Jewelry merchants whispered and a new round of bidding began.

“$2.95 million”

"$3 million"

“$3.05 million”

...

“$3.7 million”

As a Malay jewelry merchant speaking in Asian English quoted a high price of $3.7 million, the scene was caught in a low voice and pounding on the calculator, and it was obvious that these jewelry merchants were calculating profits.

Cao Yi, who had been sitting firmly on Diaoyutai, couldn't help but get nervous. If he continued to play like this, five million US dollars seemed not enough to watch.

"The jewelry merchant is so rich!"

Big Jinya, who was sitting aside, looked emotional and envious.

When he was in China, he had one hundred and eight million yuan in his hand and was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

That's a big fuck!

"Big Gold Teeth, I'll teach you a task..."

Cao Yi whispered in Dajinya's ear for a while.

The expression of Big Gold Teeth, from surprise, to confusion, to sudden realization.

"start"

Cao Yi handed the license plate to Dajinya.

Big Gold Ya took a deep breath and raised the license plate with a proud expression.

“$3.75 million”

"$3.8 million"

“$3.85 million”

...

"$4 million"

Big Gold Teeth shouted from $3.75 million to $4 million by himself, and Chinese auctioneers and jewelry merchants were confused.

"Ahem"

Big Goldya coughed a few times.

Breaking the silence.

The Chinese auctioneer at the auction stand reacted and asked tentatively: "Sir, are you serious?"

The Chinese auctioneer's inquiry made all the eyes of the auction house focus on Big Gold Teeth.

Big Gold Teeth slowly stood up from her seat, smiled reservedly at the wealthy people from all over the world, and said, "To put it bluntly, money is just a number for people like us."

Many rich people showed smiles on their faces. The rich man inlaid with gold teeth and dressed in weird clothes was telling the truth.

When the Chinese auctioneer saw that Da Jinya did not answer him positively, a bad feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

Sure enough, the next second, Big Gold Ya's face changed, pointed at the Japanese in the first row and said sternly: "But our money was not blown by the strong wind. I have been paying attention to him for a long time. When he stopped, he would increase the price, and when he stopped, he would increase the price. Everyone, everyone, Christie's grandsons are playing us like monkeys!"

boom!

The auction hall suddenly became messy, and the sounds of swearing in Cantonese, Japanese, English and Mandarin were heard one after another.

The rich have actually discovered it a long time ago, and they have not picked it. Now some people have picked it up and take the opportunity to make a fuss to avoid Christie's eating too ugly.

The Chinese auctioneer who had never encountered such a situation was dumbfounded and stared at the chaotic auction house.

At this moment, an old white man in a suit appeared at the door of the auction house, pointed at Big Gold Teeth, and said with a pale face: "Turn out this troublemaker."

Six or seven white men in suits walked to the big gold teeth and made a gesture of invitation.

"The uncle will leave by himself"

Da Jinya shook her clothes and walked out proudly with a look of expression.

The old white man came to the auction table and said with a serious expression: "Hello everyone, I am the president of Christie's Americas, Mark Porter. I can tell you responsibly that there is no entrusted service for this auction."

There was a booing sound in the auction hall.

The old white man who had been rolling in the pile of bloody banknotes for decades cared about this, reached out and patted the Chinese auctioneer on the shoulder, and walked down with a constant expression.

The Chinese auctioneer sorted out his emotions and said with a stiff expression: "The auction just now doesn't count, it starts over with $3.7 million."

The scene was silent.

Rich people looked at the Chinese auctioneer with a look of fools.

One second, two seconds...half minutes, one minute, the Chinese auctioneer picked up the hammer with an ugly expression and knocked it.

“$3.7 million, once”

No one said anything, no sound of knocking on the computer.

The atmosphere at the scene was very strange.

The Chinese auctioneer knocked the second time.

“$3.7 million, twice”

The rich still didn't respond.

The Chinese auctioneer picked up the hammer with a crying expression. When he was about to knock it down, a light voice sounded.

“$3.75 million”

The Chinese auctioneer was delighted and quickly looked at it. When he saw the sign, he showed an expression that was even worse than eating shit. It was the sign raised by the Chinese who made trouble just now.

"This time it's not a mess"

Cao Yi, holding the license plate, smiled.

The Chinese auctioneer looked away and swept across the rich people in the audience. Seeing that no one raised the sign, he had no choice but to pick up the hammer and knock it.

"$3.75 million per time"

As before, no one held a sign.

“Double $3.75 million”

"3.75 million US dollars three times, transaction"

The Chinese auctioneer knocked off the hammer with a bitter expression.

A lot that was supposed to be sold for more than $5 million was only auctioned for $3.75 million, and his career is about to end.

Cao Yi stood up suddenly and got the things. There was no need to participate in the next auction.

"Master, good means!"

A gentle voice came from behind.

Cao Yi turned around and looked at it, and was stunned.

The people sitting behind him were Li Ka-shing, Huo Yingdong, Cheng Yu-tung, Wang Yongqing, Li Ka-ki, Ho Hongshen, and Guo Henian...

The older generation of Chinese rich people are almost here.

The person who spoke was Ho Ying-tung who thanked him.

"All you come for cultural relics?"

Cao Yi couldn't help asking.

Ho Ying-tung and a group of Chinese rich men nodded.

"Then I won't disturb you all the lay Buddhists."

Cao Yi smiled and walked away from the auction table.

Yoko followed behind.

A Christie's staff member waiting behind the auction table came over.

"Sir, please go with me to go through the handover procedures."

"good"

Cao Yi nodded.

After more than ten minutes.

Cao Yi, who got the Purple Dragon King, appeared in the lobby of the Pierre Hotel, Taj Mahal.

"Master, how did I perform just now?"

Big Goldya, who had been waiting in the hall, walked over with a smile.

"good"
To be continued...