The beginning of a city with a trillion

He now has hundreds of billions of RMB in black gold alone, even if he buys an airline company.

For Junlong Building, they are determined to win.

As long as it is something that can be bought with money, it is nothing.

Of course, in addition to participating in this auction, Yang Fei brought his parents and Linlin to Xiangjiang to play, which was also one of the purposes of this business.

So even though they missed the first flight, they were still a few days early.

After the baptism of Yang's father and Yang's mother living in Yunhe Manor during this period, and playing in Pengcheng, they are no longer surprised by the prosperity of Xiangjiang.

Linlin was also only interested in Hong Kong Disneyland, so she took two female bodyguards to play once.

Yang's father and Yang's mother were resting at the hotel, while Yang Fei, Zhao Yaxin, Linlin and two female bodyguards were shopping.

The day of the auction came quietly when everyone was having fun.

This small private auction will be held after the other Wenwan auctions are over.

So Yang Fei simply took his parents Linlin and Zhao Yaxin to participate in this wenwan auction.

He wanted to see if there were any literary games in it that he could photograph.

The first lot is a self-portrait of Raphael, one of the three masters of the Renaissance.

Yang Fei has never been interested in things belonging to foreigners, so he didn't participate in the auction either.

In the end, this painting was auctioned by a rich man in the Mainland at a price of 800 million yuan.

Fifty-eight million yuan, equivalent to more than 800 million yuan.

This price was somewhat beyond Yang Fei's expectation. Such a weird looking self-portrait can be sold at such a high price!

But existence is reasonable, the world is so big, and there are people who like to eat shit, so there is nothing strange about him.

The next lot is an ink painting by Qi Baishi.

Yang Fei is still very interested in the Huaxia people's own things.

Especially for ink painting, the quintessence of China, he had previously photographed Zhang Daqian's "Ten Thousand Miles of the Yangtze River".

As for this collection, because it is an ink painting by Qi Baishi, there are many domestic bidders, and foreigners are interested.

But the starting price is much lower than that of Raphael's self-portrait.

After a round of bidding, more than 1000 million yuan was called.

Yang Fei can't bear it anymore, why can the stupid abstract paintings abroad fetch such high prices, but our own Chinese paintings can't?

At any rate, our ink paintings are understandable and comfortable to look at!

We must let our Chinese painting surpass Raphael's painting!

He immediately raised his sign and shouted, "[-] million yuan!"

His yell made everyone present be silent.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Yang Fei, as if they were looking at a fool.

The auctioneer's eyes lit up when he heard the price.

Apparently the price exceeded his expectation, so he quoted Yang Fei's bid in Chinese and English respectively.

"[-] million yuan! This gentleman offered [-] million yuan, is there a higher one?"

Many people in the room bowed their heads and whispered in whispers. It would be a ghost if someone made an offer.

"This guy doesn't know how to use his brain, does he? What the hell is such a high price for an ink painting? It's not worth it at all!"

"That's right, this kid looks so young, he should be a rich second generation. If his father knows that this prodigal son spent [-] million yuan to buy such a painting, he will probably be pissed to death!"

"[-] million yuan! Even Cong Cong, the son of the richest man, would not easily spend so much money on an ink painting! What is this guy's background?"

"It's probably the young master of some hidden family in China. It seems that he has been suppressed by the family for too long, and now he is going out to squander."

"In my opinion, he just wants to act aggressive in front of the girls. Look at the two beauties beside him, they are so beautiful. If I can get one of them, this life will be worth it."

"If you have money and don't pretend to be aggressive, what's the difference between that and a salted fish? If I were rich, I'd probably be better at pretending than him!"

"The cost of pretending to be coercive is too high. It costs [-] million yuan to pretend to be coercive. I can't afford it!"

……

At this time, an old man sat in the back and heard everyone's discussion.

But he shook his head, obviously not agreeing with what they said.

He said to the girl beside him, "Do you also think that this ink painting is not worth [-] million yuan?"

The girl has a straight nose and sweet lips. She blinked her eyes and asked doubtfully, "Isn't it?"

The old man smiled and shook his head, "Of course not. Although Qi Baishi's ink painting is not valuable, what is valuable is its artistic value, and no one can define how much this artistic value is. It's not that everyone says how much he is, it is How much money, but in the eyes of those who appreciate it, it is as much as it is worth."

"The young man bought this painting for [-] million yuan, even if it was not worth the money, but now someone buys it for [-] million yuan, it is worth that much, even if it is put up for auction in the future, even if it is not worth it To such a high price, but [-] million yuan is its previous price, and in this regard, its value is definitely not much lower."

"And once this painting is sold at a price of [-] million yuan, the value of Qi Baishi's other paintings will inevitably rise accordingly, and even the collection value of traditional Chinese paintings will increase. This young man has made a huge contribution to the increase in the collection value of Huaxia ink paintings. Contribute."

The girl nodded half-understood, "So, did he make money by spending [-] million yuan to take pictures of this painting?"

The old man said with a smile: "I don't know if he made money or not, but he spent the money well. At least it will be of great help to the Chinese literary and entertainment circles."

Finally, with the hammer of the auctioneer, the ink painting belonged to Yang Fei.

In fact, when he photographed Qi Baishi's ink painting, he had no other ideas at all, and there was no question of collection value or artistic appreciation.

He was simply annoyed by these shepherd dogs, and he didn't want foreigners' paintings to be higher than those of Chinese people, that's all.

Chapter 162 Zhou Dynasty Cultural Relics! (fourth more)

The collections to be auctioned next are all foreign cultural relics, and Yang Fei is not interested.

However, the bidders at the scene shouted more fiercely than the other, as if they wanted to put the coffin on top.

"The last collection of this auction will be auctioned below!"

The auctioneer beckoned, and the staff came up with a brocade box and put it on the stage.

After the brocade box was put away, the auctioneer went on to introduce: "This collection is a bronze ware from the Zhou Dynasty in China. It is said that King Wu of Zhou once used this wine glass to drink. There is only one bronze ware with this shape in the world. "