Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

"95, Mr. No. 72 bid 95. Will anyone else follow suit? Let's wait and see!"

The host's voice sounded at the right time, instantly attracting everyone's attention to Zhou Xiaoyu.

Everyone stared at him, waiting for his next decision.

Zhou Xiaoyu was also hesitant at this time. After all, it was obviously not a good deal to buy such an antique at a high price of 95.

Moreover, his original intention was not to really buy this thing, but just to raise the price and make Zhao Wenhao the one who was cheated.

So he turned and looked at Zhao Wenhao.

Zhao Wenhao had a determined look on his face, his eyes full of provocation, and he stared straight at Zhou Xiaoyu.

Not only that, he also deliberately raised his chin as if he looked down on everyone.

This was clearly a demonstration to Zhou Xiaoyu, as if to say, "Come on if you're brave enough, I have plenty of money."

"95 million for the first time!"

As the host finished speaking, the scene fell into a brief silence.

Zhao Wenhao's heart skipped a beat as he thought to himself, "Could this bastard really be quitting? If that's the case, I'll be the one being taken advantage of."

The host raised the gavel and the voice rang out again: "95 for the second time!"

"cut……"

Zhao Wenhao tilted his head and looked at Zhou Xiaoyu, making deliberate sounds as if he looked down on him.

"100 million!"

Finally, Zhou Xiaoyu seemed to be enraged and raised his number plate again. Then he glared at Zhao Wenhao with sharp eyes.

"Mr. 85 has made another bid of 100 million. Is there anyone else who would follow suit?"

The host started to get excited and looked at Zhao Wenhao at the same time, as if to say, "Quick, add more, add more quickly!"

"call……"

Zhao Wenhao finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that Zhou Xiaoyu, that bastard, would not bid again.

If that happens, I will definitely be the one being taken advantage of.

As for the host's eyes, let him go on and have fun.

You want to trick me and think that my money comes from the wind.

You can buy such Qing Dynasty official kiln antiques for less than 100,000 yuan in the mainland, so why should you spend nearly ten times more to buy it?

"100 million, first time!"

"100 million, the second time!"

Seeing that Zhao Wenhao had no intention of continuing to bid, the host could only start counting down.

On the other side, Zhou Xiaoyu had a gloomy expression.

From Zhao Wenhao's expression and words just now, he originally judged that Zhao Wenhao would continue to compete with him, so in order to make Zhao Wenhao bleed more, he deliberately raised the price to 100 million Hong Kong dollars.

However, now he found that he seemed to have guessed Zhao Wenhao's thoughts wrong.

Could it be that this guy saw through his intentions and deliberately didn't bid?

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaoyu couldn't help feeling annoyed.

But at this time, he could no longer change anything and could only watch the host counting over there.

In his opinion, as long as Zhao Wenhao made another bid, even if it was only an increase of 1, he would withdraw and no longer compete.

After all, he just wanted to cause trouble for Zhao Wenhao and didn't want to pay too high a price for it.

However, what he didn't expect was that Zhao Wenhao had no intention of raising the price at all, but instead seemed relieved.

At this moment, Zhou Xiaoyu instantly realized that he had been fooled and the other party was deliberately raising the price.

If he doesn't understand this at this moment, then he is a complete fool.

So, at this moment, the anger in his chest was burning again, and he wanted to rush up immediately and beat Zhao Wenhao's disgusting face into a pig's head.

At this moment, the host's voice rang out: "One million, third time, deal."

With the sound of a crisp hammer, the auction finally came to an end.

The host announced with a smile on his face: "Congratulations to Mr. No. 85 for successfully bidding for this collection!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaoyu rolled his eyes at the host and cursed inwardly, "Fuck you! Who wants your congratulations?"

Now he is full of righteousness in his heart, and the host's words sound like a mockery to him.

"Does Mr. Zhao have any grudge against Mr. Zhou from Longxing Group?" Zhang Peng came over and asked in a low voice.

Zhao Wenhao nodded: "There is a little contradiction. It is like a mad dog. It bites anyone it catches!"

Zhang Peng seemed to agree with what Zhao Wenhao said.

He nodded and continued, "This person's reputation is indeed very bad. He is arrogant, reckless, and uneducated. However, the Longxing Group is indeed very powerful. Mr. Zhao should be careful. Zhou Changyan is not someone you can easily mess with."

Zhao Wenhao really doesn't know much about Zhou Changyan.

Therefore, he asked quietly: "Does this person have a story?"

Zhang Peng looked around and saw that no one else was paying attention. Then he quietly explained to Zhao Wenhao, "In the 1960s, Zhou Changyan started to get involved in society. By the early 1970s, he was already a prominent figure in a certain gang.

Later, it was gradually whitewashed and the Longxing Group was established in the early 1980s.

Even so, in the early days of the group, we relied on our brothers to help us conquer the world. We did a lot of things, such as forced demolitions and forced confiscation of houses.

"Oh..., that's how it is." Zhao Wenhao suddenly realized.

But he wasn't too surprised.

In fact, many wealthy people in Hong Kong had such experiences in the early days, and Zhou Changyan was not the only one.

Now he has been cleaned up and transformed into the chairman of the group. He started pretending to do charity and other things, but in fact, he probably did a lot of robbery and prostitution behind the scenes.

"Thank you for your reminder. I will pay attention to it." Zhao Wenhao smiled and nodded at Zhang Peng.

Zhang Peng was about to say something when he heard the host start introducing other items. So he stopped talking and looked at the stage.

"The second lot is a famous painting by Mr. Zhang Daqian called 'Begonia'."

The host summoned the hostess to bring up the painting and began to display it live. At the same time, the masterpiece appeared on the screen.

Unfortunately, Zhao Wenhao was not very interested in these things and did not take them seriously.

However, he felt it necessary to take another pat to conceal his ultimate goal.

"Okay, the auction will begin now. The starting price is 40 Hong Kong dollars, and each increment must be no less than 1 Hong Kong dollars."

After introducing the painting, the host prepared to call for a price.

"50!" Zhao Wenhao and other hosts raised their number plates as soon as they finished speaking.

"Om..."

There was a sudden noise in the venue.

Obviously, no one expected that Zhao Wenhao would directly increase the price by 10, which surprised everyone.

"Mr. 72 offered 50. Is there a higher bid?"

The host also looked at Zhao Wenhao in surprise, but soon came to his senses.

However, Zhao Wenhao looked at Zhou Xiaoyu with a hint of irony, as if to say, come on, snatch it from me again!

Zhou Xiaoyu was not angry enough, but he still had a bit of rationality.

He had just been fooled once, and of course he didn't want to make the same mistake again.

So he turned his head and looked at his toes.