But this did not scare the big guys from all walks of life. Someone immediately went out to 6,200, 6,500, 68 million...
, with a gradient of 500,000 behind, pressing harder step by step.
When the price reached 72 million, there were not many people chasing it.
Rao is from Su Tang. She is still nervous at this time. She doesn't know that Chen Chuan has a consumer rebate. She only knows that this painting has been raised to 75 million by her, and the only bidder in the front row still refuses to give in.
"Do you still add it?" Su Tang asked again.
Chen Chuan put his hand on Su Tang's thigh and said, "Plus, remember, unless you feel I pinch your leg hard, you keep going."
"Then I am too nervous and didn't feel you pinch me?" Su Tang asked weakly.
"It's okay, I'm strong enough to make you feel it." Chen Chuan patted her leg, "Plus, add it to death, she dare to follow it later, you can add it to 90 million, let her follow."
"it is good."
But fortunately, the front row seemed to hesitate slowly. After 20 minutes of fierce bidding, the price stopped at 76.5 million.
""Xitang? Farewell Picture" 76.5 million once, 76.5 million twice, 76.5 million three times, congratulations to No.87." The auctioneer dropped the hammer.
Su Tang sighed with relief: "Fortunately, I won it. If you count the commission, you will have to pay 88 million in the end."
The auction will last until 5 pm.
In the end, Chen Chuan spent 128 million yuan and got two paintings, one is Leng Biqiu Shui by Cui Ruzeng in the Qing Dynasty, and the other is the Xitang painting by Wen Zhengming, the four great talents in Jiangnan in the Ming Dynasty.
"You spend 128 million yuan and get a triple rebate of 384 million yuan, which has been transferred to your bank card."
Feeling the rebate information, Chen Chuan looked at the balance of the card: 536 million.
...
Outside the coffee shop in the evening, Chen Chuan and Su Tang said goodbye, watching her get in the car and leave in her white Mercedes C-Class.
Chen Chuan entered the store, ordered a drink, and sat in the sunset, feeling the peace and happiness of 500 million yuan.
The two calligraphy and paintings have been asked Su Tang to personally send them to the safe in the Guanshanyue villa.
The safe is proposed by the design company. It seems that such single-family villas have safes in their homes. Chen Chuan followed the designer's suggestion and bought one, which was embedded in the wall. If I remember correctly, the safe was made for 150,000 yuan. It was made by Wu Zijin and was indestructible.
He was sitting at the door of the store. He heard the wind bell at the door. He took a look at the coffee and saw that the door was pushed open and two people walked in.
These are two young men, a man and a woman. The male's visual measurement is 180 cm, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and the body is vigorous, while the female's visual measurement is almost 170 cm, long hair shawl, long legs and slender waist.
Chen Chuan recognized her but her face. Isn't this his classmate Yao Qian?
The two stood in front of the counter and ordered two drinks. While waiting, they whispered, and then took a drink and sat down.
It should be a matter of angle. Chen Chuan saw that Yao Qian didn't notice him, so he didn't say hello either.
Chen Chuan finished his coffee, got up and walked out of the cafe.
The next Monday, Chen Chuan went to class as usual.
As the university classroom seats are not fixed, Chen Chuan and monitor He Jinglan sat together.
Upon coming, Chen Chuan went to Dunhuang to play for a week off, and he needed to greet the monitor when he came back. Secondly, He Jinglan was also curious, and asked what was fun in Dunhuang. As a southern woman, she has a natural yearning for the scenery of the Northwest Desert.
Chen Chuan told her about the magnificent sights such as the Gobi Desert, the Longmen Inn, the long yellow sand, and the sunset over the long river.
In Chen Chuan's narration, He Jinglan looked yearning, as if she realized the cozy style of driving on the horizon.
He Jinglan asked curiously, and finally asked about the section of self-driving to Xi'an.
Since the two tables in the class are put together, Chen Chuan's left is He Jinglan, and the right is his friend Zhou Mu in the same dormitory.
Zhou Mu is also looking forward to listening to Chen Chuan's experience of traveling by car.
Speaking of "Xi'an", Zhou Mu couldn't help asking: "Sauvignon Blanc, recalling Chang'an, let me talk about the historic sites and beautiful scenery in Xi'an."
He Jinglan also said: "Xi Yi's old ancestor is invisible, and the east wind blows his dream to Chang'an. The poetry fairy Li Taibai of the Tang Dynasty wrote about the city of Chang'an, and he has long yearned for it."
Chen Chuan was pressed closely by the two. He is not good at lying, so he said it all over again, inevitably mentioning Murong Nanzhi.
Zhou Mu didn't seem to think there was any problem, and commented: "It turns out that I met a beautiful woman. The Murong family comes from Xianbei. Jin Yong's Murong Fu, Dou Zhuanxingyi. If I remember correctly, it should be Xianbei originated in Xilamu On the Lun River, the Kingdom of Yan was established during the Western Jin Dynasty."
Compared with Zhou Mu's endless talk, He Jinglan also listened with a smile on her face, but she didn't speak any more.
"One night passed, the next day, we went to the largest local shopping mall, and then went to see the Tang Dynasty Ci'en Temple Ruins Park and the ancient city wall..." Chen Chuan continued.
Zhou Mu blinked and interrupted: "Why did the night pass? Where did you go to play in the evening? After eating together at the 51-story tourist restaurant, and drinking a bottle of red wine?"
Chen Chuan also blinked, staring at Zhou Mu and said, "Why are you so curious. Then I watched the night scene together..."
After the eyes, he noticed that He Jinglan on the left had not been speaking. Although there was a smile in her eyes, her interest was not as high as she had just listened to Da Mo Lonely Smoke.
Zhou Mu suddenly thought of something. He covered his mouth, looked up and down Chen Chuan, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it? You, are you saying goodbye?"
Cui Jiaming, who was sitting in the same dormitory in the front row, also turned around and asked curiously: "What are you three whispering and talking, Chen Chuan farewell?"
Chen Chuan couldn't tell a lie, so he nodded in response to the question of the two roommates.
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Zhou Mu took out his mobile phone, clicked on the live broadcast platform, and said to himself: "What is the live broadcast ID, Mu Youran? I will let you say goodbye if I see what kind of evildoer..."
"Let me see, I see." Cui Jiaming stretched his neck and leaned over.
The two looked at the photos from the fish bar on the live broadcast platform and looked at them together, looking at each other.
A white, tender, shy and lovely girl with double ponytails on the screen of the phone is like a beauty in the painting, both agile and lively, but also **** and cute, especially the 36E figure, which is eye-catching.
The two roommates took a breath, and it took a long time before each said: "Congratulations."
He Jinglan also glanced at the picture of the female anchor named "Mu Youran" on the phone, and then smiled: "Congratulations."
At this time, Teacher Zhang Mengjun from the Ancient Literature Class came in to the class, and several talents stopped discussing and started the class.
Teacher Zhang likes small talk. Before the formal lecture, she chatted with her classmates. She said that she went to Dunhuang to see the flying murals last week, and said: "Actually, it was quite a coincidence. At that time, I met our classmates on the plane. A classmate."
"Who?"
"Classmate? Real or false?"
"Wow, who is so lucky to travel with the beautiful teacher?"
classmates twittering.
Zhang Mengjun said: "Chen Chuan, you have been playing there for a long time, and you are back a week later than the teacher."
Chen Chuan said: "Well, the beauty of the desert is really lingering. I can't help staying for a few more days. But the teacher can rest assured that I haven't finished the course. I don't believe you to test me."
"I believe in you, Chen's knowledge in ancient Chinese, calligraphy alone, the teacher is not ashamed. But for the sake of a small punishment for your leave this week, I will punish you to write a poem about Dunhuang Yangguan on the blackboard ." Zhang Mengjun said.