Both money and sex

During the eleventh period, many people came to the capital to visit, and many even came for this auction.However, not just anyone can enter this auction hall.

The conditions are very strict, you must have a personal asset of more than one million, or be a well-known figure in the collection industry. In addition, there are also those political figures who can sit here majestically as long as they reveal their identities.

Therefore, the hundreds of people in this auction hall are either rich or expensive.

After finishing the hors d'oeuvres, walking down the road, the auction site gradually became hotter.As the items taken out became more and more precious, the prices quoted on the spot also rose and became more and more frightening.

Some people really can't just look at their appearance, for example, the old man sitting in front of Luo Ping and the others on the right, wearing ordinary clothes, with wrinkled and dark skin on his face, gray hair, shriveled like a rural old man, what? Knowing that when the auction for the item ranked No. 800 started, he immediately quoted a price of [-] million.

Item No. [-] was a painting, which was said to be the authentic work of Qi Baishi, which caused a sensation in the scene.

After fierce competition, the painting finally fell into the hands of the old man. The transaction price was as high as 1000 million. Including the commission to be paid to the auction company, the old man had to deliver a total of almost 200 million.

Even though Luo Ping's current net worth has exceeded 2000 million, he was still taken aback by the hot atmosphere at the scene.

However, when the sixth item was brought up by the hostess, he couldn't help holding his breath.

"Everyone, what is presented to you now is a pair of ancient jade from the Three Kingdoms period. After expert appraisal, they are of the same type as a small piece of ancient jade unearthed from Cao Cao's tomb not long ago... As the saying goes , Jewelry is valuable and jade is priceless. This pair of ancient jades is well preserved, with a soft color and an antique flavor. It is definitely a boutique in the old saying. Whether it is for daily play or collection and research, it is excellent."

The host paused after speaking, and suddenly shouted loudly, "The two small pieces of ancient jade are sold together. The reserve price is 800 million, and we will start quoting now."

"Ninety-nine million." Before he could finish his sentence, someone raised the number plate and directly raised the price by 900 million.

"920 million."

"950 million."

……

Quotations kept ringing, and after a few back and forth, the price of the two pieces of ancient jade rose to 200 million almost instantly.

This price has reached Luo Ping's expectation, but the on-site quotation is still going on.

The host listened attentively to the voice coming from the headset, and suddenly shouted loudly, "Just received the news, someone outside the venue just gave the latest price, 500 million, and the current price is 500 million. Is there anything higher than this?"

"Hey, just two small things, can they be sold for 500 million?" Wang Zijun was also shocked by this situation, "It's really a fool with a lot of money now."

Luo Ping smiled and handed him the number plate, "Would you like to play with it?"

Wang Zijun shook his head quickly, "I'm not interested in this thing, don't give me that thing."

After the host's announcement, the scene fell silent.

Twenty-five million has far exceeded Luo Ping's psychological expectations. Just when he thought the dust had settled, a voice came from a corner of the hall.

"3000."

3000 million!

A one-time increase of 500 million!

Wang Zijun patted his forehead, "Are these people crazy?"

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense." Luo Ping worried that Wang Zijun's words would cause public anger, so he quickly reminded him.

Qi said that he himself was a little confused, but he had earned 3000 million so easily, and he was only shocked and surprised.

The price of 3000 million scared off everyone, including the person who quoted 500 million off the court.The two small high ancient jade pieces from Luoping were finally sold for 3000 million yuan.

After a while, Luo Ping checked his account with Liu Qi's mobile phone, and 3000 million has been credited to the account.

Up to now, he has understood the specific process of the auction, and his two pieces of ancient jade have also been successfully sold, so he has lost interest in the remaining two pieces.

After saying hello to Liu Qi and Ma Sanjia, he walked out of the auction hall, followed by Wang Zijun and walked out together.

Before going downstairs, Luo Ping went to the bathroom.

……

……

"Do you think you are still qualified to step into this door?" the old man said coldly.

Niu Ping'an looked at the old man sitting in the middle of the living room, "Whether I am qualified or not, I am a descendant of the Niu family. I came here today, and I just want to tell you that I have a child."

The living room was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop on the ground.

Niu Ping'an glanced at the elegant middle-aged man next to the old man, and then continued to look at the old man.

"I will never let my children find their father, so I will divorce Ziqing and marry Shui Ling."

"presumptuous!"

The old man slapped the table heavily and said angrily, "Since you still think that you are a descendant of the Niu family, let her kill the child immediately. Remember, you are married, and your wife is called Wang Ziqing .”

Just when Niu Pingan said what he just said, the middle-aged man next to the old man who looked somewhat similar to Niu Pingan showed guilt in his eyes.

He is Niu Ping'an's biological father, Niu Shanhe.

Niu Shanhe opened his mouth after hearing his father's words, but stopped talking.

Niu Pingan smiled indifferently, "The blood of the Niu family flows in my body. No matter whether I admit it or not, and no matter what you say, my surname is always Niu. Now that I have a child, the blood of the Niu family will also flow in his body." blood."

He looked at Fan Shuiling who was beside him with a tense face, and hugged her tightly, with a happy smile on his face.

"Grandpa," Niu Ping'an looked at the old man in the middle of the living room again, "Whether you agree or not, I will definitely be with Shui Ling, and I will definitely let my child come into this world."

"Get out, get out!" The old man roared angrily, trembling with anger.

Niu Ping'an stopped talking, turned around and looked at Fan Shuiling lovingly, "Okay, let's go."

With tears in his eyes, Fan Shuiling suddenly got rid of his hand, took two quick steps, and knelt down at the door of the foreign building.

Niu Shanhe was taken aback and bowed his body slightly, but he still didn't leave the chair in the end.

"Shui Ling, what are you doing, get up!"

Niu Ping'an was also taken aback, and hurried over to help her, but Fan Shuiling knelt on the ground, unwilling to get up.

"I beg you, let Ping An come back. He has suffered from insomnia almost every night these years, and sometimes he calls your name in his dreams... As long as you are willing to let him come back, I am willing to kill the child and never be with him again Together." Fan Shuiling broke down in tears.

"Shui Ling!" Niu Ping'an let out a low growl, and pulled her up from the ground, "If you want to kneel, it's not your turn to kneel, and there are not many people here who are worthy of your kneeling."

With anger in his eyes, Niu Pingan glanced into the room.

The middle-aged lady sitting beside Niu Shanhe lowered her head involuntarily when he looked over.

She is Niu Shanhe's wife, and she also comes from a red family.

In fact, Niu Shanhe doesn't love her, and the combination with her is only a political need.Back then, her family was powerful, and Niu Ping'an's grandfather arranged the marriage for his son after many considerations.

Niu Shanhe later met Niu Ping'an's mother, from whom he reaped love and his only son.

But because of his wife's crying and his father's obstruction, Niu Ping'an's mother never walked into Niu's house for a day, and died of depression when she was less than 40 years old.

Niu Ping'an hated him, and hated this woman even more.In his opinion, it was this woman who killed his mother.

Niu Pingan helped Fan Shuiling who kept crying, turned and left the old mansion, and never looked back.

……

"Hey, to be honest, do you like my sister?" On the right side of Luo Ping, Wang Zijun mentioned what he said just now.

"What do you think?" Luo Ping walked to the washbasin and turned on the water valve, and said angrily.

"I think it's very possible!" Wang Zijun also came over, washed his hands casually, and carefully fiddled with his hairstyle in front of the mirror.

"Otherwise why did you give my sister Yupei?"

"As I said, it was paid to her."

"You're looking for a reason. Everyone knows that my sister's jade pendant was thrown by herself, and it has nothing to do with you. And this jade pendant is worth more than 100 million. Even if you have money, 100 How many things can you give away casually?"

After finishing fiddling with his hair, Wang Zijun leaned against the sink and continued with a smile, "So, I'm sure you're interested in my sister...don't deny it, it's actually not something to be ashamed of. You might not You know, in the capital, there are many people chasing my sister, but she rejected them all outright. If you can make her like you, then I will really admire you!"

Luo Ping dried the water stains on his hands with a paper towel, "Heard you say that, do you know what I think?"

"What do you think?"

"I want to beat you up for your sister... She has a husband. Brother Niu and I are good friends, but you openly encouraged me to pursue her. Aren't you looking for a beating?"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you." Wang Zijun lost interest when he heard Niu Ping'an mentioned, and turned around and walked towards the bathroom door.

Just as he came to open the bathroom door, a puff of thick smoke suddenly drifted in.

"Ahem...what's going on, why is there so much smoke."

Caught off guard, Wang Zijun was smoked and coughed non-stop.

Luo Ping also smelled the pungent smell of smoke, walked to the door and looked outside, and suddenly shouted, "No, it's on fire!"

I saw a puff of thick smoke continuously floating up from the stairs, and the entire corridor was almost filled with acrid thick smoke.

In the auction hall on the left, the passionate voice of the host was being heard, and there was also the exclamation of the crowd.

Without any hesitation, Luo Ping ran towards the auction hall.

Behind him, red flames were rushing up the stairs quickly.