After the divorce, the abstinence boss begged me to get back together

Chapter 277

Long Haoyan was quite surprised, he didn't expect Feng Yehan to raise a placard for this new artist, maybe it was because of investors' keen intuition, or because he didn't want to lose to Feng Yehan, Long Haoyan also raised his placard.

"OK, Mr. No. 310 over here raises a sign!"

The auctioneer's eyes fell on Long Haoyan, and the eyes of others also swept over.

For a veteran investor and collector who often visits auction houses, his placard is very important.

Other buyers may choose to follow suit because they believe in his vision.

Now the facts have proved one point. After Long Haoyan raised his placard, three collectors successively raised their placards.

Ling Tian would follow suit every time, and the price was raised from the original starting price of 1000 yuan to 1 yuan.

1 yuan was nothing to these investors. Long Haoyan continued to bid more, and Feng Yehan kept raising his cards.

In this way, when a painting by a newcomer was auctioned for 10 yuan, Shen Xingwan felt that no amount of high price was appropriate.

"Stop lifting it!"

Shen Xingwan whispered to Feng Yehan's ear, and Feng Yehan held her hand and smiled lightly.

The auction is still going on, Long Haoyan seems to be fighting with Feng Yehan, as long as Feng Yehan raises a card, he will definitely beat him.

Moreover, he also saw the potential future value of the painting from Feng Yehan's continuous pursuit of the auction.

In this way, after rounds of competition and other collectors followed suit, the price of the painting "Fleeing Years" broke through the 100 million mark in one fell swoop.

"Mr. Long, I advise you to give up, this painting belongs to me!"

Feng Yehan warned Long Haoyan coldly, Long Haoyan smiled wickedly, "The one with the highest price wins! I'm sorry Mr. Feng, I'm also very interested in this painting!"

"..."

Shen Xingwan on the side could only support her forehead, could her paintings really be worth that much money?

Being picked up abruptly, she was afraid that it would be difficult to end in the future.

When the newcomer's painting was chased to 800 million, other collectors were afraid to sell it. They were a little more rational and would not continue to follow up.

But Long Haoyan and Feng Yehan on the field were still competing.

"1000 million! Mr. 310 is 1000 million!"

The auctioneer shouted out the latest price excitedly, and everyone in the audience looked at Long Haoyan in surprise, surprised that he would be so interested in a painting.

Everyone knows that Young Master Long will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move.

Generally, the lot that Long Haoyan likes will be won with certainty in the end, and it seems no surprise today!
Just when Long Haoyan thought that Feng Yehan would not make more additions, Feng Yehan raised his card again, and he was also determined to win today.

"Mr. 297, 1100 million!"

Everyone on the field looked at Feng Yehan again. Although they didn't know who he was, there were probably very few who would fight against Young Master Long.

The two men are on the same page, as long as Feng Yehan chases after him, Long Haoyan is bound to overwhelm him.

In the end, the price of this painting was raised to 5000 million. Shen Xingwan held down her beating heart, and she felt that she was about to die of excitement.

An old painting of hers was fired to a price of 5000 million?

God!

"Mr. 310, 5000 million! Is there a higher price than 5000 million?" the auctioneer asked the audience.

Long Haoyan raised his chin and looked at Feng Yehan, Shen Xingwan took his arm, "Stop lifting it, it's too expensive!"

If Feng Yehan wanted to draw, she could draw him a few pictures after returning to China!

Feng Yehan felt that the price was about the same, Ling Tian looked at him, seeing that Feng Yehan didn't give instructions, so he didn't continue to raise the sign.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Feng, I said earlier that I want this painting!"

Long Haoyan said with a proud expression that he had seen that Feng Yehan had no energy to continue chasing him.

"I fell in love with this painting first. Mr. Long usually likes to invest in jewelry and antiques. Why did he insist on grabbing a painting from me today?"

Feng Yehan made the other party feel that he was worth the money.

"No way, it just so happens that Long has also taken a fancy to it."

龙昊焱胜券在屋，这时拍卖师已经快要落锤，“5000万1次，还有吗？5000万2次……5000万3次！”

"Snapped!"

A hammer!
"Congratulations to Mr. No. 310, who won our lot 10 today!"

Long Haoyan finally took it down, at this moment he felt that he had snatched the treasure today.

Especially seeing Feng Yehan's dark face, he felt more and more happy in his heart.

Feng Yehan left the auction venue with Shen Xingwan after Lot No. 10 was snatched by Long Haoyan.

As for Lot 15, he has arranged for Jiang Bin to come up for the auction.

Long Haoyan has already spent huge sums of money to acquire the painting, so he may not necessarily sell the next antique, but the probability of Jiang Bin getting it will be much higher.

Feng Yehan didn't need to do the rest. After the two left the auction venue and got into the car, Shen Xingwan said, "It's too exaggerated! 5000 million! You are just joking!"

"Anyway, there are people who are taken advantage of to pay the bill, what are you afraid of?"

Feng Yehan's strategy was to raise the value of the painting, even without Long Haoyan, he and Jiang Bin would join hands to raise the price.

This Long Haoyan was aggressive and competitive, which just happened to provide him with a good opportunity, so Jiang Bin didn't need to make a move.

And if Long Haoyan took this painting, he would also be able to help Shen Xingwan earn tens of millions, which is tantamount to a sure-fire deal.

"Isn't this not good? If Long Haoyan knew about it, wouldn't he bother you?"

Shen Xingwan was worried that Long Haoyan found out that the painting was drawn by her, and Feng Yehan deliberately raised the price, so he might be entangled by then.

"A shopping mall is like a battlefield. Auctions are all about the future value. Maybe your painting will be worth more in the future. He won't lose money if he takes the auction. Your painting is worth this money, don't worry!"

Shen Xingwan nodded, "Where shall we go next?"

"Take you to a famous scenic spot."

He left it to Ling Tian and his subordinates to find his father. Feng Yehan also took the opportunity to take Shen Xingwan on a good trip abroad, to see foreign tourist attractions together.

Their first stop was the British Museum. Feng Yehan held Shen Xingwan's hand and visited together.

There are a large number of exhibits on display in the venue, but after looking at them, I know that many of them come from Huaguo.

Due to some historical reasons, the cultural relics that originally belonged to our country are scattered outside. It is hard to avoid heartache to see one's own treasures in other people's museums.

"These are all from our country." Shen Xingwan was filled with righteous indignation when he saw it.

Feng Yehan's mood became even stronger, and he could even understand his father's actions.

His father had been missing for so many years in order to track down the z organization involved in smuggling cultural relics, and he was fighting for the treasures of Huaguo.

At this moment, Feng Yehan felt that his father was great.

While they were admiring the Dunhuang murals and Buddha statues in the venue, a man in black and a hat in the distance was secretly looking at him through the crowd.

(End of this chapter)