Chapter 367: Speaker

The price of this mahogany folding fan, which was made by Zhou Shijie during the Qing Dynasty, is marked at 500,000~? In the meantime, Jiang Se could see the real price of the folding fan, and Feng Zhongliang could naturally also see it.
To him, this little money was a drop in the bucket, but it was a bit distressed for Jiang Se's money bag.
"Don't worry."
The host on the high platform was introducing the next product. In the VIP seat, Jiang Se and Feng Zhongliang spoke quietly:
"At this dinner, Sister Chaoqun asked me to donate a sum of money, which happens to be this number."
She stretched out her finger and compared it to the number of'eight'. When Feng Zhongliang saw her stretched out hand, he was thoughtful at first, and then a little confused.
Jiang Se was not rich and wealthy, but she seemed to be very familiar with gatherings like auction venues, and seemed to have attended many times before.
Zhou Shijie's mahogany folding fan should also have a number in her heart, so she can compare it with an accurate figure of '800,000', which proves that she has a certain degree of research on these things in her mind.
These circumstances are not necessarily consistent with her origin.
"In short, I have to donate it. I don't need clothes and jewelry. The money is wasted. It's better to buy something meaningful."
If we said that the relationship between the two was strange before, he would not take a second look if he was holding an expensive object in front of him if he looked down on people.
But at this time, Jiang Se said that he would give him a gift, which in the eyes of ordinary people was already a valuable item, but Feng Zhongliang had difficulty linking this folding fan to the price.
In the party, the girl opened a pair of bright eyes and big eyes, smiling:
" It’s just May, and it’s going to be hot for several months. You will take a folding fan and sit down on the grape rack at home, make a pot of tea, read a book, shake the fan, time Didn't it all pass away?" What she said caused Feng Zhongliang to be stunned. Before she said anything, Jiang Se said again:
"Don't you always say that summer is here, is it too hot? You say that the air-conditioned room is not as comfortable as outside."
"Did I say it?"
The back of Feng Zhongliang's hand trembled, his cheeks clenched and loosened. He used to chant these words in front of Feng Nan, but did he mention them to Jiang Se?
Jiang Se had a lot of contacts with him, or after he was injured last year, the two were not so close at the beginning. Did he say these things to Jiang Se last summer?
He turned his head to look at Xiao Liu who was sitting on the other side. Jiang Se looked at the list and was sure to take this mahogany folding fan. Even if someone scrambled for it later, he still had to spend a little more budget to get it.
She remembered an old thing a few years ago. An old friend of Feng Zhongliang did everything possible to get a folding fan inscribed and painted by Sun Zixiang himself. Feng Zhongliang was moved for several days. He was about to get this fan, but he could go to the old friend. Show off in front of me.
Thinking of this, Jiang Se lowered his head and pursed his lips and smiled, ignoring that Feng Zhongliang looked at her with a little speculation.
The auction soon went into the latter half. Sheng Jingzhi took out a sophisticated mahogany box. The box itself was exquisitely crafted, but there was only a card inside. Sheng Jingzhi held the wooden box in his hand and said with a smile:
"The following item is well-known to everyone, the famous director of China, Zhang Jingan's pen and ink."
As soon as Sheng Jingzhi's words fell, many celebrities immediately sat upright, vowing to take the signature.
This card is light and light, and it is not valuable. It is not even as valuable as a corner of the box containing the card, but the words written on the card are valuable, and the person who writes the word is more valuable.
Zhang Jingan’s signature, who doesn’t know that this thin card represents a chance to enter the crew of a major director in the future?
The crowd rushed, even Feng Nan, who had previously been vomiting blood by Feng Zhongliang, straightened his back and leaned forward. Obviously, this signature is bound to win.
The eyes of many media reporters will have a full view of the atmosphere in the venue. Zhang Jingan smiled, as if not aware of the turbulent undercurrent between the stars, and as if not aware of the appearance of his signature, it had already caused everyone. attention.
He wrapped his hands around his chest, and when Sheng Jingzhi looked at him, he raised an arm and waved.
"As we all know, the films directed by Director Zhang are superb and have made many excellent films. They are frequent visitors in major film awards."
When Sheng Jingzhi said this, the audience laughed out of the audience, and Zhang Jingan also laughed, but the smile appeared a little casual.
"But you may not know. In addition, Director Zhang is also a member of the China Calligraphers Association. In addition to directing the film, he also studies painting and calligraphy, and his accomplishments are not superficial." Sheng Jingzhi finished. Turning the mahogany box to the side, the audience can see the cards in the box smoothly:
"Director Zhang's calligraphy and painting can be said to be difficult to find. People in the circle are proud of getting the calligraphy of Director Zhang. Now the charity dinner hosted by "The Style of the Times" with the theme of "Light Up China" ~www .EbookFREE.me~Director Zhang specially sent a signed greeting card, and then please prepare it for those who are interested!"
He also said about the rules of an auction, "This signature has no reserve price, and it is superimposed on the rule of two, five, and eight." In other words, the initial price of this signature is two hundred, five hundred, and eight. From a hundred to a thousand, then one thousand two, one thousand five, and so on, the cycle goes up until the end.
Zhang Jingan's signature is more popular than Jiang Se imagined.
A group of previously tepid stars were vying to hold their placards at this time. The situation in the court was very hot. Compared with the previous quiet atmosphere, almost everyone was vying for the first, lest they be preempted by others.
Feng Nan also kept holding up the cards in his hand. Ten minutes later, Zhang Jingan's signature had already risen to the price of 120,000!
At this time, some celebrities wisely chose to let go after seeing that there were so many competitors, but there were still a large number of people who were still biting, Feng Nan gradually became a little impatient, and Sheng Jingzhi on the stage had already read ' The price is one hundred and twenty thousand', and there are still a few people holding the sign. Feng Nan raised the sign in his hand without hesitation. Zhao Junhan frowned and couldn't help reaching out to pull her:
"enough."
"enough?"
Feng Nan turned his head, sneered, stretched out his hand to brush his long curly hair, and slowly exhaled a suffocating breath:
"Zhang Jingan's signature, I want to get it."
The fierce competition caused fine beads of perspiration from the tips of her forehead. She was dressed coolly, and the air conditioner was turned on in the venue, and the air-conditioning rate was already very low.
However, he originally thought that the simple signature could not be obtained for a long time, which made Feng Nan feel a little frustrated:
"How can I not give this opportunity to others."
She turned her head and looked around. The people who were still arguing with her at this time, in addition to a few second-tier starlets, a few first-tier actresses were among them, and she couldn't lose anything.