I started to become more self-disciplined at the age of 30

Chapter 147 146. One hundred and fifty million? It's too expensive. I dare not accept it!

A dozen people gathered at the door.

Zheng Zehao, his parents and their two companions in the yard also became quiet.

Everyone looked at Lao Liu in shock!

Fifty million?
Several people looked at each other, wondering if they were hallucinating or had heard it wrong?
Zheng's father and mother reached out and grabbed each other, supporting each other, before they managed to stand firmly on their feet. They looked at Old Liu with disbelief in their eyes.

Seeing that Zheng Zehao's family was stunned by his offer, Old Liu was overjoyed and felt that there was a great chance. He immediately said, "Mr. Zheng, what do you think? As long as you nod, I will transfer 50 million to you immediately. You can give me something after you see the money. I am absolutely here with sincerity."

At this moment, the dozen or so people around heard the number of 50 million again, and they were sure that they had not heard it wrong, and they were all shocked.

"It really is 50 million. A work of Jiang Chen can actually be sold for 50 million."

"The most important thing is that Jiang Chen gave this work to Zheng Zehao. He is a true friend. Zheng Zehao has become financially independent all of a sudden."

"If I had 50 million, I would immediately start to live a retirement life and travel around the world."

"Jiang Chen's works are so valuable?"

"Last time at Mount Tai, someone offered tens of millions to buy Jiang Chen's painting of the mountain, but Jiang Chen refused to sell it."

"I heard that many wealthy collectors want to buy Jiang Chen's works, but Jiang Chen never gives them a chance. So, these people are waiting for an opportunity. This time Jiang Chen gave the work to Zheng Zehao, and it is an opportunity to buy Jiang Chen's work!"

"Kunkun is so envious that he's almost turning purple."

"It seems that Zheng Zehao's family is frightened by this number."

……

Old Liu looked at the shocked Zheng Zehao and listened to the discussions of the people around him. He felt that this time it should be a sure thing. He only spent 50 million to buy this work, which was tens of millions lower than the initial estimate. Mr. Li should give him a large extra bonus.

Many people around him also felt that Zheng Zehao might agree, because if they put themselves in his shoes, they would not be able to refuse such an opportunity to get rich quickly!
but……

Two people quickly got out of the two cars that had just come with Lao Liu's car. One of the young men shouted hurriedly as soon as he got out of the car: "Mr. Zheng, don't agree yet. I'll pay you 60 million. You can pay first."

As the young man spoke, he trotted towards the gate of Zheng Zehao's house, looking anxious, fearing that Zheng Zehao would agree to Lao Liu in advance and he would miss this opportunity.

Everyone around looked at the young man again, their eyes widened even more...

Sixty million?
However, an old man who got off another car also shouted, "Sixty-five million, Mr. Zheng, I'll pay sixty-five million, and I can pay first as well."

Now, everyone looked at the old man who suddenly appeared again...

Are there any experts?

Do not……

Is there a higher price?
A piece of work by Jiang Chen, which was just created yesterday, can be sold for 65 million?
Are you sure it is Chinese currency? Not South Vietnamese Dong?
There was silence again.

The minds of the two old men standing inside the gate were blank.

Zheng Zehao also came to his senses immediately and shook his head hurriedly, "Everyone, I'm sorry, I won't sell it."

Old Liu was getting angry at the two people who came to steal his business, when he suddenly heard that Zheng Zehao was not selling. He thought that maybe Zheng Zehao saw that someone was trying to steal his business and wanted to wait for a better price. He immediately stopped hesitating and raised the price again: "Mr. Zheng, I offer 70 million!"

The young man and the old man behind also came up and looked at each other, their expressions were alert and helpless.

They all wanted to talk to Zheng Zehao face to face in private. Bidding in public like this was really the worst option. Not only would it be difficult to lower the price, it might also cause a bad social impact.

but……

The situation has developed to this point, and they have to come forward and bid. Otherwise, if Old Liu really gets a bargain and buys Jiang Chen's work for 50 million, they will have no place to cry, and their abilities will be questioned by the employer. They may not get any orders in this circle in the future.

The young man immediately followed up with another bid: "Seventy-five million, Mr. Zheng, I am absolutely sincere. The deal between you and me is not a one-time deal. If you want to invest or do business in the future, you can continue to cooperate with my employer. I guarantee you will make money!"

The old man said in a deep voice: "Eighty million, Mr. Zheng, don't believe in investment scams. Be careful that the money will be swindled away before you even get it warm."

The young man glared at the old man for a moment, then gritted his teeth and shouted directly: "Eighty-five million!"

Seeing this, Old Liu knew that it was basically impossible for him to buy the Ding Fengbo painting in Zheng Zehao's hand at a low price, so he shouted again, "One hundred million, Mr. Zheng, my sincerity is sufficient. I am a loyal fan of Jiang Chen and I like his works very much. I dream of collecting an authentic work of Jiang Chen. I hope you can help me. As long as you nod and agree, I will transfer one hundred million to you immediately."

It became quieter around.

The eyes of more than a dozen people were as big as copper bells!
My heart is full of doubts...

One hundred million, to buy Jiang Chen's work? To buy a work just written by a contemporary young person?
One hundred million yuan is enough to buy representative works of ancient masters, which are enough to be the treasures of museums in some small and medium-sized cities. Even the works of famous literary masters can be purchased.

Now the work Jiang Chen wrote yesterday can be sold for 100 million? It can already be compared with the rare literary masters in ancient times?
What's wrong with this world?
The people around who were watching the fun were full of disbelief. They felt that the world had suddenly become so strange and they couldn't understand anything at all.

Zheng Zehao and his family of three were once again shocked by this crazy price.

Zheng Zehao saw the three people continue to bid, and was afraid that it would have a bad impact if it got out, so he waved his hands and said, "Three, three, stop shouting! I really don't want to sell it. It's not about the price. I won't sell it no matter how high the price is. This is a gift from my friend Jiang Chen. I will only keep it well and won't sell it for money."

After hearing what Zheng Zehao said, the three of them had a hint of doubt and suspicion, as well as a hint of temptation in their eyes.

They all knew Zheng Zehao's family situation and life experience, so they didn't believe that Zheng Zehao could withstand such a fierce money offensive.

So, what they do is - keep adding money!
The young man said first: "Mr. Zheng, don't rush to refuse, I offer 110 million!"

The old man said in a deep voice: "One hundred and twenty million, Mr. Zheng, please believe my sincerity, or you can name a price yourself and we can discuss it privately."

When Lao Liu saw that the price had reached 120 million, he hesitated for a moment, then quickly said, "130 million!"

When Zheng Zehao saw the three people started bidding again, he was about to speak.

However, when the old man saw that Lao Liu had raised the price, he directly said again: "One hundred and fifty million, Mr. Zheng, this is my greatest sincerity, I believe no one will offer a higher price. One hundred and fifty million, it will be credited to your account today! Although Jiang Chen's works are extremely valuable, he is still young and there is no telling how many works he will write in the future. The work in your hand is the first one that can be traded now, so the price is so exaggerated."

"From an investment perspective, I suggest you sell it to me. You will definitely make a profit if you get 150 million. When there are more Jiang Chen works on the market in the future, it will not be possible to get such a high price. Whoever sells the first Jiang Chen work will get to enjoy the biggest cake first, and those who sell later will only get to eat smaller cakes."

All three knew that this price was abnormal.

It is a morbid price after extreme hunger marketing.

Just like when smartphones were first released, or when new Apple phones were released, there were too many people rushing to buy them, and too few products in the early stage. A new phone that cost four or five thousand yuan could be sold for twenty or thirty thousand yuan right out of the store, making many scalpers rich in a short period of time. Jiang Chen's works are indeed too good, so they attract a lot of people to pursue them. Many people want them, but they can't buy them, so many top collectors have begun to lose their minds and want to buy one at any price.

Therefore, the first authentic work of Jiang Chen on the market will create a sky-high price!

Once the first tradable work appears, market sentiment will ease, and when subsequent tradable works appear, prices will fall sharply.

As Ding Fengbo said, in the opinion of the three, the normal price should be between 30 million and 50 million.

Although 30 to 50 million is also a sky-high price among contemporary artists, it is still far behind the current 150 million.

The old man's advice to Zheng Zehao was indeed well-intentioned.

Now that Zheng Zehao has sold this work, it is the maximum profit for Zheng Zehao. He can also help his employer to get this deal and get millions of agency fees. The employer also bought his favorite collection and became famous in the collection circle. It can be said to be a win-win situation for all parties.

The price of 150 million yuan also discouraged Lao Liu and the young people. The highest price their employer offered was about 120 million yuan. Any more would be beyond their budget. It would be embarrassing if they forced themselves to offer a high price and the employer refused to accept it.

So, the two of them could only give up temporarily and watch the old man walking with envy.

If the old man can buy it and make the deal, he will definitely get a large commission!
In their opinion, no normal person would refuse such a sky-high price of 150 million.

Such a price is only possible at this point in time. If Jiang Chen's works appear again in the future, it will not be possible to get such a high price, unless they are Jiang Chen's representative works such as "Xia Ke Xing" and "Wang Yue".

but……

Zheng Zehao also shook his head without hesitation and said to the old man: "Thank you for your advice, but no matter how much Jiang Chen's work can be sold for, I will not sell it. This is my principle. I will only keep the gifts my friends give me and will not take them to pay for them."

"So, no matter if you offer 150 million, 200 million, or even 1 billion, I won't sell it!"

"I hope you won't come to me to buy anything again. I find it troublesome. My answer is always the same."

"goodbye……"

After saying that, Zheng Zehao didn't give Lao Liu and the others any chance to speak. He turned around and pulled his parents, who were still in shock, towards the house, not wanting to get entangled with the people at the door anymore.

He would neither use the house where Jiang Chen lived as a B&B, nor would he sell Jiang Chen's gifts.

He just wants to live his life quietly.

Lao Liu and the other two at the door were stunned for a moment, and then all looked helpless.

"I didn't expect that even 150 million yuan wouldn't be enough to buy it. From the way he spoke, it didn't seem like he was waiting for a good price. He really didn't want to sell it. Alas, I thought this work had a chance, but now it seems there is no chance. It's too difficult to buy a work of Jiang Chen's."

The old man sighed, his face full of helplessness.

Old Liu shared the same sentiment and said, "Yes, it's so hard to get a work out, but I didn't expect to meet such a pure person!"

The old man nodded: "It is almost impossible to find someone as pure as him nowadays."

After saying this, the old man turned and left.

The young man didn't say anything, just picked up the phone and got in the car, obviously going to call his employer to report.

Old Liu got into the car and called Li Zheng to report the situation.

The dozen or so onlookers outside gradually came to their senses at this time, and their eyes were filled with excitement of discovering a big secret.

"Oh my god, the final bid was 150 million. Jiang Chen's work is really worth a lot of money."

"I also like the song Ding Feng Bo, but I didn't expect it to be so valuable."

"The problem is, Zheng Zehao didn't sell it even though he was offered 150 million. Jiang Chen gave him such a valuable work. He's a good friend, but Zheng Zehao is also a good friend. He sticks to his principles and doesn't make money by riding on Jiang Chen's popularity or selling Jiang Chen's work. They are both genuine and pure people."

“There are too few of them now.”

"One hundred and fifty million. If it were me, I would definitely sell it. I can't resist the temptation of such money."

"Nonsense, who can withstand an attack of 150 million? If it were me, I would have surrendered at the first 50 million."

"This guy is really patient. He even endured 150 million..."

……

When several people were discussing excitedly.

The number of people in Jiang Chen's live broadcast room also skyrocketed at this time, directly increasing from about 500,000 to more than 800,000. This is also a miraculous number for outdoor live broadcasts.

Many viewers in the live broadcast room also knew what happened in Zheng Zehao's home and were discussing the 150 million yuan issue. Many other viewers on the Internet who were watching the fun also flocked to Jiang Chen's live broadcast room to discuss the matter together.

"Lao Jiang, your work is really valuable."

"Old Jiang is now really worth a thousand words."

"Old Jiang is awesome. He sold a painting of Ding Feng Bo for the price of a national treasure."

"Lao Jiang, come to our Chang'an..."

"Old Jiang, come to Beijing and stay for two more days."

"Old Jiang, do you still remember the Magic City by the Huangpu River?"

"Lao Jiang..."

……

Jiang Chen sat in the car and didn't look at the comments on his phone.

However, he received a message from Zheng Zehao.

Zheng Zehao: "Old Jiang, you've killed me. The gift you left for me is too valuable. Just now, several people came to buy it and offered 150 million! This scared me and my parents. Where are you now? I'm sending this work to you. It's too valuable. I can't accept it!"

(End of this chapter)