"Everyone, since this copybook has been identified as the original by many industry experts, then..."

The auctioneer dragged the long tone and knocked on the auction hammer, shouting, "I announce that the auction of this original copybook by the poet Li Taibai begins with a minimum price of 10 million, and the price increase shall not be less than one million each time."

With the affirmation of many experts, everyone was full of doubts. They stared at the pallets one by one, but no one took the lead in making the offer. This strange atmosphere made the entire auction venue even more dull.

"Old Ye is also ready to take action?"

Just when everyone was full of energy, Zou Yi's words undoubtedly seemed a little abrupt. Old Ye stared at the big screen without blinking, and sighed: "This thing should be left in China."

"oh?"

Unexpectedly, this old guy was still a patriotic person. Zou Yi smiled unanimously and joked: "Old Ye must work harder. There are many national treasures that have been lost to foreign countries in recent years."

Hearing this implicit sound, Old Ye glanced coldly, and Zou Yi was not angry, and continued, "Since you spent 50 million to buy my pills, I might as well remind you that this old man also has times to get to know him, let alone these half-baked experts."

"You're this?"

This sentence finally pulled Old Ye back to his mind. When he wanted to say something, he saw that the little guy actually closed his eyes, as if he was keeping others thousands of miles away.

"Five million"

A tender and arrogant voice instantly broke the silence of the venue.

"Fifty million, this gentleman has paid 50 million, and is there any price increase?"

The auctioneer is very good at seizing the opportunity, and then he began to stir up the flames. His passionate tone made everyone excited.

"This kid is here too?" Zou Yi smiled coldly in his heart, raised his head and looked at the place where the sound came out, but the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"Uncle, you will listen to me later. If I ask you to bid, you will bid."

"What are you bidding for? Can we afford this thing?"

Zou Rong was angry and didn't make a fuss. This little nephew was simply a mess. If you offered an auction like this, if you couldn't afford it, then you wouldn't be involved in the auction. Even auction houses across the country would bring you on the blacklist.

"You just have to make a quote, don't worry about the money." Zou Yi smiled and comforted him.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Zou Rongsheng nodded and agreed. By the way, his little nephew is now the head of the Zou family, and even he can't disobey what he said.

The quotes for copybooks are still rising rapidly. In just a quarter of an hour, they have already called 130 million yuan, and the momentum is still strong.

"One Fifty Millions"

Just when the price was raised to 130 million, before the auctioneer continued to stir up the atmosphere with both emotion and emotion, Zou Rongsheng directly raised the price by 20 million.

This large-scale price increase obviously attracted the attention of many bidders. When the young man who was the first to call out the price of 50 million saw Zou Yi, the expression on his face suddenly became complicated, and his anger was mixed with a look of fear, which made his face distorted.

Zou Yi raised his head and smiled at him very friendly, but this smile was even more terrifying than Asura's giant axe.

If you say that this young man is really an acquaintance, it was Luo Zijie who came to the door to make trouble again and again after being beaten by Zou Yi. Because of the Siheyuan incident before, the former still felt a little angry. Since he had bumped into it today, it would be unreasonable not to find some things back, right?

"I'll pay 160 million"

Seeing Zou Yi, Luo Zijie was furious and shook his cannibalistic face, which also raised the price by 10 million.

Now, many people in the venue seemed to notice a strange thing. Luo Zijie was notorious in the capital. He could count the one who dared to fight him like this. Judging from the situation, today's matter is no longer as simple as bidding. Although he was jealous of this copybook, this temptation is nothing compared to offending the entire Luo family.

Although many people chose to withdraw from the bidding, the battle for this copybook is still very popular, but most of the vitality is concentrated on Luo Zijie and Zou Rongsheng.

"Xiao Yi, can we still shout?"

Zou Rongsheng asked in a low voice, his psychological endurance was almost over, and the price was raised to 230 million in the blink of an eye. This price was not something that no one had ever heard of, but when this matter really came to him, the feeling of fear was indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Scream, why not? That kid has money," Zou Yi said with a joking look on his face.

As soon as he said this, Old Ye couldn't help asking: "Brother, are you angry with others in love?"

"Air?"

Zou Yi shook his head and said disdainfully: "He is worthy of it? His old man is almost the same."

After clarifying the situation, Mr. Ye became interested and would occasionally get into trouble. The destination of this copybook suddenly became turbulent again, and even Luo Zijie couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Actually, Luo Zijie is a completely dandy. This copybook of Li Taibai is just a piece of waste paper for him. It will be Mr. Luo’s 70th birthday in half a month. As a grandson, this gift must not be light. Besides, if you have any trouble in the future, you have to count on this old guy. When you hear that there will be authentic works of Li Taibai at this auction, and the old man often talks about the "Balcony Sticker" from the Palace Museum, he naturally cannot miss this great opportunity.

"Three hundred million"

When Zou Rongsheng reported these nearly sky-high numbers, Luo Zijie's face had already been red. The funds prepared for him this time were only 250 million yuan, and this price had already exceeded his budget. It was just because the bidder was Zou Yi, so he held his strength until now.

"Three hundred and fifty million"

After shouting out this offer, Luo Zijie had a strange smile on his face, and all this abnormal scene was taken into his eyes by Zou Yi.

Just when Zou Rongsheng was about to raise the price again, he was stopped by Zou Yi. He stood up and looked at Luo Zijie from a distance and smiled with a teasing smile: "Since Mr. Luo is so rich, then I will give this copybook to you. Actually, I don't have money."

"you......"

Luo Zijie was furious and pointed at Zou Yi. His face was gloomy and terrible. He wanted to order someone to capture the former, but when he remembered the scene of Miyun, he was stunned and had no choice but to give up this idea, but he felt bitter in his heart. This was really a sin that he could not survive.
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