“The eleventh lot is the original copy of Lanting Preface by the calligrapher Wang Xizhi!”
Under Jiangnan's expectant gaze, Xu Shiman on the small stage on the first floor scanned the entire audience, and finally fixed her gaze on the window of the private room where Jiangnan was, and her voice rang out throughout the audience: "The reserve price is 1 billion, and each increase in price must not be less than 100 million!"
"Lanting Preface?!"
"What did I hear?! The Lanting Preface by the calligrapher Wang Xizhi? When did this thing come to light? Are you sure it's the original?"
"Oh my god, didn't the initial news say it was the 'Ping An Tie'? How did it turn out to be the 'Lanting Xu'? This Ziyang Pavilion is really amazing, this thing actually appeared in the world!"
…
The moment Xu Shiman's voice fell, everyone on the first and second floors were shocked.
Good job!
This is "Lanting Preface"!
At this time, under the shocked gaze of everyone, a tall woman in cheongsam came onto the small stage carrying an exquisite calligraphy and painting frame. She walked around the front of the small stage with a smile on her face, and then returned to Xu Shiman and stood steadily.
"The eleventh lot, the original work of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi, Lanting Preface, has a reserve price of 1 billion yuan and is now officially up for auction!"
Xu Shiman's voice resounded throughout the venue.
"1.1 billion!"
"1.2 billion!"
"1.3 billion!"
…
In just a moment, the price skyrocketed and reached 1.5 billion at an extremely fast speed.
"Jiangnan, this is a good thing. Are you no longer interested?"
In the private room.
Zhao Wanqing couldn't help but ask.
Now the price has risen again, reaching 1.8 billion.
With such a fast speed, the transaction price definitely has the potential to be 3 billion!
"No rush, wait until they reach their limit."
Jiangnan was not in a hurry at all. He reached out and took the teacup on the table next to him. Then he gently used the tea lid to stir the tea leaves on the surface, took a sip slowly, and smiled.
"2.2 billion!"
"2.3 billion!"
"2.4 billion!"
…
While drinking tea in Jiangnan, the price soared again, reaching a staggering 3 billion!
“Three billion!”
Zhao Wanqing gasped. She knew that the authentic copy of "Lanting Preface" by the calligrapher Wang Xizhi was very valuable and had great collection value, but she never expected that so many people would be chasing after it!
The people who are now offering the price of 3 billion are all those in the private room on the second floor.
Moreover, there were no young people’s voices, only people from the fathers or grandfathers’ generation bidding.
Among them, Zhao Wanqing heard a bid of 2.8 billion, which was made by her father Zhao Benz.
"3 billion is far from the limit!"
The old man smiled faintly and said, "Conservatively speaking, the value of this "Lanting Preface" could reach 5 billion!"
"almost!"
If he goes any further, Jiangnan feels that no one will be willing to take action.
soon.
The bid came to 4 billion.
At this time, more than half of the people bidding in the private rooms on the second floor had disappeared.
"4.1 billion!"
Jiangnan finally took action.
"4.1 billion once!"
Three seconds had passed since Jiangnan made his bid before Xu Shiman called out her first bid.
"4.2 billion!"
An old voice sounded.
"4.3 billion!"
Jiangnan continued bidding at a leisurely pace.
"4.5 billion!"
The old voice directly added two hundred million.
"Five billion!"
Jiangnan didn't take the money seriously at all, as if the price he called out was only 50 yuan.
[Zhao Wanqing's favorability +5! ]
[Xu Shiman's favorability +5! ]
As his bid came out, two notification sounds of increased favorability rang in his mind, one from Zhao Wanqing and the other from Xu Shiman.
“Five billion!”
"Who is this young man on the second floor?!"
"In total, we have spent about 4 billion, right? And now they are quoting 5 billion. They are really treating money like it's not worth spending, right?!"
"Too exaggerated! The old man bidding seems to be the old man from the Wang family. Counting just now, this is the second time he has rejected the Wang family's face, right?"
…
Whether it was the private rooms on the first or second floor, there were whispers.
"Oh shit!"
now.
In the private room where Mr. Wang is.
Wang Cheng angrily slammed the table beside him, stood up angrily, came to the window, scanned the windows of the private rooms on the second floor, and said coldly: "Is this kid deliberately targeting my Wang family today?"
"5 billion at a time!"
"Five billion twice!"
"Five billion..."
…
Xu Shiman counted slowly, and when her third offer was about to come out, she raised the small wooden hammer in her hand and prepared to knock it down.
"5.1 billion!"
The old voice continued to sound.
However, this time it was not the old man of the Wang family, but an old man in another private room who made the offer.
"5.1 billion!"
Hearing this offer, the whole audience was shocked again.
"That old guy took action!"
Mr. Wang’s eyes narrowed.
"Whose?"
Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment.
“Ye family!”
Mr. Wang said in a deep voice.
…
"5.2 billion!"
On Jiangnan's side, he frowned slightly, but he was actually very happy in his heart.
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