Chapter 290 Bidding
However, it's not hard to understand that the auction organizers sent the tickets to the Wang family, who then delivered them to Bai Xue and Wang Zhanyan respectively.
"Mom, you're here too!" Wang Zhanyan greeted with a smile. Even when out in public, basic formalities still had to be maintained.
Otherwise, wearing inappropriate clothing would affect the stock price of the Wang family business.
Bai Xue adopted the demeanor of an elder and said, "Yes, bring Shanshan over to have a look. Zhanyan, you need to discipline your daughter properly. A girl should be more ladylike and polite."
Just as Wang Jia Hui was about to explode, her mother stopped her. She whispered, "Sit still."
Then she turned to Bai Xue and said, "I understand, Mom."
Bai Xue, maintaining the demeanor of a noblewoman, nodded slightly.
Wang Jiahui was so angry she almost ground her teeth to powder. She muttered to herself, "What's there to be proud of? She's just a girl from the north coming to Hong Kong to make money."
However, they only dared to complain silently and didn't dare to say it out loud.
The auctioneer took the stage, and the first item up for auction was a piece of calligraphy. Lin Shanshan wasn't interested in it, and since it wasn't an antique, she didn't raise her paddle.
Next came the guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument), and paintings by contemporary artists, but Lin Shanshan and Bai Xue didn't raise their placards.
Wang Zhanbo did take a picture, and Wang Jiahui, seeing that Bai Xue and the others hadn't made a move, felt even more contemptuous: "Hmph, mainlanders are really stingy."
The auctioneer on stage paused for a moment and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the next item to be auctioned is a national treasure, the bronze rabbit head."
Upon hearing the words "rabbit head," Lin Shanshan sat up straight.
While the craftsmanship of the twelve zodiac animals may not qualify them as national treasures, their historical value certainly justifies that title.
The auctioneer continued, "The rabbit head, starting bid HK$2 million."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Jiahui eagerly raised her sign: "3 million."
Lin Shanshan remained unmoved. She knew that many people wanted to vie for this artifact, not just individuals, but also museums from many countries.
Sure enough, someone immediately raised the price: "5 million."
"Six million," Wang Jiahui continued bidding, looking determined to win.
"6.5 million." A foreigner held up a sign.
"6.8 million," Wang Jiahui continued, but only added 300,000.
"7 million." It was that same foreigner.
“7.1 million,” Wang Jiahui continued.
The person next to the foreigner whispered something, and the foreigner stopped raising the price.
The auctioneer waited a few seconds, and when no one raised the bid, he said, "7.1 million per bid."
Lin Shanshan knew she could raise her paddle now, so she immediately added 900,000: "8 million."
Wang Jiahui stared at Lin Shanshan in shock, biting her lip in anger, and continued to add: "8.1 million."
"8.5 million," Lin Shanshan said casually.
Wang Jiahui glanced at Wang Zhanyan, and seeing that she didn't intend to stop her, she raised her paddle again: "8.6 million."
Wang Zhanyan seemed to feel that the 8.6 million yuan birthday gift for her daughter was well over budget, but she didn't want to lose to Bai Xue.
In Wang Zhanyan's eyes, Lin Shanshan represented Bai Xue, and she thought that the one who paid in the end was her stepmother.
“8.8 million.” Lin Shanshan chuckled.
“8.9 million.” Wang Jiahui was sweating profusely.
"9 million." Lin Shanshan didn't give her a chance to catch her breath.
Wang Zhanyan took Wang Jiahui's hand and said, "Jiahui, let it go."
"Mom, I want it, and I think if we bid again, she won't raise the price."
"Moreover, I've already told my friends that I'm sure I can get this rabbit head."
Wang Jiahui was almost in tears. If she couldn't get the photos taken, how could she have her birthday party? How could she face her friends?
After thinking for a moment, Wang Zhanyan realized that most of Wang Jiahui's friends' parents were prominent figures. If her daughter lost face, wouldn't that mean Wang Zhanyan would lose face too?
She gritted her teeth, raised the sign in Wang Jia Hui's hand, and said, "10 million."
She refused to believe that the woman would raise the price again after it reached 10 million!
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