The wife of Xiangjiang boss who disappeared for ten years is back

Chapter 89 I request a new bid!
"Sister Zong, did you see something?"

Fang Zongtang gestured to him, but there were so many people there.

"Tell me later!"

Chen Zhen understands eighty-nine points.

The buyers who had seen it sat back on their seats, and the host began to shoot.[-] Hong Kong dollars for each placard.

At first, most people were paying attention to Fang Zongtang and Song Yi. Seeing that they didn't look at them and even ordered hot dishes, as if they were here to eat, everyone began to feel disapproving.

So what about Song Yi's richest man? He's not a wolf cub who only knows how to eat raw meat, so he can't get on the stage!
Antiques are not appreciated by everyone. A bumpkin like Song Yi looks like a nouveau riche who only knows how to buy diamonds.For a person like him, as long as the price is high, a stone can be regarded as a treasure.

For people who think they are more educated and knowledgeable than Song Yi, their sense of superiority suddenly arises.

He began to keep raising signs to show his elegant and refined taste.

Soon the plum bottle was sold at a price of 200 million 20 thousand Hong Kong dollars.

When Song Yi was helping Fang Zongtang pick up vegetables, he heard her whisper: "Get a fake jar, it's like getting a treasure~"

The tone was quite disdainful.

Chen Zhen also heard this and hurriedly picked up food for Fang Zongtang.

Just when he was about to put it in her bowl, he was cut off by Song Yi.

"She is taking medicine, some things cannot be eaten!"

Song Yi took the food from Chen Zhen's chopsticks and put it on his plate. He didn't eat it, but just put it aside.

Chen Zhen took back his chopsticks and said sheepishly: "I forgot, I'm sorry."

Song Yi sullenly said, "You can eat by yourself, I will pay attention to her dishes."

Chen Zhen smiled and said nothing.

She heard the interaction between the two and had no time to pay attention to them.

The second auction item is a gourd vase celebrating the birthday of Magu Qianlong, with a starting price of [-] Hong Kong dollars.

When Song Yi translated that she could go up to watch, she got up and went over.

This is a small gourd that can be played with in the palm of the hand. There is a cane on the mouth of the bottle, and the cane is sealed with cinnabar.

She said to Song Yi, "Ask, can I pick it up and look at it?"

After Song Yi asked, he said, "Yes."

There were not many people on the stage, and when they got closer, they were only a little bigger than a palm, and four or five went back.

Now, apart from the three of them, there are only two people left on the stage.

She took the gourd in her hand and looked at the pattern first, then at the bottom of the bottle.

Chen Zhen: "Sister Zong, I don't have money."

She shook her head in disappointment and put it back.

Chen Zhen immediately picked it up and looked at it. The workmanship was quite good, but there was no money, and it was still damaged. Let alone 200 yuan, if it was left outside, no one would take the [-] yuan!

He also put it back disappointed.

When the remaining two people saw them like this, they just glanced at each other casually and went down without even approaching.

The host announced the start of the auction. He thought that there would be no bids, but he didn't expect that someone would raise a placard during the second auction.

It can be seen that the host is very excited, and it is very embarrassing to fail the filming.Especially at charity-themed auctions.

Various speculations will affect the reputation of Guardian Auction.

The host asked as usual, and Song Yi translated for her.

"Is there any buyer with a placard? If not, the Phlox bottle belongs to this gentleman?"

Her eyes were fixed on the hammer, and the moment she struck it, she held up her sign.

The host didn't realize it until he knocked it out. According to the rules, the gourd bottle should belong to Fang Zongtang after three hammers.

When the host said Mrs. Song's name, Chen Zhen looked back at her in surprise.

Song Yi translated for her.

"Flu bottle, it's yours, [-] Hong Kong dollars."

Fang Zongtang raised a sly smile and was interrupted when he was about to speak.

"It's not fair, I demand a new auction!"

(End of this chapter)