chapter 8 private auction

After eating this meal for nearly an hour, Philip Lu had a glimpse of the life of the rich, but he felt unusually calm inside. This kind of lavish life was not what he pursued. He could only successfully enter a university of his choice. This is the current question to consider.

"Brother, there will be a small antique auction upstairs later. I heard there are some interesting old objects. Let's go up and have a look."Young Master Tang felt that the meal was particularly delicious, so he invited Philip Lu to attend. Order after-dinner entertainment.

This time, the purpose of Young Master Tang calling Master Wu together was not only to identify the ' Eternal Elephant', but also to ask him to help him find items from this auction.

"Okay, let's go and join in the fun." Before Philip Lu could respond, Fatty Liu on the side had already responded. This so-called small auction is a private transaction, and the items being auctioned are also private. The authenticity of collections depends entirely on the experience of antique appraisal. Even if you accidentally hit something, you can only blame your own lack of eyesight. Usually rich people like to find excitement, and this kind of auction caters to this mentality.

To be honest, Philip Lu didn't sleep all night. Now he just wanted to find a big bed to catch up on his sleep. He was not interested in antique auctions. However, Fatty Liu had already agreed, so he could only nod in agreement. It wouldn't be a big deal later. Find a chair and play chess with Duke Zhou.

Bryan Tang was in high spirits. He took out a gold card and asked the waiter to pay the bill at the door. He led the three of them to the top floor in the elevator. Philip Lu beside him looked a little exhausted because he was too sleepy.

Four tall guards in camouflage uniforms stood at the entrance of the stairs. Each one wore a headset and exuded a fierce aura. When they saw Bryan Tang leading the people up, they did not show much enthusiasm. He nodded slightly.

Bryan Tang smiled slightly and led the three of them directly into a room in the corridor. After entering, they discovered that it was a spacious hall with an area of ​​at least two hundred square meters. The decoration was simple and solemn, and there were five rows of mahogany chairs with coffee tables placed horizontally. , a marble table covered with red velvet in the center of the hall is particularly eye-catching.

At first glance, Philip Lu felt a familiar feeling in his heart. Isn't this just like the previous school conference room? Of course, the auditorium definitely cannot afford mahogany tables and chairs.

There were already about twenty people sitting in the hall, mostly middle-aged people, and there were also a few gray-haired old men. They were all well-dressed, and it was obvious at a glance that they were successful people with a lot of money and power. The youngest one was actually Young Master Tang. Three people.

When everyone saw Young Master Tang bringing people in, they only glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally. However, when the old men saw Master Wu, they nodded in agreement.

The auction hadn't started yet, so the four of them found a seat at the back of the row and sat down. Two beautiful and generous cheongsam waiters standing aside brought out a few cups of fragrant tea at the right time. Before they could chat a few words, they saw the door open. , six security guards in camouflage uniforms filed in carrying three large wooden boxes. The last one walking was a middle-aged man wearing a navy blue gown. His appearance was somewhat similar to Master Wu.

"This is Martin Xiao , the boss of Guyunzhai, a Fame Brother in Jiangcheng City 's antiques industry. Asking him to host an auction costs at least 100,000 yuan..." Young Master Tang deliberately sat next to Philip Lu and introduced the man's name in a low voice. head.

Philip Lu yawned and nodded, looking uninterested. Fortunately, the tea here was quite refreshing, otherwise he might have dozed off as soon as he sat down. He doesn't think that this kind of game played by rich people has anything to do with him. To put it bluntly, it's just a piece of soy sauce.

Martin Xiao walked to the mahogany stage with a smile and stood there. He bowed his hands to everyone present and said loudly: "Thank you for the honor. Without further ado, I will use a saying from the Taoist saying. You can see the real seal under your hands. Look at the guy."

After speaking, he bent down and opened a wooden box, took out a blue-white porcelain bottle from the inside, stood up and placed it on the table. This bottle is about fifteen centimeters high, with a narrow bottom and a wide body. It gradually shrinks towards the neck of the bottle. It looks similar to The pure vase held by the Buddhist Guanyin is somewhat similar.

"Everyone, Mr. Xiao is using this Song Dynasty green and white glazed pure vase to attract others. This object was bought by Mr. Caiden Tang Zhenggang from Quyang, Hebei Province in 2009. Today I am bold enough to use it as a prelude."

After saying that, Martin Xiao picked up the clean bottle with one hand and slammed it into the corner behind him. Bang... the bottle suddenly fell into pieces and shattered into porcelain pieces on the ground.

Everyone was in an uproar and all turned their attention to Young Master Tang sitting in the back row. They all knew that the Caiden Tang they just mentioned was this guy's father.

Young Master Tang smiled disapprovingly, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said in a voice that only the people around him could hear: "Damn it, I spent 600,000 yuan to buy something. I finally came here to hear the sound." …”

Philip Lu was also awakened from sleep by this sudden move. He looked at Young Master Tang next to him with a puzzled expression. He couldn't figure out why a good thing was smashed in front of everyone. Six hundred thousand , are you full after eating?

Young Master Tang blinked and said in a low voice: "This object is fake. My silly dad paid the tuition fee, and now he uses it as a gimmick."

After hearing what he said, Philip Lu finally understood a little bit, and thought to herself, "This is just a trap to lure people in."

In fact, Philip Lu was mistaken. Martin Xiao had two purposes for doing this. The first was of course to attract everyone's attention in the fastest way, and the second also showed that if a fake was found at the auction, it can only be said that I don't have enough eyesight, and I don't stand out from others.

It is undeniable that Martin Xiao's move was very effective. Everyone in the hall focused their attention on him. He slowly put on a pair of white gloves, then bent down and took out a plum-shaped box from the box. A petal-shaped blue and white glazed porcelain bowl is gently placed in the center of the table.

"The Song Qingbai glazed pure vase just now was a fake. Boss Tang specially asked his Young Master to come and listen to it. Xiao Mou has done this hard work. I wonder if Young Master Tang is crispy when he hears it?"

After Martin Xiao said this slowly, he turned his attention to Bryan Tang.

"Crispy, bang, crispy!"Young Master Tang responded loudly with a stick in his neck. Many people burst into laughter, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became relaxed again.