Chapter 734: Auction (5)

Agarwood beads?
When Mu Chenchen fell, Zhou Zimo suddenly widened his eyes and was a little surprised.
"And look at the color and these carvings, it should be Qi Nanxiang, this string of beads will not be less than two million starts."
Mu Xiaochen’s voice came again, and his eyes looked at the constantly rotating picture on the screen.
"No! Qi Nan Shen Xiangzhu? Which defeated son actually took this thing out of the auction? Is it necessary to have a good collection?"
Zhou Zimo thought that there was a pain in his body.
However, when the auctioneer at the top introduced the bead, the people below also faintly heard a secret exclamation.
Among them, after many middle-aged people, they will believe in Buddhism. This is actually very obvious. The more officials do, the more money they earn, the more they seem to tend to believe in these things, and believe in Feng Shui.
Even Wang Hui at home is like this. Wang Hui will sip a scent in front of the Buddha statue in the living room every morning, and swear by the Lord Buddha every day.
"Well, this string of beads, the reserve price of two million, each increase of not less than 30,000, the auction begins!"
Sure enough, it is expected to be similar to Mu Chenchen.
"210,000 and 100,000!"
"2.3 million!"
"Two hundred and five million!"
......
After the auction of the same item, the price can be doubled, not to mention the precious items that are worthless.
After a round of bidding, the price has risen to 4 million, and the subsequent shouts are getting lower and lower. This is just the beginning. There are still many things that are not exhibited behind. Everyone is not in a hurry. See that the price is not low. Then, I am not willing to continue to increase the price.
"4.5 million! This gentleman has already bidned to 4.5 million. Which one is higher? 4,500,000 once!"
"4.5 million twice!"
"4.5 million..."
"five million."
Just as the auctioneer was about to be finalized, Mu Chen dusted a look at the A-Leopard, and A-Leopard immediately noticed it.
The auctioneer was beaming, and no one offered a higher price. This bunch of beads was photographed by Mu Chenchen.
"This is a good thing, but I remember that you don't seem to believe in Buddhism, and you don't have a collection of thoughts?"
Zhou Zimo looked at Mu Xiaochen with some doubts and asked.
Mu Xiaochen did not answer, but he took a glance at him indifferently. Zhou Zimo shrugged his shoulders.
The second item on display was the gold beast, which was very collectible. In the end, the local tyrants were photographed at a price of more than seven million.
After a burst of cheers, the auctioneer laughed. "It seems that this auction is more exciting than the last one. Below, please come out with our third auction today!"
A light blue glimmer of light, a delicate pen appeared slowly on the auction floor.
Seeing the pen, Zhou Zimo was also shocked. Of course he had seen this pen!
Staring at the pen and looking at it for a moment, it seems like a sudden thought of something, and quickly turned to look at Mu Xiaochen, "This is what you said to watch the drama? This is too risky? If the person did not come, this Didn't the things go out in vain? Lingshi, how do you explain?"
"This is the purpose I want you to come over."
Mu Xiaochen’s face floated with a smile, and the black light condensed in the darkness and sorrow!
This time, Zhou Zimo has fully understood what he meant. He couldn’t help but slam the past. It’s not very elegant. "Mom, you are a black and sinister thing! I will say how you think so." With my spa massage, I dare to play this wishful abacus! You are too sinister! As a businessman, I feel inferior for your treacherous! Bastard!"
Mu Chenchen is an elegant smile, and has a quiet drink of tea. "What are you nervous about? I found someone to identify this pen. The sapphire on the pen is worth a lot, and it is from the master's hand. It will be lower than the bunch of beads."
"As you said, sending this pen to the aunt of Zixi, it should be a very rich person, and it is a lot of money! Just a small gift is a few million. If you are sure that person is in B city, check A check may be able to define the scope."
Zhou Zimo said thoughtfully.
"I spent so much thought, and I also fed a big cake to the Debao business auction. I hope I can narrow the scope. I have been looking for a needle in a haystack for so many years. That person does not want to appear, but also finds us more difficult."
"I hope that I can find someone this time, start! Look!"
Zhou Zimo patted his shoulder and sat down again. "But it’s good. This is my annual spending in Huangtian Entertainment City. You have to give me a free gold card!"
"When you and Su Chen used to go, did you pay for it?"
Mu Xiaochen asked calmly.
Zhou Zimo only shrugged. "Okay, I won't say it!"
The auctioneer below has already introduced the pen, and the auction price is also two million. The following people also bid one after another. A leopard eyes are staring at the people below, not letting anyone out of the bid.
"Three hundred and seven hundred thousand! Is there any friend who is bidding higher?"
"four million!"
A clear female voice rang, and Mu Chenchen looked at the voice and found that they were Gu Lingsha!
After the four million was opened, there was a moment of silence in the field, and then someone began to shout, "4.1 million!"
"4.5 million!"
Gu Lingsha keeps up, the crisp and sweet voice is a bit of momentum.
The streamer in the eyes of Mu Chen has become a little sharper, sweeping through every sound from below.
"4.6 million!"
A man who had previously bidding continued to increase the price.
"five million!"
This pen, this Gu Lingsha seems to be inevitable, the price is also high.
"Is this Gu Lingsha so busy? Is it because she knows that this is Ling Tian? Or is she herself a collector? Is it too much?"
Zhou Zi Mo Jianmei was twisted into a ball, and it was very doubtful to stare at the private room where Gu Lingsha was.
However, the Mu Muchen opposite him did not react much. The faint light in the deep looks a bit unpredictable. The slender fingertips also pinched the cup in his hand, as if thinking about something.
"Dust, five million, do we want to shoot?"
Zhou Zimo turned his head and looked at the face of deep thoughts.
"Wait a minute, then look at the situation."
Mu Xiaochen quickly retracted his thoughts and stared at the bottom. He said, "This pen is a famous person. The person who actually sent it must know the origin. I am afraid he himself wonders how this pen will appear here. ""
Wen Yan, Zhou Zimo also had no choice but to nod.