auction house are all prepared by star chefs. Are they deliberately looking for trouble today?
Su Qingrou suppressed her anger and said, "Okay, I'll let the chef improve next time. I have important things to do now, so I won't be with you anymore."
After that, Su Qingrou ignored Fan Qianqin and Lin Yan and walked quickly to the auction table.
Qin Yicheng knew what was in Song Jing's box, and when he saw Song Jing taking it out, he knew he didn't need to pay on his behalf.
Everyone in the venue stretched their necks when they saw the host's serious look, and even Su Qingrou came on stage, curious about what was in such an ordinary cardboard box.
The host leaned into Su Qingrou's ear and whispered, "Miss, it's an ancient painting."
Of course, Su Qingrou knew something about it. She opened the box, took a look, and immediately turned around and ordered, "Go and ask Expert Liao to come, quickly!"
"You actually have to ask experts to identify it. Is it really an ancient relic?"
"Who would put such antiques in such a careless manner in a cardboard box that you could tell was picked up casually? And I just saw that her cardboard box was put in a bag, and the bag was just thrown away so casually.
On the ground."
There was a lot of discussion in the venue, and Su Qingrou said with a smile: "I'm sorry everyone, there was a little accident. Our auction house has prepared Michelin snacks. Please go to the tea restaurant to eat some snacks and have a rest. After the matters here are dealt with,
, we will notify you immediately and the auction will continue."
"Miss Su, we are all very curious about what she took out. Why don't you just let us stay and watch it together."
"Yes, didn't she say to sell it? If it is really an antique, it will be sold directly after the expert appraisal is completed. We will also check in advance what we want to buy before bidding."
Everyone obviously wants to stay and watch the show. They are all distinguished guests of the Su family auction house. Su Qingrou will not offend them casually, so she can only acquiesce that everyone stays together.
Soon, the staff came with Expert Liao, and behind him was an assistant carrying a toolbox.
"Mr. Liao, look at this painting." Su Qingrou opened the box again.
"Okay, miss."
Expert Liao's assistant immediately took out a piece of cloth specially used for appraising ancient paintings and spread it on the auction table. Expert Liao then picked up the ancient painting and unfolded it, so that everyone could see it clearly.
"Wang Xizhi's picture of playing with a goose?!"
"I thought she could bring out some antiques. It turned out to be a fake worth one or two hundred yuan from a certain treasure!"
"Looking at Miss Su's face just now, I thought it was a real thing. But at a glance, it does look like that. It's just that she was unlucky. She never expected that the original of Wang Xizhi's Goose Play was there.
It's on offer at the Su Family Auction House. What a coincidence."
"Hahaha! Mr. Li, you are so sarcastic!"
Su Qingrou also didn't expect that the painting unfolded to be exactly the same as the painting of Wang Xizhi Playing with Goose that was hanging in their auction.
This was a painting that their old man had collected and showed off for many years. This man actually brought out a replica of this painting, which was really a big deal.
"Then there's no need for appraisal. Take this person who caused trouble in our auction house..."
"Wait a minute." Expert Liao said excitedly, "Miss, let me take a look first."
Su Qingrou frowned, "Mr. Liao, I know that you have devoted your life to studying Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and paintings and love them very much. However, the original painting of Wang Xizhi Playing with Goose is in our auction house. This painting must be a fake. You don't need to look at it anymore."
"No, Miss, that's not right!" Expert Liao spread out the painting and looked at it bit by bit with a magnifying glass. His expression became more and more excited, "Miss, it's true! This is Wang Xizhi's picture of playing with a goose, and it is an authentic work!"
Su Qingrou's expression paused.
What do you mean? This is an authentic work. Could it be that the one they put up for auction is a fake?