Super-rich: Spending money is just a job!

"Oh my, you guys are really going too far. Is my face so worthless?"

The young man, nicknamed Xiao Yang, was casually dressed in dress pants, sneakers, and a dark polo shirt.

Although his clothes were casual in style, they didn't look sloppy on him, probably because the black water ghost on his wrist added to his charm.

The young man had a buzz cut and a handsome face; among a group of industry professionals in their forties and fifties, he was indeed considered young and good-looking.

The young man surnamed Yang looked at the information in his hand. None of the next few items were what he was looking for, and he happened to have some free time.

He spotted an empty spot behind Xiaomeng, crouched down, and ran over.

The auction hall has several hundred seats, but not every seat is full.

There were only a few people sitting in the front half of the hall, so the seating was rather sparse.

The reason the seats were so empty was because many people had already left.

The people inside the auction venue were mostly transient. However, everyone was quite considerate, trying their best not to disturb others' work when moving around.

Some people move between several auction venues to participate in auctions. After all, the items they entrust to auction may not all be of the same category.

Some people, after filming what they want, or after filming what they want but not getting it, lose interest in what's left and leave.

Therefore, the lobby wasn't completely full; there were still quite a few empty seats.

Xiao Yang sat down next to Xiao Meng and handed her a business card. "Hello, beautiful lady, I'm Yang Qi from Zhibaoge Cultural Relics Management Co., Ltd. May I ask if you're planning to buy all the exquisite small porcelain pieces at this auction?"

Xia and Xiaomeng turned around to look at him together.

Before Xiaomeng could say anything, Xia went on high alert. "Who are you? What do you want? Isn't this auction just about the highest bidder winning?"

Do we need to tell you what we want to buy?

Yang Qi glanced at Xiao Meng, who was full of curiosity, and Xia, who was full of vigilance, and handed the business card in his hand to Xia.

"Excuse me, miss, our cultural relics company is also entrusted to acquire some fine antique porcelain pieces."

We see that your goals overlap with ours.

And your offer is so amazing, it completely exceeded our expectations. (We couldn't compete with you!)

We'd like to ask, what are your targets?

If we knew which items they were, we wouldn't argue with you, to avoid wasting your time.

"Is what you're doing normal? Doesn't this harm the seller's interests?" Xia looked at his business card and knew he wasn't a bad person, just someone working in the antique and cultural relic sales industry, so she asked curiously.

"So, I was just asking casually, and I didn't force you or stop you from buying it, did I?"

"We're just doing normal market transactions, asking around to see if we can save some money and earn more commission." Xiao Yang's expression seemed quite sincere.

Xiaomeng didn't care. She had already bought the chicken-fat yellow Guanyin vase for 1.25 million yuan and had signed the sales confirmation letter that the waiter brought over.

"I only really like these three small items; the rest don't matter. You guys can go ahead and bid."

Seeing Xiaomeng's calm expression, as if spending a million or two was as easy as spending a hundred or two dollars, Xiao Yang was quite envious.

I couldn't help but ask, "Did you buy all of these because you liked them?"

“Yeah, why would I buy it if I didn’t like it?” Xiaomeng said matter-of-factly.

"Oh, your family must be very wealthy, impressive."

"Thank you so much, otherwise we'd still be guessing all this time." With that, Xiao Yang bent down and retreated.

……

"So, what did that beautiful lady say?"

"The beautiful woman said that she had already bought all the items she liked, and she wouldn't take pictures of the rest."

"Oh my, I hope she's telling the truth. The sellers behind her are going to be laughing all the way to the bank after she raises her sign."

"But the items she got were really good. The market has been booming these days."

"Young girls like pink and delicate things, why do you grown men do all that?"

"Hey, the big shot behind me also wants to get some cute pink antiques as gifts."

This style is really rare.

"Everyone knows it's rare, so why don't you pay more?"

"That's all the budget I have, what can I do?"

Who knew that a young, wealthy woman would show up at the event this time?

They have no sense of martial ethics; they just act on a whim without even checking the market price.

"Here it is! This Qianlong Hundred Sons Lantern Vase is a piece that one of our long-time clients specifically requested. Please don't go too far."

“You’re talking as if we’re the only ones competing with you. There are more than a dozen other groups here.”

Before long, the auction house professionals all knew that the young heiress wouldn't be bidding on the next antique.

Everyone seemed relieved, and they were much more composed when holding up their signs.