Chapter 238
As soon as these words were spoken, the audience immediately became agitated.
After all, items like today's auction are truly unprecedented.
The young man, who had been quiet for a few seconds, could no longer contain himself. He stood up and held up his auction sign. "I'll offer one hundred and one interstellar coins! The extra coin is a gift to buy that kid a lollipop. Although the stick figure's head isn't very good, the paper is good. If you fold it up, you can use it as a table corner pad. But one hundred and one coins for a table corner pad is a bit of a loss."
The words seemed normal, but every word revealed the contempt and humiliation for Xiao Taozhi's painting.
His tone was very arrogant, as if he was determined to get the painting.
Because he was sure that no one would buy such a work.
The auctioneer held up the hammer and asked, "Mr. 438, bid one hundred and one interstellar coins! Now, is there a higher bid than one hundred and one interstellar coins?"
Below, apart from the guests whispering, no one came out to bid.
The auctioneer turned his head and glanced at Pei Yan secretly, wanting to know what he meant.
But the man still stood there leisurely. He didn't react at all when he heard the noise from the audience, but he had a vague sense of certainty.
It seems like everything is under control.
Seeing that Pei Yan didn't respond for a long time, the auctioneer had no choice but to strike the hammer: "Now, this painting, one hundred and one interstellar coins per bid!"
"One hundred and one interstellar coins twice!"
The young man who offered the auction price of 101 interstellar coins was now shaking his head, ready to receive his spoils.
He even thought of his speech when he went on stage and took away the ugly painting.
When the time comes.
He must, on behalf of the richest man Pei, humiliate this little brat who brought garbage to the stage to cause trouble.
Teach her what the depths of society mean!
In this way, he will definitely become the focus of the audience and gain the favor of the richest man in Kendenia.
Just as the third hammer was about to strike.
Suddenly——
"Two thousand interstellar coins!"
The situation changed. The auctioneer's eyes suddenly lit up, and his tone became even more excited: "Now, Ms. 601 has offered a high price of 2,000 interstellar coins, which is a twenty-fold increase on the original 101 interstellar coins!"
Fu Chuanxing lowered his head and looked at the time.
He guessed right.
Not a second more or less, exactly three minutes.
Fu Chuanxing crossed his legs leisurely, staring at the huge curtain of the stage with a deep gaze.
He seemed to be able to see through the thick curtain and see the person standing there. "Just wait and see! The show is about to begin."
The young man's expression turned very ugly in an instant.
He looked in disbelief at the lady who had just raised the sign to bid.
The woman in number 601 happened to be sitting two seats to his right. "Are you crazy?! How can such a rubbish painting be worth two thousand interstellar coins?! I wouldn't accept such a rubbish even if you paid me for it and begged me to accept it!"
Upon hearing this, Ms. 601 was not at all angry at the reckless words of Man 438.
She was originally arranged by someone and was just a stand-in here.
However, even if he was a stooge, Ms. 601 could not tolerate this ignorant and stupid man insulting her boss's daughter's painting in this way.
She seized on the loophole in the man's words and retorted, "Mr. 438, if you said you had no interest in this painting, then why did you raise your hand to bid just now?"
"I……"
Man No. 438 hesitated for a long time, unable to articulate his reasoning. He argued, "I'm happy with it. What's it to you? My desk is missing a leg. I'll auction this crappy painting and it'll be perfect as a desk corner!"
"Yeah, is it any of your business whether I take a picture of this painting or not?"
The man was speechless when he heard this.
Under the intense gazes of the people around him, his face instantly turned red, as if he had suffered great humiliation.
Impulsively, he held up the sign and shouted, "I'll give you three thousand interstellar coins!"
From the moment he began to humiliate the painting, he was already on the verge of collapse.
Now, the only thing he could do to save face was to buy the painting back to use as a table corner pad!
Ms. No. 601 did not look at all surprised when she saw Mr. No. 438 bidding. It seemed as if she had known that this man would do this.
She also raised her sign: "I'll give you 4,000 interstellar coins!"
"Ten thousand!"
"Thirty thousand."
…
After several rounds of bidding, Xiao Taozhi's painting finally stopped at 180,000 interstellar coins bid by Ms. No. 601.
Although these 30,000 yuan are not worth even a penny in the eyes of the rich people below.
However, no one would use wealth to buy something that is not worth it at all, regardless of the value of the commodity itself.
If you really buy it, wouldn’t that be a big complaint?
However, there were indeed some big complaints at the scene.
Man No. 438 gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give you 200,000 interstellar coins!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar.
After all, no one could believe that a mere stickman graffiti could be sold at such a high price!
Mr. 438 looked at Ms. 601 provocatively and said, "Keep bidding! Are you going to give up now?"
Seeing that Lady No. 601 remained silent, Man No. 438 grew even more smug, like a victorious rooster. "I'm telling you, I've got plenty of money! No matter how much you offer, I'm going to take this piece of junk graffiti that's used to pad the corner of the table!"
But men don’t know.
Ms. 601's silence was not due to her financial limitations.
Even if her financial resources are not enough, the financial resources of the man behind her are definitely enough!
But it was the voice in her headset that told her to stop.
Ms. No. 601 was puzzled. Pei Yan was obviously rich enough to rival a country. This mere 200,000 yuan was not even enough. Why didn't she continue to bid with this man?
Although she didn't understand, Ms. No. 601 still did as Pei Yan instructed and stopped bidding.
At this moment, Pei Yan, who was standing behind the curtain, had an unfathomable smile on his face.
Even though he had received a good etiquette education for so many years, Pei Yan stared at the self-righteous man below and couldn't help but curse: "Tsk, idiot."
He easily dug a hole for the man, and the man was eager to jump in.
As soon as Mr. 438 stood up and expressed his disdain for Xiao Taozhi's painting, he had someone thoroughly investigate the man's identity.
You won’t know unless you check.
The investigation revealed that this man was just an assistant to a wealthy businessman's secretary assistant and was not on the list of guests he invited today.
(End of this chapter)
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