Become the world's richest man from picking up tatters

"Haha, I'm really sorry, sir, today's auction has already started. If you want to sell your painting, you need to appraise it first. If it reaches the auction standard, you need to wait until the next auction."

Before Bai Menghan's translation, the woman opposite had already answered Fang Chenyi in very fluent Chinese.

Hearing the fluent Chinese of the other party, Fang Chenyi was not surprised at all. After all, the person in charge of the Huaxia special, how could he not understand Huaxia?

But after listening to what the other party said, Fang Chenyi smiled and shook his head, and then asked with a playful look:

"Oh? So, there is no way to shoot now? Then can I understand that even if the original Picasso I took out is not allowed?"

"Oh, Maika, I hope you are not true. If you really have an authentic piece of Mr. Picasso in your hand, we can arrange for you to shoot immediately if you want! But you must ensure that what you provide is true. "

Obviously, the other party didn't really believe that there would be Picasso's authenticity in front of him and in the hands of this Chinese man. After all, that thing was too scarce.

However, after I finished speaking, the other party just smiled and shook his head, then reached out and opened the portable handbag, reached in, and when he took it out, he had already produced a simple book.

Under Aivel's surprised gaze, Fang Chenyi directly placed the notebook on the coffee table in front of him, and then gestured to the other party.

Seeing this, Alville frowned and picked up the book gently, but when he turned the first page, his eyes suddenly stopped, and then he was surprised.

As the person in charge of the auction, although he is not a professional appraiser, he is still very keen on the object. Only at first glance, Alveer felt that this thing is definitely not simple.

As I looked carefully, the feeling became stronger and stronger. I gently put the thing back on the coffee table, then raised my head and spoke respectfully to Fang Chenyi:

"Sir, you are so precious, can I ask our appraiser to come and take a look?"

Fang Chenyi shrugged: "It's free, but please hurry up, I have to take pictures of what I like."

"Okay, you can rest assured, we will use the fastest time to appraise you."

After speaking, he took out his cell phone and made a call. After ten seconds, a few hurried figures rushed into the reception room.

After the first two old foreign men with gray hair rushed in, they panted and spoke a lot of French that Fang Chenyi could not understand to Alville.

Then I saw Alville pointing to the picture album on the coffee table, and then the eyes of the old men began to light up, and they rushed to the coffee table one step at a time. Looking at the picture album on it, the old faces all smiled.

However, since he was not in a hurry to get the picture album, he looked at Fang Chenyi who was sitting in front of him with questioning eyes. It was not until Fang Chenyi nodded his head that he took out the white gloves from his pocket and put them on, and began to react against the picture album in front of him.

Since studying for a long time and still looking at the content of the first page, this made Fang Chenyi speechless for a while. This progress, when the evaluation of these people is completed, the auction over there is probably also finished.

Withdrawing his gaze from the few people, he immediately looked at Di Modid with a boring look on the side, and said:

"Old Di, you are here to watch their appraisal. I will auction something on the spot. When the appraisal is over here, you call my eldest brother. Remember, don't let this thing leave your sight. The value of this thing, Can’t find much more than the painting you want."

Di Modid, who didn't care about it, was shocked when he heard that this thing was about the same value as the Mona Lisa he wanted. In addition, he did not expect Fang Chenyi to give such a valuable thing to himself to stare at.

Nodded without hesitation, Di Modid spoke to Fang Chenyi with a serious face and promised to complete the task.

After Fang Chenyi greeted Alville, he took Bo Menghan and walked directly towards the auction site.

"188.1 million euros!! Okay, Mr. No. 26 is asking for 188.1 million euros. Is there any increase? Okay, 188.1 million euros first Second time! Eighteen thousand and one hundred million euros second time!"

"I'll pay 188.5 million euros! That Chinese gentleman, I will order this painting today!"

When Fang Chenyi returned to his position, the auction of the bronze beast head was still going on at the scene, but it was clear that it was already over now.

This can be seen from the downcast faces of most people present.

And after the foreigner shouted out 188.5 million euros, the scene fell silent again, and the auctioneer on the stage was also sweating.

In my heart, he dragged the words to curse one hundred and eighty times. Is this guy short-sighted or something?Didn't you see that the other party has reached the limit?At this time, you just borrow the donkey from the slope and just give up.Unexpectedly, this guy would continue to increase prices!

If this is smashed into your hands, even if all the things behind are shot beyond expectations, then this item is not as profitable!

Sure enough, just as the auctioneer thought, after the price came out, the Huaxia guy who had been with him until now sighed a long time, and immediately threw the number plate in front of him.Obviously, the other party gave up.

Seeing this, the procrastinator who raised the price was also a little bit awkward. Originally, I wanted to stop after raising the price, but I didn't expect the other party to give up directly. This makes me good. In this way, I can originally The benefits of getting nearly a million were wiped out all at once.

Although the auctioneer on the stage didn't want to accept this reality in his heart, the auction had to continue. No matter how confused he was, the bottom was still quiet, and finally gritted his teeth secretly.

Still speaking:

"Okay, this Mr. Seven is offering 188.5 million euros! So, everyone sitting here, are you planning to watch this precious treasure fall into the hands of others? Well, one hundred million. 88.5 million euros for the first time! 188.5 million euros for the second time! 188.5 million euros for the third..."

"Two billion euros."

However, at the moment when the auction mallet was about to fall, the sign in Bo Menghan's hand was held high, and then the sweet voice faintly resounded throughout the auction hall.

[To be continued....