Just then, a voice came out, "One and three hundred thousand!"

When everyone saw that it was not someone else's bidding, it was Mr. He who had had a holiday with Han Yang before.

Seeing this situation, many people immediately looked at Han Yang with anticipation. Obviously, they all understood that the auction became interesting now. The old man sitting next to him frowned when he saw Mr. He bid, and a little worried appeared on his face, but he couldn't say anything. After all, Mr. He was participating in the auction, and he could only pray in his heart, hoping that this ancestor,

Don't do anything!

In the last seat of the auction hall, a middle-aged man in his thirties sat. The man's eyes were always paying attention to Han Yang.

He was the person sent by Wang Bao to secretly follow Han Yang. At this moment, when he saw Han Yang and Young Master He clash again, he couldn't help but frown.

Tan Xiaoyu glanced at Han Yang in confusion, obviously not understanding why Han Yang wanted to bid for such a piece of porcelain.

And Han Yang, after hearing Mr. He’s bid, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, this guy took the bait.

But he frowned and looked very unhappy. He glanced at Mr. He from afar and snorted disdainfully, "One Million!"

Mr. He gritted his teeth and said, "My surname is Han, don't you want to take a picture of this thing? I'm going to disgust you, just don't let you take a picture, and you'll be so angry..."

As he said that, he raised his hand and shouted, "One and six million!"

The auction lady suddenly looked at Han Yang with excitement on her face and looked expectantly.

Han Yang frowned, glanced at Mr. He, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Who is surnamed He, do you have this ability? You only dare to say that you can add 100,000 yuan at a time, are you a man?"

When Mr. He heard this, his face turned pale and gritted his teeth and looked at him with a hatred.

Han Yang smiled lightly and said lightly: "Two million, if some people don't have money, don't be slapped here and pretend to be fat!"

Mr. He was so angry that he had been furious. After hearing Han Yang's bid, he stood up and shouted: "I am bidding for three million!" Hearing this bid, many people couldn't help but take a breath. This is just spending money like soil, adding one million at a time. Although the blue and white porcelain is precious, the price is only more than one million. Now it has been bid for by these two people to 300.

Wan, I'm afraid the seller who participated in the auction will be laughing crazy.

After the price was paid, Mr. He looked at Han Yang with a provocative look on his face and said, "Boy, keep giving, I will accompany you to the end!" But Han Yang smiled and said lightly, "If you don't have it, you won't know which fool would spend such a large sum of money to buy such a broken bottle. I really don't understand. This broken bottle cannot be used, and it's average to say it looks good. Why are some fools?

Are you willing to spend money to buy it?" As soon as he said, the faces of those who had originally expected his bid became extremely strange. They looked at Han Yang and then at Mr. He who was angry and turned blue. At this moment, anyone who was not a fool understood. It turned out that this guy

I participated in the auction and had no intention of taking pictures of the blue and white porcelain, just to play with Mr. He.

They looked at Han Yang, who was sitting in the seat with a happy and comfortable expression, and couldn't help but wonder, wouldn't this guy dare to offend Mr. He like this, aren't he afraid of the Third Master?

Tan Xiaoyu finally understood what Han Yang said before, looked at him with a strange expression, with a smile on his lips, and then looked at the fat young master He who looked like a black-faced person, Tan Xiaoyu almost couldn't help but laugh.

Mr. He pointed at Han Yang and said angrily: "You...you are despicable..."

Han Yang shrugged, smiled, and said innocently: "You have to bid with me, and it's not me who forced you! You deserve it!"

Mr. He suddenly yelled in anger. Obviously, his anger had reached its peak.

He suddenly rushed to the stage, picked up the blue and white porcelain, and threw it to the ground with a bang. Suddenly, the blue and white porcelain was smashed to pieces by him.

Many people were shocked. Looking at Mr. He who looked crazy, he didn't dare to speak out, as if he was afraid of causing trouble for him.

The auction lady was so scared that her face turned pale and she straightened her legs backwards.

But the old man stood up and frowned and angrily, "Young Master He, what are you going to do?"

Mr. He had a gloomy face, glanced at him, and said angrily: "What, can't I smash the things I took?"

As he said that, he glared at Han Yang from afar, and then went straight back to his seat.

Seeing this, the old man looked ugly, but he didn't say much. Instead, he ordered people to clean up the blue and white porcelain fragments and the auction continued.

However, after being fussed by Mr. He, the atmosphere at the scene began to become a little weird, and many people's enthusiasm for bidding was reduced a lot.

Mr. He didn't say anything. He frowned, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and he didn't know what was thinking in his mind.

After auctioning several items in succession, we finally arrived at the thing that Tan Xiaoyu came to auction this time. It was a painting painted on the screen, which looked exquisite and special.

But unexpectedly, as soon as Tan Xiaoyu made a bid, Mr. He glanced at her and Han Yang coldly, and also offered the bid. This time, he learned his lesson and raised the price at the lowest price.

Seeing this, Tan Xiaoyu couldn't help but frown.

Mr. He said coldly with a little coldness on his lips, "I just want to disgust you. I am not short of money, how can you do to me!" Everyone saw Mr. He take action again, obviously for Han Yang and Tan Xiaoyu. They all understood that today, their fight may be inevitable, so the others stopped bidding, and they all sat with anticipation.

Wait for the show to begin.

Seeing this, the auction lady frowned and looked at the old man as if asking for help. The old man gave her a look and told her not to panic and just follow the process.

She nodded and immediately said, "One, two, two, two, two, five,000 times..."

At this time, Tan Xiaoyu finally spoke again: "One and three hundred thousand!"

Mr. He said without any hesitation, "One Hundred and Three Fifty Thousand!" The price of this painting is no less than 50,000 each time. After Mr. He paid the price, he looked at Tan Xiaoyu with a provocative face and said, "Tan Xiaoyu, do you want this painting? Tell you, I would rather tear this painting than give it to you, because you are not worthy!

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Upon hearing this, Tan Xiaoyu frowned and looked at Mr. He with anger.

Mr. He was full of pride and provocative. Han Yang sat in the seat with a hint of thought on his face. He thought for a while and immediately asked Tan Xiaoyu, "What is the market price of this painting?"
Chapter completed!