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Chapter 774 [One hundred million! 】

Two days later.

In the evening, after class, Dong Xuebin went back to the party school dormitory alone and went online to check the auction information of Yunde Autumn Auction.

Qing Dynasty, painted by Xu Yang.

"Picture of the Presentation of Prisoners to the Pacification of the Western Regions".

The starting reference price is RMB 50 million.

The paper is designed in color, with a length of 43 cm and a width of 1865 cm. The front page is framed with floral brocade, and is signed with white jade. The title on the outside is "Xu Yang painted a picture of pacifying the Western Regions and presented prisoners with gifts". There is an inscription and postscript by Xu Yang, and the inscription is "Image Xu Yang Gong painted and

"Postscript", seal "Chen" Zhu Wenyin, Xu Yangbai Wenyin.

Today is the day when this painting is auctioned. Dong Xuebin doesn't know how much the price will be. He can't help but feel a little anxious. Whether he can buy the pair of sky-high pink diamonds depends on how much funds this painting can provide Dong Xuebin.

, he has about less than 200 million in hand, about 195 million, which is all his savings, but if Xu Yang's paintings fail to sell, the pair of pink diamonds will be 100%

One hundred land was missed. This was something Dong Xuebin did not want and could not see. He had already decided to buy the ring.

At the same time, the autumn auction of Yunde Auction Company is in full swing.

In the blink of an eye, the last auction item has arrived, which is Xu Yang's painting.

Dong Xuebin also immediately contacted the relevant person in charge. Because it was not convenient to go out to the party school, Dong Xuebin could only listen to their "real-time broadcast."



the other side.

In a restaurant.

Wei Nan was having dinner with a few friends when he suddenly received a phone call.

There was a man's voice on the phone, "Hey, Lao Wei, there is an auction company in Beijing that has listed a painting by Xu Yang. Have you heard about it?"

"Xu Yang's?"

"And it's the "Picture of Presenting Prisoners for the Pacification of the Western Regions"."

"Huh? You got it right?"

"I'm also wondering. Isn't that painting collected by your family?"

"Are you already bidding? What's the starting price?"

"The starting bid is 50 million. Judging from the price, it should be an authentic work."

Wei Nan couldn't laugh or cry, and said: "You want to take a picture? Then I have to remind you that this painting must be a fake. There are many identical paintings. Didn't Liulichang have a rubbing technology for a long time? Even

Many experts can't tell the difference between true and false, so don't touch it. The real painting..." At this point, Wei Nan sighed, "You should know that my villa caught on fire a while ago, right? It has been burned down, so in this world

There is no "Picture of Presenting Prisoners for the Pacification of the Western Regions" anymore, and all that appear on the market are fakes."

"That's still the case? That's such a pity."

"Yes. My old man spent tens of millions to collect it, ugh."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Nan continued to have dinner with his friends. He didn't pay much attention to the auction of "Picture of Presenting Prisoners for the Pacification of the Western Regions". In fact, he didn't know much about antiques, but his old man had an expert identify it as authentic. Now.

In this situation, there are only two possibilities. Wei Nan saw someone sawing open the villa safe with his own eyes. When he saw the black and gray painting inside, he knew that it was impossible to restore it, so otherwise it would be now

The painting at the auction was a fake, but many experts took a closer look and determined it to be the original. Otherwise, the painting at Wei Nan's home was a fake, and the thing being auctioned now is Xu Yang's original, but in any case. This

It has nothing to do with Wei Nan anymore, the paintings are gone, it’s distressing to think about it, it’s better not to think about it.

Wei Nan's idea is very normal. As he said, there are so many identical fakes, and the current counterfeiting technology has reached its peak. No one would have thought that a burned painting can be restored, and it is possible for porcelain.

Jade is possible, but painting is absolutely impossible.

This is why Dong Xuebin dared to put it up for auction as if no one was around. He had already cleaned up the fingerprints and other marks on the scroll. Even if Wei Nan's family had doubts, they would not think about other aspects and try to find out something.

It is really not difficult with today's technological level to create the same painting. On the contrary, it would be strange if a fake calligraphy and painting by a famous person is not circulated in the market.



"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. The following is the auction of the "Picture of Presenting Prisoners for the Pacification of the Western Regions"."

"I don't think I need to say more about who Xu Yang is. Let's bid. The starting price is 50 million yuan."

In the party school dormitory, Dong Xuebin lay down on the bed, listening to the voice coming from the phone next to his ear, and his heart gradually became stronger.

"The bidding begins."

"Fifty million, does anyone have a bid?"

"Oh, my friend on the 16th made a bid, 55 million!"

"Any more? Fifty-five million... Hey, over there, friend No. 28 bids Fifty-eight million!"

"Friend No. 22! Sixty-five million... six thousand five hundred and five hundred and five times..."

"Sixty-eight million! Oh... seventy-two million! Is there anyone with a higher bid?"

Seventy million!

Eighty million!

Ninety million!

The auction price of "Picture of Presenting Prisoners for the Pacification of the Western Regions" has soared!

Listening to the prices on the phone, Dong Xuebin basically met Dong Xuebin's expectations. He breathed a sigh of relief and clenched his fists slightly. Of course, he hoped it could be higher.

Ninety-one million! Ninety-five million! One hundred million!

Dong Xuebin could clearly hear the commotion in the scene over there.

"One hundred million yuan! Friend No. 6 offered 100 million yuan! Are there any competitors? Is that the end of it? One hundred million yuan once... one hundred million yuan twice... one hundred million yuan three times!"

Boom, the hammer fell.

"100 million yuan deal!"

Bang, bang, bang, applause!

Dong Xuebin couldn't help but take a big picture. After hanging up the phone, he immediately contacted the new boss of Yunde Auction Company.

"Congratulations, Mr. Dong." The female boss came up and said, "One hundred million yuan has been hammered down."

Dong Xuebin smiled and said: "We should be happy together."

The female boss said: "Haha, buyer No. 6 is a boss I know. Every time he buys a collection, he usually pays the bill on the same day. I know you are eager to use the money, so let's call you as soon as the money is received.

, it will probably arrive before tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay, thank you very much."

"You're welcome. If you have any good stuff in the future, remember to find me."

"That's for sure. It's a pleasure to cooperate."

“A pleasure to work with.”

It is obviously impossible for Dong Xuebin to get all the 100 million yuan of personal currency. There are taxes and commissions in it. However, because of Qu Yunxuan's relationship, Dong Xuebin also got some discounts from the bargaining with them in advance. Throwing away all the amounts, he can

What he got was probably more than 80 million, and counting the 195 million in his bank card, Dong Xuebin's total funds have reached 280 million!

I checked online and found that the auction of the pair of pink diamonds will be tomorrow evening!

We have enough money and everything is ready. This time, Dong Xuebin is bound to win!!.


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