Chapter 4671 Sister Nian made a move
This feeling made her feel like a maggot attached to her bone, restless.
But she turned her head and saw Elena beside her, but she couldn't open her mouth to tell her what happened to her just now no matter what.
Because it was too embarrassing.
She was ashamed to say it.
Not to mention telling the object he always thought he was envious of and inferior to.
As the lights gathered on the auction stage, Hai Tong turned around again, trying to focus all her attention on the auction.
At this moment, she remembered that Elena asked her that there seemed to be a collection that she had been looking for in China, bronze ware.
But she deliberately didn't contact people in Beijing.
Don't know about it.
Anyway, in the eyes of everyone, she became a representative of ignorance, childishness and willfulness. Don't Grandpa Ye and Aunt Lan like Qiao Nian?
Let Qiao Nian sit here and help them take pictures back!
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A few smaller and moderately priced collections were auctioned first.
It's time for the finale.
Qiao Niancai saw the staff pushing a small trolley onto the stage. The things on the trolley were covered with red silk, and it was impossible to tell what was inside just from the outside.
But Qiao Nian still put away the previous carelessness and sat up straight.
Sure enough.
Following the auctioneer's words: "Next is the highlight of our charity auction tonight, the bronze double sheep statue."
"Please take a look, everyone."
She pulled back the red silk covering the things, revealing the true colors of the treasures hidden on the trolley.
An ancient bronze vessel was completely displayed in front of everyone.
The light shines on the simple and simple color of the Shuangyang Zun, and one can see the beauty precipitated by the years on it, which is displayed in front of the present people through the long history.
The auctioneer also introduced the collection on stage.
“…This is our sponsor’s private collection. Ms. A holds a charity auction every year and donates the money raised to the children.”
"Let us thank Miss A."
"Clah la la la." Qiao Nian watched the applause from the people below, and twitched the corners of his mouth in a mocking arc.
These people use the treasures stolen from other people's homes to hold private auctions. It seems that they have become good people in their eyes? Qiao Nian suppressed the hostility in his heart, knowing that taking these things back could not rely on brute force, otherwise these people might change from 'good guys' to ruthless people who would rather destroy the cultural relics than return them in a blink of an eye.
These cultural relics are not theirs.
How could they cherish it?
Qiao Nian let out a foul breath, waiting for the auctioneer below to call the price.
“The starting bid for this collection is $10 million.”
"The auction starts now!"
Following an order.
The auctioneer drops the hammer first.
Many people are interested in this kind of historical collection. In their eyes, such a collection can not only improve their aesthetic taste, but also put it at home and wait for appreciation.
So after the auctioneer asked to start bidding, the sound of bidding never stopped once.
"Number 16, 20 million."
"Oh." The auctioneer saw the new number plate held up again: "Mr. No. 11 offered 35 million."
After just a few rounds, the price equivalent to domestic currency has begun to go up to 9 figures.
Qiao Nian was not in a hurry to join them.
Instead, wait until the bid reaches 100 million.
She just joined the auction.
"No. 3, 230 million."
She announced the price.
The auctioneer has finished quoting the price.
There was an uproar in the seats outside.
"230 million?"
"Who? Add 100 million as soon as you come?"
"Those in the box."
(end of this chapter)