Ancestral local tyrant system

"What a big breath!" The owner of the next room snorted and then closed his mouth. Fang Jueyu did not break the rules of the auction. The auction was originally the rule of the higher bidder. As long as no one bid higher than him, even He photographed everything without any problems.

The owner of Room 02 is a very burly middle-aged man. He has a capable short hair. The cigar on his fingertips is almost burnt out. The black expression shows his current anger.

"Who is in room 01?" the middle-aged man said coldly.

"Sir, that room has been prepared for the Lednick family for a long time." The man standing behind the middle-aged man said solemnly.

"Lednick family?" There was a trace of fear on the middle-aged man's face, and even a faint trace of fear could be seen.

This middle-aged man is called Atom. He is a person who only lives in the dark, but he is a stronger person than many countries and regimes, because he is the emperor of the dark world in Europe, and he controls the whole of Europe. The power of being known.

Atom’s power is almost ubiquitous. There are people in European business and political circles. His power is almost not much different from the Rothschild family, but the family he never dared to touch is The Ledernick family.

How powerful is that family?There is a saying in the upstream society of Europe that as long as they nod their heads, the heads of most European countries will be replaced immediately!

This sentence is not an exaggeration at all, because if a politician wants to secure his position in Europe, he must have a lot of financial support, and the Lednick family is that supporter, and even the meta capitals of many countries have They have become puppets in their hands, and their power can only be described by covering the sky with one hand.

"Is the Ledernick family here today?" A little solemn appeared on Atom's face. If the family members really came, I'm afraid he would really not want to take anything from here today. Shouldn't they have no interest in this kind of auction?"

"Sir, according to my information, the Ledernick family did not show up today. The owner of Room 01 should not be from the Ledernick family."

"Huh?" Attom is even stranger. The Rothschild family is a very disciplined family. It is impossible for them to casually let some people with no background sit in the Lednick family room. "You go to investigate, if it is really from the Lednick family, bring me a gift to apologize, if not...huh..."

"Okay sir, I see!"

...

"Cut, there will be some people who are looking for trouble every day. It's really disappointing!" Fang Jueyu sat back on the sofa cursingly, but the next batch of auction items will be more advanced goods, and the price will definitely rise. Now Fang Jueyu will spend it. Only two to thirty million euros were dropped, which is far from reaching his small goal.

"Sorry, there have just been some small episodes. I think you have been waiting for the next auction item for a long time." Scarlett clapped her hands, and an extremely delicate framed painting was pushed up. The auction table.

"The work "The Marriage of the Virgin" by Raphael, a famous Italian painter and one of the Three Renaissance Masters!"

"Wow!" The audience suddenly exploded with flowers.

Raphael’s name is not unfamiliar to anyone. Each of his works can be sold at shocking prices. Most of his paintings are collected in various museums, while private collections are very few. As long as his paintings appear, they will definitely be auctioned at an extremely shocking price.

After introducing this work, Scarlett increased her voice: "This work has a starting price of 40 million euros, and each increase in price must not be less than 500,000 euros!"

"41 million!"

"43 million!"

"44 million!"

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Many collectors come for this work. Such a painting will always only have the possibility of appreciation. As long as it is within their own capabilities, many people may want to buy it.

"I am afraid that the final sale price of this painting will be over 100 million euros!" Wang Cong said.

"Do you still know this kind of artwork?"

“My dad and I saw Raphael’s painting at an auction. The final sale price that time was US$180 million. Although the size of this one is a bit smaller, the price is far from limited. This level!"

Wang Cong was really right. The price soon exceeded 80 million euros, but the rate of increase still remained unchanged. Not only that, every collector was almost beaten.

"Where do I think this painting seems to have been seen?"

"Nonsense, this kind of stuff must have been in your previous art textbooks. What's so strange about you?" Wang Cong said.

"No, I remember as if I had seen a real thing!" Fang Jueyu patted his head, "By the way! There seems to be a similar piece of work in my toilet!"

Fang Jueyu suddenly remembered that there are a lot of art works in his family, but Fang Jueyu has no artistic talents and art cells, and can't remember it at all, but there is one painting that is very interesting. He just looks at it every time he is in the toilet. That painting, as if baptized by the power of the Renaissance, will be exceptionally smooth when doing something.

He once jokingly sent Guo Xinyu a picture of the painting when he was squatting at home, and Guo Xinyu called him sick.

"Look, it's this one!" Fang Jueyu took out his mobile phone, and it was the almost identical "Marriage of the Virgin", and that picture was really impartially hung on the opposite side of the toilet.

"Essence oil!" Wang Cong took a closer look. At least in his eyes, the two paintings are really exactly the same. "What is going on? Is your one a fake or the one here is a fake? ?"

"Master, the Rothschild family has a very professional inspection team, and it won't be a fake that can be taken to the auction house!" Zhuang Ying said.

"Then is my house fake?"

"That's even more impossible. In fact, both paintings are real!"

"What do you mean?"

"Hahaha, although both are "The Marriage of the Virgin", the authors of the two paintings are not the same person. One is by Raphael and the other is by your ancestor Fang Miao!"

"Please make it clear, I didn't understand it!"

"Mr. Fang Miao doesn't like doing business very much, but he likes traveling and painting very much. This work was painted by him in 1504. At that time, Raphael was one of his most proud students. The one currently being auctioned is Raphael. Mr. Er imitated Mr. Fang Miao's painting!"

"His ancestors had a painter?" Wang Cong was immediately messed up. If there is no problem with his ears, did Zhuang Ying just say, Raphael or Fang Jueyu's ancestor student named Fang Miao?

"Cut, it's so strange!" Fang Jueyu said, "Don't talk about painters, even pianists and violinists are better than a few in my family. What's so strange about this?"

"90 million euros!" Fang Jueyu directly made up a whole on the original basis.

"Why did he start again?"

"It's over, this painting will fall into that person's hands again..."

"Gosh, how rich is he?"

"Don't you still have one in your house?" Wang Cong was anxious, "Why buy it?"

"There is only one painting, but there are several toilets in my house!" Fang Jueyu said, "Don't you know that there is a mysterious power in this painting, which is diuretic and laxative. I plan to hang another one in other toilets!"