The scene that just happened on the first floor was also seen by the big guys in the box on the second floor.
At first, they didn't take Qiu Shui, who was previously mistakenly thought to be the Qin family's illegitimate son, seriously.
When they saw the Qin family's illegitimate son causing trouble for Qiu Shui, they were all waiting to see a good show.
But subsequent developments were somewhat unexpected.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Shui angered Qin Ze with just a few simple words.
Then, when Qin Ze spoke without thinking, Fang Jun heard it.
In the end, Qiu Shui was fine, but it was Qin Ze who offended Fang Jun.
Like Xia Canyang and others, many people were also wondering whether Fang Jun’s arrival was planned by Qiu Shui in advance.
It's just to kill someone with a borrowed knife.
Even Fang Jun himself, who was sitting in Box No. 1, had such doubts.
"Although Zhang Jiayun and Zhou Hao don't have much ability, they are quite smart. If they didn't get the permission from their old man, they wouldn't be able to stand next to Qiu Shui."
Fang Jun's pair of phoenix eyes revealed a hint of gloom, and he said to a bodyguard beside him: "Send someone to check where Qiu Shui came from."
"Yes." The bodyguard quietly left the box.
The auction had officially begun, but Fang Jun set up a chessboard on the table. It seemed as if he had no interest in what was happening at the auction.
Qiu Shui, Zhang Jiayun and others sat in the first row of seats in the hall and had a clear view of the auction items on the stage.
Qiu Shui couldn't help but sigh: "Sitting here, I can see much more clearly than sitting in the box."
That box, apart from being used for showing off and having a few extra fruit plates, might actually be worse than sitting in the hall.
3 million to sit there for an hour or two. Qiu Shui felt that probably only those big guys who were really not short of money would ask for a private room.
Anyway, if Qiu Shui was asked to pay for himself to sit there for an hour or two, he would definitely not be willing to do so.
Although the 3 million is a monthly fee. But this auction is only held a few times a year. This may not happen once a month, so the 3 million is really equivalent to the cost of going up there for one or two hours.
"Haha, that's right. We are closest to the auction items." Zhang Jiayun said with a smile. Then he tilted his head to take a serious look at Bai Ze, and saw that he was sitting in the hall without any displeasure, so he felt relieved.
The first item to be auctioned was a landscape painting.
According to the auctioneer, this is a painting by a famous painter from the Ming Dynasty.
The artistic conception of the painting is very good.
Qiu Shui was originally going to take a Chinese painting class recently, but unfortunately he injured his hand and had to put the class on hold.
This painting is from the Ming Dynasty and is the work of a famous painter.
"The starting price is 8 million, and each increase is no less than 100,000."
Auctions like this always have a minimum bid increase standard. There will definitely not be the kind of plot in novels and TV shows where the protagonist is allowed to slap someone in the face and humiliate them for nothing in exchange for an extra dollar.
When Qiu Shui heard that the starting price of this painting was 8 million, although he was mentally prepared, he was still very surprised.
The first auction item starts at 8 million. Aren’t the ones that come after that more expensive?
8 million is enough to buy a nice three-bedroom apartment near the Fourth Ring Road.
But think about it again, this is an antique, the longer it is kept, the more valuable it will be.
Houses nowadays are not like those in previous years. It is considered good if they can maintain their value.
The most important thing is that if you are in urgent need of money, you can sell ancient paintings like this at any time.
But it is not so easy to sell a house. Moreover, the value of a house will decrease as it is kept for a long time.
This painting worth 8 million sounds very expensive, but those who can come to this auction are either rich or noble.
Landscape paintings like this one by famous Ming Dynasty artists are still very popular.
Soon, many people held up signs.
"8.3 million."
"8.5 million."
"9 million"
…
Soon, the painting exceeded 10 million.
When it exceeded 10 million, fewer people made a bid.
The painting was finally sold for 11.3 million.
Seeing Qiu Shui was concentrating, Zhang Jiayun couldn't help but lean over to Qiu Shui's ear and whispered, "Mr. Qiu, is there anything you like? I'll take a picture of it and give it to you later."
Qiu Shui glanced at Zhang Jiayun and didn't expect that this boy would be so generous.
"No, I can do it myself."
If it were any other time, Qiu Shui would of course have accepted it with a smile.
However, Qiu Shui decided to pay for the items being auctioned tonight himself. Because he came to this auction just for the rebate. After all, the items at the auction are all paid for in one lump sum.
If Zhang Jiayun had to pay the bill, he would be at a huge loss.
He now has 720 million Chinese yuan in his hands. It must be spent tonight.
Soon, the second item was delivered, which was a snuff bottle from the Ming Dynasty.
From the outside, the snuff bottle is small but very gorgeous.
Qiu Shui has no interest in this thing.
He began to flip through the auction booklet in his hand.
Qiu Shui remembered that there were several cabinets on the first floor for storing antiques, and the design was very stylish and elegant.
So, he decided to buy some antiques to take back and let them go. Make the cabinet less empty.
If you put it in a cabinet, it would be best to put flower pots, porcelain or something like that.
Things like calligraphy and paintings need to be hung up somewhere and preserved properly, which is troublesome.
There were quite a few things in the booklet. Qiu Shui took a quick look at it and then calculated his savings.
Soon, I decided what to shoot.
The fifth lot is up.
It was a picture of cranes celebrating birthday, and it had a very good meaning. It was painted by a famous painter of the Qing Dynasty and inscribed by a famous poet.
In terms of collection value, this painting is actually more valuable than the Ming Dynasty landscape painting that was auctioned in the first round.
The starting price is 10 million.
An old man sitting in the second row was the first to hold up a sign.
Then, suddenly a big number 9 lit up on the big screen on the stage, indicating that someone had made a bid for box number 9.
The bid was 13 million.
The person sitting in the hall who was about to bid hesitated and did not bid again when he saw that someone had bid in the second-row box.
The private rooms on the second floor represent status, and generally only bid for the rooms on the second floor. People on the first floor will give face to those in the boxes on the second floor.
Zhou Hao, who was sitting on Qiu Shui's right, frowned and said, "I didn't expect that Qin Ze actually came here for this painting."
Zhang Jiayun, who was sitting on Qiu Shui's left, said, "What's so strange about this? Next week is Mr. Qin's birthday. This painting is just right for Qin Ze to give to Mr. Qin."
Qiu Shui was not interested in the painting. He raised his head and glanced in the direction of box number nine.
The middle of the second floor of the auction house is hollow, with 20 boxes arranged in a circle. Therefore, people sitting in the lobby on the first floor can see the red doors of 20 private rooms just by looking up.
"Box number nine, is that Qin Ze?" Qiu Shui asked.
Zhang Jiayun said unhappily, "Yes. Although the boxes need to be reserved, they are limited to boxes 11 to 20. Boxes 1 to 3 are for the Fang family. Boxes 4 to 10 are for other families. Box 9 has always been reserved by the Qin family. If it weren't for the Qin family, Qin Ze, an illegitimate child, would never have been able to sit in that box."
Zhang Jiayun was not jealous, nor did he look down on Qin Ze's identity as an illegitimate child. I just look down on Qin Ze's arrogant character.
He hasn't even become the heir to the Qin family, but he's already so arrogant. If I become the heir of the Qin family, I will be very lucky!
It’s just a pity for the previous heir of the Qin family. Although that heir was not outstanding in ability, he was still better than Qin Ze.
Very good, it was confirmed that Box No. 9 was Qin Ze. When Qiu Shui heard that the painting of cranes celebrating birthday was the one that Qin Ze wanted to give to Old Master Qin, he smiled.
"13 million, once, 13 million twice..."
The auctioneer on the stage was about to strike the hammer when Qiu Shui raised the sign in his hand.
"15 million."
Everyone looked at Qiu Shui at the same time.
"Mr. Qiu..." Zhang Jiayun was also surprised. He didn't expect Qiu Shui to actually make an offer.
And the moment Qiu Shui made his bid, Qiu Shui's face appeared on the big screen.
Seeing himself on the big screen, Qiu Shui smiled generously.
However, this smile, in the eyes of Qin Ze in Box No. 9, was a provocation.
"That son of a bitch, he actually dared to bid?" Qin Ze had already won after he made the bid. He felt that since he had made the bid, no one would dare to bid again.
Next week is Grandpa's birthday. Qin Ze's father gave Qin Ze 20 million yuan so that he could take the photo of the picture of cranes celebrating his grandfather's birthday.
As for the remaining money from the auction, of course it will go into your own pocket. So the Qin family made an offer directly.
And he also thought that after he made the offer, no one would refuse to give it to him.
After all, he is the heir of the Qin family. Unfortunately, Chen Yaojin showed up halfway through.
Qiu Shui actually made a bid.
Qin Ze shouted angrily to Lu Qiang: "Bid, 16 million."
Lu Qiang immediately pressed a price of 16 million on the tablet on the desktop.
The offer for Box No. 9 immediately appeared on the big screen on the first floor.
Qiu Shui calmly raised the sign in his hand again, "18 million."
This addition directly added 2 million.
Zhang Jiayun, Zhou Hao and the other three looked at each other.
Is Mr. Qiu trying to provoke Qin Ze?
"Damn it, just wait for me. Once you leave this place, I will not only break his hands, but also his legs."
Qin Ze in the box roared again: "Give me another 500,000."
The auctioneer said loudly: "Box nine bids 18.5 million."
Seeing that only 500,000 was added this time, Qiu Shui knew in his heart that this price was about to touch Qin Ze's bottom line.
So, Qiu Shui raised the sign again, "19.5 million."
"Bang……"
Qin Ze slammed his fist on the table and stared at Qiu Shao's face on the big screen with gritted teeth. I wish I could drink his blood and eat his flesh.
"Mr. Qin, should we add more?" Lu Qiang asked cautiously, fearing that Qin Ze would transfer his anger to him.
"Add." Qin Ze gritted his teeth and said, "20 million."
His father gave him a total of 20 million, no more.
Lu Qiang immediately entered a price of 20 million.
Qiu Shui saw the price and shook the sign in his hand.
However, Zhou Hao, who was standing by, saw this and held his hand, saying softly, "Mr. Qiu, that painting is worth at most 18 million. 20 million is already beyond the value of the painting."
Of course, Zhou Hao also didn't want Qiu Shui to offend Qin Ze too much. After all, who knows if Qin Ze will get carried away and do something irreversible.
Qiu Shui glanced meaningfully at Box No. 9, and after listening to Zhou Hao's words, he stopped raising the sign.
Qin Ze then successfully bought the painting for 20 million yuan.
But Qin Ze was not happy at all, instead he was furious.
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