Godly Rich System: So what if a real heiress has a few hundred million?

Shen Zhile wiped away Mo Xuyou's sweat.

so close.

I almost couldn't spend this money.

Shen Zhile also experienced the care of a wealthy elder. When they were together, the elder didn't want her to pay anything and took care of everything in one fell swoop, which left her dumbfounded.

The auction was about to begin. The auctioneer was a gentle woman in a cheongsam. Although there were a few wrinkles between her eyebrows, her temperament added to her elegance.

Good evening, Shanghai.

"Good evening, everyone. Welcome to the charity auction organized by the Lin and Gu families in Shanghai for the 20th and 21st centuries."

"The foundation aims to address some of the world's most pressing humanitarian needs, and it supports humanitarian environmental education or public health-related initiatives around the world."

"All proceeds from tonight's auction will be donated to the Dream Foundation jointly established by the Lin and Gu families."

"I am Li Linliang, and my auctioneer number is [number]. It is a great honor for me to serve as the auctioneer for this auction. The items in this auction will not be auctioned in order of price. Without further ado, let's start with the first item."

"Chagall's Sylvie, the pink-clad woman, starting bid 100,000. Has anyone bid 105,000?"

(PS: Yes, that's what it looks like)

The woman spoke with a strong and clear voice, smiling as she looked at the entire room, presenting herself with her most proud side. Immediately afterward, someone began to bid.

Shen Zhile frowned as she looked at the items up for auction.

Forgive her for not being able to appreciate things; she really couldn't see the value in this item, and she abruptly stopped herself from raising the price.

"We've got 105,000, now it's 110,000, Madam Li has offered 120,000, and someone here has offered 130,000."

“We have 14 or 15. Now Mrs. Li offered 17, and it’s Mrs. Zhang’s turn. Mrs. Zhang’s price is 18.”

"20 went back to Mr. Yang, now it's 20, and 22 went back to Mr. Huang."

"Mrs. Zhang received 32. Should we add more to 32? Or 35? Mr. Chen offered 50. Should we add more?"

Mrs. Li's 51, Mr. Huang's 52, are returned to Mrs. Li's 55.

"Should we raise it to 60? Don't give up. Should we raise Mrs. Li's offer of 55? Are there any higher bids?"

Li Linliang smiled and looked around, holding a hammer in his right hand and gesturing and recording with his left.

"Lost chance selling."

The next second, the decision was final: "Five hundred and fifty thousand! Congratulations!"

(PS: The above is a scene similar to a real-life auction, but my description is not comprehensive. I'm just showing you all; I'll be back on the novel channel later.)

Shen Zhile sat below the stage, watching the auctioneer direct and manipulate emotions, and the price increase was not intentional.

It's probably because they understand each person, know their personality, and manipulate their emotions within their acceptable range to make them automatically raise the price.

That's part of its charm.

Lin's mother looked at the people on the stage with satisfaction, and then looked at Shen Zhile, "This is Li Linliang, a very excellent auctioneer. He is a very famous auctioneer internationally and has won the white glove award many times. It was definitely worth inviting him here."

At least from the prices offered by the others, it was clear that Li Linliang's first performance was a great success.

Shen Zhile nodded and pointed out her information on the tablet: a Hong Kong auctioneer who had participated in many large-scale auctions, with the highest price reaching 29 billion, marking a significant milestone in her auction career.

The three items in a row were all bought by other participants.

Shen Zhile focused her attention on the fifth item up for auction.

Li Linliang, elegant and composed, introduced the fifth auction item with a smile, and images of the item appeared on the large screen.

“We are now bidding on a Southern Song Dynasty Longquan celadon sunflower-shaped plate. The starting price is 900,000. 1 million is my written commission, and Mrs. Huang has offered 1.2 million on site.”

Shen Zhile looked at the auction item with a newfound interest.

Pick up the sign and raise the price.

After noticing Shen Zhile's price, Li Linliang paused for a moment before quickly realizing what was going on. "The lady in the front row bid 150 million."

But clearly, Shen Zhile wasn't the only one who wanted this, and the price was quickly raised to 200 million.

"With an in-game bid of 200 million, has anyone raised it to 220 million? Mr. Qu has bid 220 million. Has anyone bid 240 million?"

Li Linliang stood on the stage, observing the overall situation. She couldn't ignore any person's bid, and she also had to make sure that the prices didn't clash. This was a challenge for her, requiring her to process a large amount of information.

Lin Fang looked at it and said in a low voice, "You like this?"

Shen Zhile smiled and nodded, "It looks pretty good."

Gu Cheng sat casually in the back, so that his mother would have to consider her public image and wouldn't turn around and beat him up.

"This isn't as fun as racing. Sis, can I borrow your Veneno from last time?"

Thinking about the supercar from last time, Gu Cheng felt a strong urge to get one too.

But before Shen Zhile could reply, the next second he was met with his mother's piercing gaze.

"What racing? You brat, don't corrupt Zhile. You idiot who doesn't understand art."

When Gu's mother confronted her son, she showed absolutely no mercy.

Shen Zhile smiled, and after noticing that the bidding was slow, he raised his paddle.

Li Linliang's voice rose several decibels, "The lady in the front row bid 430 million! Any higher bids? The gentleman in the back row bid 470 million!"

Shen Zhile looked behind her and met Song Chengzhai's gaze.

There was also a Shen Ruanruan sitting next to her.

After noticing the gaze, Shen Ruanruan defiantly took Song Chengzhai's arm.

Shen Zhile chuckled and looked away. So, you want to compete with her in terms of wealth?

[Beep... Mission being assigned...]

[Win this auction item and show those two our wealth! Mission reward: Skill [Antique Expertise], which allows the host to distinguish genuine antiques from fakes based on their knowledge.]

[Reward skills do not result in the loss of attribute points or skills.]

Shen Zhile sat up straight. Sure enough!

The mission may be late, but it has arrived.

Shen Zhile decisively raised the price.

Upon seeing the color of the sign, Li Linliang paused for a moment, but the next second he smiled most gently, "The lady in the front row has bid 570 million. Would the gentleman in the back row like to raise the bid?"

No one else started bidding, as the price had exceeded their expectations.

All eyes were on Song Chengzhai in the back row and Shen Zhile in the front row.

Song Chengzhai's face turned ugly; he hadn't expected Shen Zhile to add a million in one go.

Shen Ruanruan tightened her grip on Song Chengzhai's hand, a fleeting hint of jealousy crossing her face, but she still maintained a gentle, innocent demeanor. "Brother Chengzhai, let's just give this to our little sister."

Shen Zhile, who was sitting in the front row, didn't hear it, but a woman sitting close to the two of them couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Young lady, auctions are all about the highest bidder wins. There's no such thing as giving way or not. If you don't have the money to bid, don't pretend you don't have it."

The woman had never heard such a lame joke before.

You can still hear "let" at the auction?

It's just that we don't have money, why make it sound so nice?

Shen Ruanruan's smile froze, and people around her began to whisper among themselves.

Song Chengzhai, who was sitting to the side, quietly pulled his hand away, but still raised his hand to bid.