The rubbed area suddenly looked brand new, and the degree of polishing showed that it was a modern work.
"Is this really fake? This time, Mr. Cheng has made a mistake."
"It wasn't just him who made a mistake; the entire Desheng International organization made a mistake."
"You're kidding me! Twelve million for a fake?"
"Don't talk nonsense. There are no fake antiques. It's just a mistake."
The crowd of onlookers burst into discussion.
"Where is the person in charge of your company? Come out and give me an explanation immediately, damn it." Zhou Zhengguo was furious.
The old man surnamed Chang was also dumbfounded. This incident happened in front of so many guests, which had a huge impact on their company.
But it’s too late to say anything now, I have to find a way to do public relations quickly.
"What explanation do you want? You blame others for your own poor judgment?" Zhang Ziang laughed heartily. "Zhou Zhengguo, just consider this a lesson learned. Just be more careful next time."
"Did you know this was fake?" Zhou Zhengguo glared at Zhang Ziang.
"Yes, my brother told me not to buy this." Zhang Ziang was even more proud.
"Then why are you bidding against me?" Zhou Zhengguo roared.
"How else can I let you spend more money? Don't be so stingy. More than 10 million is nothing to your company." Zhang Ziang laughed.
Zhou Zhengguo was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he could do nothing about Zhang Ziang.
The auction continued, but the enthusiasm for the auction was obviously not as high as before.
After several items were auctioned off, Xiao Chen found the right opportunity and asked Zhang Ziang to bid for a Buddha statue.
Because no one bid, the collection was bought at almost the starting price.
Finally, as Xiao Chen expected, an ancient jade from the Ming Dynasty, the White Jade Boy Collection, was auctioned.
"The Baibai jade blessing boy has a starting price of 50,000 yuan." The host introduced: "This boy is from the Ming Dynasty and symbolizes blessing. It is a top-quality gift from high-ranking officials in the Ming Dynasty."
"This boy is incomplete, with only half a body and one arm. Who wants him?" Zhang Ziang said, "It seems that the auction of Desheng Group has come to an end."
"The transaction volume is not high, just over 100 million yuan. In the past, Desheng Auctions would not be able to get less than 300 to 500 million yuan." Wu Zicong said.
Xiao Chen stared at the boy intently, confirming that it was consistent with what he saw in the news in his previous life.
The host called for bidding three times in a row, but no one bid.
She was also a little helpless. After all, the previous Buddha statue was a rip-off, and it seemed that this auction was about to end here.
Just as he was about to exchange his collection, a voice came out: "Fifty thousand, I want it."
There was a moment of silence at the scene, and then everyone looked sideways at Xiao Chen.
"Hey, this guy wants to buy this collection. Is there any meaning behind it?"
"What could it be? This Tibetan piece is in tatters, otherwise the starting bid wouldn't be 50,000."
"You bought it for fun, right?"
"Heh, high school student, you don't feel bad about spending your family's money on things."
"You want it?" The host looked at Xiao Chen in surprise.
"Yes, I want it." Xiao Chen nodded.
"Anyone else bidding? 50,000 once, twice, three times, done."
As the hammer fell heavily, the collection became Xiao Chen's.
"Zhang Ziang, don't you have good taste, little brother?" Zhou Zhengguo sneered, "You're even buying a defective piece?"
"But then again, he's a high school student, so he can only afford this incomplete item."
"Shut up." Zhang Ziang was in no mood to pay attention to Zhou Zhengguo.
He believed that since Xiao Chen had bought this item, he must have his reasons: "Xiao Chen, I know you won't do business at a loss."
"Of course not." Xiao Chen said with a smile.
"Stop keeping us in suspense and tell us where this incomplete statue of a boy came from."
Xiao Chen smiled slightly and tapped the boy's statue lightly on the table.
With a snap, the boy's statue was completely torn apart.
"Hey, give me fifty thousand dollars." Zhou Zhengguo sneered.
But then he couldn't laugh anymore, because after the palm-sized boy statue cracked open, Xiao Chen took out two walnuts from it.
It is carved from white jade, with bright color and natural appearance, resembling a monkey's brain.
"Tomorrow marks the New Year's Eve. A pair of mutton-fat jade walnuts." Xiao Chen picked up two walnuts. "Price starts at eight million. Live auction."
The scene became silent again, and after a moment, shocked voices erupted.
"This, this is actually a mutton-fat jade walnut?"
"Tomorrow's Qi year, could it be... something belonging to Emperor Xizong of the Ming Dynasty?"
"Oh my god, if it is, it would be a lucrative business."
"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, sell this thing to me. I like walnuts." Wu Zicong grabbed Xiao Chen with his eyes shining.
"Don't worry, Angkor. Since we're at the auction, why not have someone appraise it?" Xiao Chen smiled slightly and looked at the expert group appraising the cultural relics. "Are any of you interested?"
"Come on, since you found a bargain at our auction, let us appraise it for free." An expert showed interest.
The walnuts were sent to the appraisal team.
Several experts discussed it and came to the conclusion: "These two walnuts are carved from mutton-fat jade."
"The appraisal shows that it is from the Ming Dynasty's Qi Dynasty."
"It's also pure, with a mineral content of 99 percent and plenty of water."
"Given the imperial seals on them, it's easy to see that these two walnuts belonged to Ming Xizong Zhu Youxiao."
The Carpenter Emperor Zhu Youjiao was recorded in history as being fond of carpentry, especially carving walnuts.
These two walnuts were carved by a famous craftsman at the request of a frontier minister and presented to Zhu Youxiao.
"Teachers, how much are these walnuts worth?" Xiao Chen asked.
"The eight million or so you mentioned is about right. If it's auctioned, it can fetch at least ten million," an expert replied.
Ten million, many people at the scene
"Brother, I want ten million." Wu Zicong was really afraid that this thing would fall into the hands of others.
"Okay, Brother Wu, I'll sell this thing to you." Xiao Chen smiled.
"Thank you, brother. Give me your account number and I'll ask the finance department to transfer the money to you." Wu Zicong breathed a sigh of relief.
I gave him the account number and the money came quickly.
Xiao Chen made another million in the stock market from his previous five million, and with this ten million, he now has seventeen million.
It’s still a long way from the goal. I need to work harder.
After the auction, Wu Zicong was very satisfied holding the items he had bought.
"Brother, thank you so much today. It's been a long time since I spent money so happily." Wu Zicong smiled and said, "Come to my place for tea later."
"Okay, Brother Wu, take my advice to heart and make sure to go to the hospital." Xiao Chen reminded.
"Don't worry, brother. I will definitely go." Wu Zicong nodded seriously.
Although they had only dealt with each other for one night, he no longer regarded Xiao Chen as an ordinary high school student.
We really need to take his reminders to heart.
It was not too late, so Zhang Ziang sent Xiao Chen home. "Sure, Xiao Chen, it's not easy to find a big bargain in the antique world."
"You made 10 million in one go. To be honest, I'm a little envious."
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