Almighty in the city

In the end, the two direct members of the Fujita chaebol bowed every second, "Ari Alto! I'm so grateful!", because this bronze badge engraved with flying birds is indeed the family crest of the neon people. Seeing that Tan Zongming didn't intend to make a move, everyone on the scene stopped bidding and asked them to successfully photograph this ancient flying bird emblem at a price of 50 million yuan.

"Thank you all of China, let us finally get back the relics of our ancestors!" The two neon people of the Fujita chaebol looked extremely excited. On the way to the auction stage, they bowed like an electric motor. He almost didn't flash his waist.

Tan Zongming smiled after seeing his gains and losses: "If they go back, they find that the 50 million bought back turned out to be a fake——"

"Then Chen Qineng waits to be dismembered by the Yamaguchi team." Bai Yifan smiled, "He is doing his own death. He is the owner of an auction house who started as a tomb thief, and he dares to set off the Fujita chaebol. How to write dead words."

Tan Zongming also burst into laughter: "It seems that I don't need to do it myself."

"Just wait for the show." Bai Yifan nodded.

Next, Pak Fook auction house put up seven or eight antiquities, but they are some of the more common collections, they are all from the Qing Dynasty, and their value is not high.

Bai Yifan didn't even have any interest in shooting these antiquities. He just yawned as he watched.

It wasn't until a bronze mirror engraved with thorns and flowers rose from the auction table's table that he "hey" and his eyes lit up.

"What?" Tan Zongming asked quickly.

"This is the original emblem of the Morgan family. How could it be engraved on a bronze mirror of the Ming Dynasty?" Bai Yifan looked at the text information identified by the [Identification Card (Elementary)], and a touch of surprise appeared on his face. Color come.

The next moment, his eyes naturally fell on the tall young man of the Morgan family.

"Ten million!" This handsome young foreigner, as soon as he spoke, he raised the original starting price of 1.5 million yuan to eight figures in one go.

There was a whisper in the hall.

"Eleven million!" Someone tentatively reported a bid.

"Twenty million!" The young man from the Morgan family did not raise his eyelids, and directly added another nine million.

"Twenty-two million!" This time, another local tyrant from Shanghai bid.

"Fifty million!" The tall young man of the Morgan family made another bid casually, and more than doubled the price in one breath.

At this moment, everyone realized that there was an article in it.

"Sixty million!" A boss who had just talked to Tan Zongming bid.

"One hundred million." The tall young man had a calm tone.

An air-conditioned sound suddenly sounded all around.

It turned out to be directly added to nine digits!Just for a bronze mirror from the Ming Dynasty?

For a while, everyone turned their gazes towards Tan Zongming and Bai Yifan. They wanted to know whether this bronze mirror was like the stone turtle, and there was something hidden behind it.

"Two hundred million!" Tan Zongming finally shot at Bai Yifan's hint.

The tall young man's gaze turned towards this side, and he paused briefly on Tan Zongming, and then fell on Bai Yifan, his brows frowned slightly, and his voice rang a little: "Five hundred million!"

"Six hundred million!" Tan Zongming took a deep breath and continued to quote.

"Billions." The tall young man glanced at Tan Zongming disdainfully, "I am bound to win this ancient mirror."

"One billion!" Tan Zongming had just brought in a lot of helpers, and the cash available in his hand had risen to two billion, so he didn't hesitate to add another 100 million.

"Two billion." The tall young man's voice was indifferent. "There is an old saying in China that tells gentlemen not to take advantage of others. The price of two billion yuan to buy a bronze mirror from the Ming Dynasty is already a sky-high price. I hope you will receive it when you see it."

There was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone looked at each other. Someone had thought of something from the thorn flower pattern on his collar badge, and there was a lot of discussion.

However, at this moment, Bai Yifan's voice sounded with a hint of smile: "Three billion."