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Chapter 319 Suffering a Great Loss

Four hundred million!

Upon hearing this number, Li Laigeng was fortunate to have a strong mental fortitude. If it were anyone else, whose mental fortitude was even slightly weaker, their screams would probably have echoed throughout the entire building.

"It's not forty million, not four million, not forty thousand, it's four hundred million, right?" The first thing Li Laigeng did was to make sure he hadn't misheard.

“Yes, that’s right, it’s four hundred million.” Chen Wei nodded in confirmation without hesitation.

“This…” Upon hearing this, Li Laigeng frowned deeply, revealing a troubled expression.

"Don't worry, just quote a price. If it doesn't sell, I won't say anything." Chen Wei saw through Li Laigeng's thoughts and reassured him.

"Okay, I'll take care of it right away." Since Chen Wei had already put it this way, and there were no more worries, Li Laigeng didn't need to hesitate any longer.

After everyone had left the private room, Chen Wei finally spoke up and asked, "Sis, why aren't you surprised at all?"

"Surprised? Surprised about what?" Su Qingyue asked, puzzled.

"Selling a painting for 400 million? Don't you think that's an exaggeration?" Chen Wei retorted.

"It is quite exaggerated, but I've seen even more exaggerated things, so I'm used to it," Su Qingyue nodded.

"Something even more outrageous? What is it?" Chen Wei pressed.

Su Qingyue didn't say much. After a few actions, she gestured for Chen Wei to look at his phone.

What's all this about, so mysteriously?
Chen Wei didn't ask any more questions. He picked up his phone and opened the link Su Qingyue had sent him.

I only found out after checking that my stay at the Genting Villa had been exposed.

As a result, the value of Genting villas has skyrocketed, soaring like a rocket.

If Chen Wei makes a move now, he can earn at least two billion.

"These people are really crazy," Chen Wei muttered as he closed the webpage.

"Not only that, everything related to you on the market is going up in price now. For example, the internet cafe you went to costs tens of yuan an hour, and it's still packed with tourists. The milk tea shop you went to charges several times more than other milk tea shops, and it's still in short supply," Su Qingyue recounted.

"I'm guilty."

"Next up for auction is another painting. The artist is quite extraordinary. He just finished it at this auction house, so you could say it's his debut work."

Hearing the host's voice coming from downstairs, Chen Wei laughed and said, "Looks like it's my turn."

"They dare to auction off their debut work in a place like this?"

"No matter how talented an artist is, how good can their debut work be?"

"Moreover, who can guarantee that the artist will achieve something in the future?"

Before Su Qingyue could answer, she was abruptly interrupted by a chorus of sarcastic and mocking voices.

Clearly, no one had high hopes for the artist who had presented his debut work.

"Please enjoy!" The host, true to his professionalism, showed no stage fright even in this situation and continued the introduction.

When the curtain was lifted, the entire hall fell silent instantly, so quiet it was almost eerie.

"Is this painting really her first work?"

"You must be lying, right? This must be the work of some master!"

"A debut work? What a joke. To reach this level, one would need at least decades of experience and have painted tens of thousands of paintings."

Now, it was the auction house's turn to be questioned.

The sound, loud enough to lift the ceiling, completely drowned out the host's voice.

"Wait! If I'm not mistaken, the author's name is Chen Wei, right?"

"Chen Wei? Could it be that Chen Wei?!"

"If this is his debut work, then buying this painting and keeping it at home will definitely increase its value!"

"How much? Tell me how much!"...

"Please don't panic, everyone. I'll make an announcement shortly." The host took out a handkerchief and wiped away his cold sweat. It was the first time he had ever seen such a scene; it was truly astonishing.

"Our auction house has set a starting price of 400 million, huh?" Even the host was startled by his own words.

He looked doubtful. Was it written wrong?

Looking at Li Laigeng, who had just handed her the word card, and seeing him nod, the host immediately realized that she hadn't misread it.

It is indeed four hundred million.

"Four hundred and one million!"

"Four hundred and ten million!"

"Four hundred and twenty million!"

……

What surprised the host even more was that no one was surprised at all, and quite a few important figures even started to raise their paddles to bid.

"Are these people crazy?" Liu Wenshan couldn't understand what was happening.

He admitted that Chen Wei's painting was indeed very good, but four hundred million was still a bit too exaggerated.

Were those people in the audience just shouting for fun?

"Four hundred and fifty million!" Just as Liu Wenshan was thinking about it, a familiar voice came to his ears.

He was an elite entrepreneur at the next table. Judging from his expression of interest, he seemed determined to get his hands on the painting.

"They're insane, absolutely insane! Do these people even know what four hundred million means? Yet they dare to shout such nonsense."

Liu Wenshan was clever; even though he couldn't understand this behavior, he just muttered to himself to avoid angering those who participated in the auction.

"Xiao Cong, do you think that painting is worth that much money?" Liu Wenshan looked up at his companion.

He wanted to know if he was the only one who was blind.

"In terms of the value of the painting itself, I think tens of millions would be enough to reach the top. However, if you add the person's fame, I think even a billion might not be enough to reach the top."

"Fame? What kind of fame?" Liu Wenshan asked, puzzled.

After Xiao Cong performed some actions, she handed the phone to Liu Wenshan. The screen contained a lot of information about Chen Wei.

Looking at that huge pile of honors, Liu Wenshan finally understood where he was lacking.

This reputation is truly terrifying!
No wonder it looked familiar.

"I think you should have refused just now. You should have taken the painting first and then resold it, keeping the extra money as pure profit," Xiao Cong said, sharing her thoughts.

"..." Liu Wenshan didn't know how to respond to this question.

Does he not regret it?
Liu Wenshan was filled with regret!
The opportunity to make money was right in front of me, yet I let it slip away and let someone else have it.

The idea of ​​giving someone a way out is just wishful thinking on my part.

The more Liu Wenshan thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

"1.3 billion once, 1.3 billion twice, 1.3 billion... three times!"

boom!
As the gavel fell, the host looked towards the VIP seats on the second floor and announced, "Congratulations to President Qing for winning this painting."

Especially when he heard the transaction figure of 1.3 billion, Liu Wenshan even wished he could immediately invest in a time-rewinding system, go back to the past, and make a new choice.

However, this is something that can only be thought about in one's mind.

This is a huge loss...

(End of this chapter)