Chapter 651 Love-Struck Brains Make Him the World's Richest Man (10)

His casual remark, both lazy and arrogant, made Jin Shu, who was sitting next to him, look like an incomparably noble female leopard, with a sharpness and caution ready to be unleashed beneath her soft exterior.

The couple arrived at the venue on time. After handing over their invitations and going inside, Zhang Baiyu discovered that all the invited guests were world-renowned artists and entrepreneurs.

He couldn't help but glance at Jin Shu.

At this moment, Zhang Baiyu was perfectly clear that if Jin Shu hadn't brought him in, given his current status, he would never have been on the list of invited guests.

After all, these charity auctions are basically attended by old money who have been in business for generations, or world-renowned artists. They wouldn't even look at a self-made new tycoon like him.

Zai Shangmu Shi's painting was the first one to be featured.

As one of the greatest and most renowned painters of the last two centuries, his posthumous works have long been hailed as legendary.

Zhang Baiyu gripped the sign in his hand, poised and ready to strike, confident of victory.

Starting bid: 30 million.

Upon hearing the price, Zhang Baiyu couldn't help but purse her lips.

He knew the painting would never be cheap, but he never expected the starting bid to be so high.

After one round of bidding, the painting had already reached 60 million.

Zhang Baiyu thought 60 million would be enough, but to his surprise, someone else raised a sign in the crowd just as the first hammer fell.

"Sixty-two million!! Anyone else want to continue betting?"

Zhang Baiyu's heart sank. After a moment's hesitation, he continued to bid.

As a result, after the second round, the painting was bid up to 84 million.

A painting worth over 80 million yuan is an astronomical price for Zhang Baiyu, a newly rich man who used to struggle to even afford a hundred yuan.

He is willing to spend a lot of money on things he likes, but he simply cannot understand why someone would be willing to spend more than 80 million to buy a simple painting!

With that kind of money, he could have the world's most famous painter paint a picture for him right there on the spot!

But the truth is that the painter had passed away, and this painting was his posthumous work, his final piece.

As a result, the price of the painting was raised to 118 million.

By the time they arrived at this point, Zhang Baiyu had completely given up on bidding.

More than 100 million—even he couldn't possibly come up with that much money all at once.

Mr. Ouyang's resources are very important to him, extremely important. The return he can get from giving away a painting is definitely more than 100 million.

Unfortunately, he couldn't come up with that much money, and in the end, he could only watch helplessly as others continued to bid.

"One hundred and eighteen million!! Anyone else want to add more?"

The posthumous works of Mr. Zai Shangmu Shi are of immeasurable and unparalleled artistic value. Those who appreciate them should definitely seize this one and only opportunity.

One hundred and eighteen million at a time!

One hundred and eighteen million twice!!

One hundred million…

"I'll offer 150 million."

A voice, neither too loud nor too soft, rang out from the crowd, just at the right moment so that everyone in the room could hear it.

Before the third hammer fell, Jin Shu, who had shouted out 150 million, became the focus of the crowd.

Everyone cast curious glances at them, some in surprise, others scrutinizing them.

Sitting next to Jin Shu, Zhang Baiyu was so stunned that he couldn't utter a single word. He could only watch Jin Shu leisurely raise her sign.

150 million, I thought that was the limit.

And then, some people actually added more!

Two hundred million!

After Jin Shu shouted this, the scene fell silent.

"Two hundred million once!!"

Two hundred million twice!!

Two hundred million three times!!

Congratulations, Ms. Jin! Mr. Zai Shangmu Shi's posthumous work now belongs to you!

Jin Shu nodded with a smile.

Then, after the auction, I swiped my card to pay, took the items, and left—all in one smooth motion.

During this period, Jin Shu also photographed a jewelry set worth more than 80 million yuan, with a diamond of more than 30 carats as the main diamond, surrounded by more than 1,000 smaller diamonds of more than one carat each.

As the biggest deal of the auction, Jin Shu was granted the privilege of meeting the chairman in person.

Zhang Baiyu had already boarded the car, but he did not see Jin Shu.

Jin Shu's secretary told him.

"President Jin is chatting with Chairman Zhao right now and will be back soon."

Chairman Zhao.

There is only one person in this area who is qualified to be called Chairman Zhao, and that is the chairman of a world-renowned charitable foundation, who is also the behind-the-scenes boss of this auction. It is said that 60% of the exhibits are Chairman Zhao's private collection, and all the proceeds from this auction will be donated by Chairman Zhao.

This demonstrates just how powerful and terrifying Chairman Zhao's strength is.

This is true aristocratic old money, something even the richest family like the Jin family can hardly match, with their businesses spread all over the world.

Because personal and family wealth is immeasurable, they did not participate in the asset assessment.

Otherwise, no one else would be the richest person in the country right now.

Normally, it's incredibly difficult to see him.

But there is also a shortcut, which is what Jin Shu is taking now: spending the most money at auctions to meet the most difficult people to meet.

Zhang Baiyu waited for more than an hour.

He could have left earlier anyway, and he wasn't worried that Jin Shu would be angry.

But the thought that Jin Shu was chatting with Chairman Zhao made him sit in the car and wait for more than an hour without thinking.

By the time Jin Shu returned, it was already dark.

Seeing that Zhang Baiyu was still in the car, Jin Shu asked a question with feigned surprise.

Why are you still here?

Zhang Baiyu lowered his head and casually said something.

"Anyway, I have nothing to do for the time being, so I'll just wait."

After saying that, he casually asked another question.

"What did you talk about that took so long?"

"Oh, we just chatted for a bit, nothing much."

nothing?

Is Chairman Zhao some kind of person with a lot of free time? How could he find the time to chat casually with Jin Shu?

Even though he knew Jin Shu was deliberately fooling him, Zhang Baiyu wasn't angry, because he thought it was normal, and he wouldn't have said anything if he were in her shoes.

He was simply curious about what Jin Shu wanted to talk about with Chairman Zhao that would justify spending 300 million to buy a short chat of just over an hour.

But it's obvious that Jin Shu wouldn't tell him.

"What did you do with that painting by Zai Shangmu Shi?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Shu seemed to have just remembered it and casually replied.

"It's expensive, so I bought it and hung it in my home."

If it's worth 200 million, is it just for the auction to be displayed?

Zhang Baiyu felt a strange sense of loss; he had thought that Jin Shu had bought the painting for him.

Although the probability is very small, what else could it be for this reason?

"I have already sent someone to deliver that painting to your office."

Jin Shu suddenly blurted out this sentence.

Zhang Baiyu's eyes widened instantly as he looked at Jin Shu in astonishment, clearly not expecting her to actually do such a thing.