Chapter 497 The magic medicine for the treatment of myopia (1)!
Chapter 497: The miracle cure for myopia (1)!
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When a middle-aged man next to him heard this, he turned around and explained with a smile: "That young girl is the daughter of Secretary Yan of the Provincial Party Committee. As for that man, I only know that he is from the capital. What is his specific background?
I don’t know, but they are probably from wealthy families.”
Then the two people suddenly realized that it was like this. No wonder they dared to challenge He Mingshan. His backstage was very powerful.
At the same time, Ye Qing nodded to Wang Zhipeng and thanked him for helping to raise the price.
Wang Zhipeng smiled slightly and said to himself that he was just joining in the fun.
"50 million" He Mingshan sneered and raised his sign again
"53 million" Yan Xueqin increased the price again under Ye Qing's instruction. One increase would cost several million. The money is not worth it.
"56 million" He Mingshan shouted again. First release
"60 million" is replaced by Wang Zhipeng this time.
"68 million." He Mingshan was angry. Do you want to start a war? I don't have any money. I will raise a high price to see if you will follow? However, I guess you will all follow, and it will probably be 70 million, right?
Hehe, then I'm not polite. As soon as you increase the price, I won't accompany you immediately. Spend 60 to 70 million to buy a prescription? Do you think I'm a fool? Do you really think it's a fairy prescription?
Follow, follow with all your might
There was a sneer on He Mingshan's lips, and he was already prepared to give Ye Qing a hard time. He even seemed to have seen the sad scene of Ye Qing crying without tears.
Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement from the other party.
When the auctioneer shouted: "68 million for the second time," the other party still didn't follow.
At this time, He Mingshan became a little anxious and couldn't help but look at Yan Xueqin and Wang Zhipeng. He saw that Yan Xueqin was whispering to Le Jiuxi, as if they were telling a funny joke, while Wang Zhipeng was chatting with his little one.
My girlfriend Chen Xin was chatting with me, and the two groups of people seemed to have never heard the auctioneer's cry.
He Mingshan was dumbfounded, and the two followers, He Yanchong and Li Guodong, were even more dumbfounded.
"... Has no one raised the price again? Has no one raised the price again? ... 68 million yuan for the third time. Congratulations to this gentleman for acquiring this 'Da Qinglong Soup' at a sky-high price of 68 million yuan."
With a crisp "bang", the final word was finalized, and the ancient owner of "Da Qinglong Soup" was finally settled.
He Mingshan was going crazy. He felt like a big fool. The auctioneer's exciting voice seemed to be mocking him, and the clear hammering sound seemed to hit him hard on the head and heart, making him temporarily paralyzed.
I was in a daze, so angry that I couldn't speak.
"This guy named Ye is so cunning."
He Yanchong suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He felt that the man named Ye seemed to have designed a trap long ago and was waiting for his uncle to jump in. Now that he thought about it, it was obviously a very simple trap, but before
, I, my uncle, my uncle, all three of them were involuntarily taken by the attack and jumped in.
Uncle, such a powerful person, actually suffered a loss this time
Moreover, what is even more awe-inspiring is that Ye Qing can literally see through our minds. Just when we were about to stop following, he backed out one step ahead. Where are we following? Is this still a human being?
What a monster
People in the hall were talking a lot
"Tsk, tsk, the He family is really awesome, 68 million, export it at will, just for such a small prescription."
"People are very wealthy. Money is not what money is. It's just a bunch of numbers. I don't feel it at all."
"Oh, it's so irritating to compare people to each other. I have worked so hard for so many years, I have a small company, and I have made tens of millions. I thought I was rich, but I don't know, compared with this kind of rich man, I'm so rich.
Just a poor guy"
"Damn it, you multi-millionaires are all poor and miserable, so with an annual income of over 100,000 yuan, I am the poorest of the poor."
"Then how can it be embarrassing for those people who get a salary of two to three thousand a month?"
"Then how can those college students who graduate with a salary of one to two thousand be embarrassed? You can go to hell."
To the ears of He Mingshan, who has keen senses, these low-pitched discussions seemed like irony.
Yes, He Mingshan has just taken over the huge industry of the He family. He is indeed not short of money. Tens of millions is a scum to him, but this time it is different. He was tricked by that boy Ye Qing, which is equivalent to
He said that he gave 68 million yuan in sponsorship to his opponent, the Ningcheng Medical Association, in vain. Who in the world would do such a stupid thing? Think of yourself. You are really smart but you are confused for a while, and your cleverness is misled by your cleverness.
The auctioneer was extremely excited when he sold a sky-high price of 68 million, and continued to host the auction event with extremely high emotions.
"This is a picture of "Hua Tuo collecting medicine" collected by a senior member of the Ningcheng Medical Association. The painting is exquisite and definitely a masterpiece. The starting price is one hundred thousand..."
There were many paintings and calligraphy in the auction. Some of them were carefully drawn by some part-time artists from the Ningcheng Medical Association who were fond of calligraphy and painting and were well-known in the industry. They were put up for auction, but more of them were collected with love.
The calligraphy and painting works of modern masters donated by the family are also used this time to contribute to the charity medical fund. [This chapter is provided for you]
"This is an imitation of an acupuncture bronze figure. It is made entirely of bronze. Although it is an imitation, its apertures are clear and its facial features are lifelike. It is a masterpiece..."
"This small bronze tripod from the Shang Dynasty engraved with ancient medical skills is priceless..."
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Hour after hour passed, and by around five o'clock in the afternoon, more than sixty precious items had been auctioned, all of which had been sold for tens to hundreds of thousands, or even millions.
However, compared with the previous 68 million, it is a bit insignificant and not enough to arouse the audience's interest.
However, when the small green huā porcelain bottle "Frost Silver Python Mingmu Pill" was born, the atmosphere in the hall was ignited again
"This bottle of yào was provided by Chief Physician Li Qingping, the executive director of the Ningcheng Medical Association and a senior expert in the Cardiovascular Surgery Department of the Provincial People's Hospital.
This bottle of yào is made of the very rare liner of the thousand-year-old frost silver python as the main yào, and is paired with frost mulberry leaves, chamomile, antelope horn tips, raw land, virgin nectar, raw oysters, Morinda citrifolia, and wolfberry.
Eighty kinds of precious Chinese herbal yào are developed together, and then made into pills with white honey, as big as a sycamore seed, which can nourish the blood and replenish the spirit, improve eyesight..."
As the auctioneer explained, a photo of the bile-bombed thousand-year-old frost silver python was also displayed on the big screen. It looked like a giant frost dragon, but without the horns on its head.
