"No middle finger... no end..."
Hearing Zhao Wanqing's answer, the old man opened his mouth wide, and then repeated a sentence and took a deep look at his eldest grandson who had been living away from home for more than 20 years. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "It seems that letting you inherit the Jiang family is a great favor to the Jiang family!"
He naturally didn't believe that it was endless consumption. After all, even if he had a trillion-dollar fortune, it was impossible for him to continue spending endlessly like this!
But even so, it can be seen that Jiangnan is confident enough!
Anyway, the Jiang family probably doesn’t have as much financial resources as Jiang Nan!
He was curious, but wasn't ready to ask anything.
All he needed to know was that this was Jiang Yinghua's eldest grandson.
Hearing what the old man said, Jiangnan was very calm.
With his current financial resources and other abilities, plus the gadgets on hand, for the Jiang family, it is actually just as the old man said, once he returns to the Jiang family, he is not here to gild himself.
Instead, it is to gild the Jiang family!
He alone is a wealthy family, and not just any wealthy family.
Let’s put it this way, once Mr. Jiang’s changes spread, and once everyone focuses their attention on Jiangnan, do you understand?
No one with great power or wealth would be willing to die.
No one will feel that they have lived enough, of course, there are definitely exceptions who are indifferent to life and death.
But...other than that, there are no exceptions!
To control your life span is to control life and death!
If you want to survive, you can only surrender to Jiangnan.
Therefore, Jiangnan may not be the king in the open in the future, but he is definitely a king in secret, a well-deserved uncrowned king!
"This guy... is so powerful!"
Zhao Wanqing widened her eyes and looked at Jiangnan in disbelief.
The main thing is that she has read Jiangnan’s information countless times. It is impossible for you to say that she doesn’t understand this man.
But after they really meet, you say that she understands this man, and she also feels that she understands this man.
"It's so weird! It's really... I can't help but be fascinated by him!"
[Zhao Wanqing's favorability +5! ]
Zhao Wanqing couldn't help but want to focus her eyes on Jiangnan, and at the same time she couldn't resist the attraction of this man.
"The twelfth lot is the authentic work of the painting saint Wu Daozi, 'The Heavenly King Delivering a Child'. The reserve price is 1 billion yuan, and each bid must not be less than 100 million yuan!"
At this time, on the small stage on the first floor, Xu Shiman's voice resounded throughout the venue.
At this moment, her voice was inaudible, as if she had been talking continuously for more than an hour, and she was very excited.
“The Heavenly King Delivering a Child is here!”
As Xu Shiman finished speaking, the whole audience became excited again.
"Is this kid still thinking about bidding?"
now.
In a private room.
Mr. Wang's eyes narrowed and he spoke in a low voice.
He couldn't help but doubt whether the unknown young man still had the strength to bid lower.
"The consumption is close to 10 billion, can't it be done?"
Wang Cheng frowned and said uncertainly.
“I think so.”
Old Master Wang always had a bad feeling, and he didn't know if it came from this unknown boy who just showed up.
"Finally, we have found the 'Heavenly King Delivering a Child'. This time, we can't let anyone snatch it away! Ten billion! There seems to be a hidden meaning in this picture. We must get it!"
Another private room.
The old man of the Ye family looked at a picture on the small stage on the first floor below with a fiery gaze, his face full of determination: "Even if it's over 10 billion, we have to get it! Money is just a bunch of numbers to me, but there is a rumor that this thing may be able to extend my life for a few more years!"
…
"The Heavenly King Delivering a Child, reserve price 1 billion, auction officially begins!"
Bang!
Xu Shiman slammed the gavel hard.
"1.5 billion!"
Just as Xu Shiman finished speaking, an old voice rang out.
"Old Ye, you have the nerve to say 1.5 billion! 2 billion!"
The voice of Mr. Wang was heard from the Wang family's private room.
"Oh, three billion!"
The old man of the Ye family smiled coldly and started bidding calmly.
"Three and a half billion!"
Mr. Wang did not lose out at all and continued bidding.
At this moment, basically speaking, except for Jiangnan, the starting price is so high that it has become a solo battle between the old man of the Wang family and the old man of the Ye family.
For Jiangnan, he is not in a hurry at all, and there is no need to be anxious.
You two old guys fight first, and then I’ll take over after you’re done.
"Five billion!"
While thinking, the biddings of the old man of the Ye family and the old man of the Wang family became higher.
"Why is this "Heavenly King Delivering a Child" so exaggerated?"
Zhao Wanqing still didn't understand. Looking at the painting of "The Heavenly King Delivering a Child" on the small stage on the first floor, a look of surprise appeared on her face.
This painting saint Wu Daozi, to be honest, this is the first time she has heard of such a name.
Therefore, she really felt strange as to how the value of this "Heavenly King Delivering a Child" could soar to the current 6 billion yuan.
Moreover, according to this trend, wouldn’t it reach 10 billion?
"This "Heavenly King Delivering a Child" is not ordinary."
The old man's eyes flickered. Although he seldom communicated with this group of old men who were younger than him, he still knew some things.
"Master, what?"
Zhao Wanqing immediately became interested.
"Do you know, Xiaonan?"
The old man set his sights on Jiangnan.
"I don't know the details, but... it seems that the value of this "Heavenly King Delivering a Child" is not because it is an authentic work of Wu Daozi, but because it is suspected to contain a method that can prolong a person's lifespan!"
Jiangnan's super five senses were briefly opened for a short while just now, so he naturally heard the old man of the Ye family muttering to himself.
"Huh?"
Hearing Jiangnan's words, the old man looked at him with some surprise. He was just asking casually, but who knew that this little guy actually knew something.
"This painting of the Heavenly King Delivering a Child seems to contain a method to prolong life?"
Hearing this, Zhao Wanqing couldn't help but gasp, with a look of shock on her face.
"It's not a suspicion, it's a 100% method to prolong your life!"
Mr. Jiang took a deep look at his great grandson and said in a deep voice, "Do you know who the previous owner of this painting, "The Heavenly King Delivering a Child," was?"
"who?"
Zhao Wanqing and Jiangnan both became interested.
"It's the old man who tells fortunes."
Mr. Jiang looked at Jiang Nan and said.
"The old fortune teller?"
Jiangnan was stunned for a moment.
Anyone who is called an old man by the old man is probably older than him.
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