Chapter 30 Brother is really rich

This auction was over. After waiting for a while, Lin Haotian saw that no one was on the stage, so he stood up and walked to the stage and slowly spread the ancient paintings in his hand on the table.

"Well, I want to auction an ancient painting today. This painting was painted by an ancient master. I think everyone is very familiar with this person. He is the famous Tang Bohu!"

"Tang Yin's? Ah, that's impossible!"

"Yes, Tang Bohu's only paintings are in the museum, and it is impossible to appear on the market at all!"

"Yes, boy, you're not being a man, are you?"

Everyone talked about it one after another, most of whom were doubts and disbelief. Seeing this, Lin Haotian raised the volume and pretended to be mysterious and said, "I tell you that my painting is not only the authentic work of Tang Bohu, but also a painting that is not in historical records. I think everyone should have heard of a story. That's Tang Bohu's Qiuxiang, and my painting is Qiuxiang!"

"Qiu Xiang Tu!" As soon as Lin Haotian's words came out, everyone was shocked. A famous painting that was not in the historical record was accompanied by a romantic story, and the heroine of the story was in this painting. So how much should this painting be worth? It was worthless.

Ancient paintings are not that the older they are, the better they are. The main thing is to look at which famous artists wrote them. Needless to say, Tang Bohu's fame is absolutely valuable, and as soon as this Qiuxiang picture comes out, from a historical point of view, it confirms the existence and appearance of Qiuxiang, which has a high historical value, plus Tang Bo. The tiger is used to painting the scenery of flowers and trees, which can be said to be his only portrait of characters, and this value is beyond consideration.

It's just that there is really such a painting in the world? Even if there is, must the one in the boy's hand in front of him be true? Everyone still couldn't believe it.

Everyone's reaction, as early as Lin Haotian expected, he smiled and said lightly, "Believe it or not, it's all up to you, but whether this painting is real or not, I think you should take a look first!"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the picture on the table, and he couldn't wait. Lin Haotian no longer pretended. He quickly showed the painting completely in front of everyone's eyes.

"Ah, this painting is fake!" At this time, a real expert finally took action. He could see at a glance that it was a fake painting, and he couldn't help but be disappointed.

"Oh, this painting is too fake. Son, there are not many authentic works of Tang Bohu at all. Don't dream of making a fortune!" An old gentleman said that it seemed that he really liked ancient paintings, with a look of regret and sigh.

"Cut, liar, get out of here!" At this time, an unpleasant voice sounded, and it was Li Zhicheng who spoke.

Ji Yanran frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "They are selling paintings. Why do you interrupt? And even if the painting is fake, you can't say that they are liars!"

Indeed, there are many antiques in the world, and sellers may not know the treasure. Some people have collected antiques for more than ten years, and finally know that the antique is fake, such as Li Zhicheng. If he sells the fake jade Guanyin at hand, it can't be said that he is a liar, because he doesn't know the jade at all. Guanyin is fake.

Hearing everyone's comments, Lin Haotian smiled and said lightly, "Please listen to me first. Although I don't know much about ancient painting, I also see that this painting is fake, but if this painting is so simple, I won't appear here today. It's gone!"

Lin Haotian's words immediately aroused everyone's curiosity. For a moment, the whole room was quiet. They wondered to themselves that the boy knew that the painting was fake, but he dared to take it out and sell it. Could it be that there was something famous here?

Lin Haotian calmed down when he saw the scene. In the eyes of everyone's attention, he took off the layer of fake painting outside, revealing the authentic Tang Bohu inside, which was Qiu Xiangtu.

"Picture in Picture!" A benevolent brother shouted, but found that no one looked at him at all. Everyone's eyes were focused on the painting, and their faces were amazed and incredible from time to time.

In addition to the so-called 'experts' and the rich second generation, there are also some real 'crocodiles', who are the real collectors and super-rich.

These people carefully looked at the painting in front of them and finally determined that the painting was the authentic work of Tang Bohu. A cold light flashed in their eyes, and they decided to take a picture of the famous painting in their hearts.

Lin Haotian also noticed the expressions of these people, but he still said indifferently, "The reserve price is one million, and now the bidding begins!"

As soon as Lin Haotian finished his words, a brother shouted excitedly, "I'll pay two million!"

"Damn it, it doubled as soon as I opened my mouth. Does this guy understand the bidding?" Some children of rich families thought to themselves, but they were obviously wrong. The benevolent brother did not know how to bid, but hoped to pretend that he was bound to scare off other competitors. However, it was a pity that none of them were ordinary people present, so how could they be easily scared away.

"I pay five million, who dares to rob me!" At this time, an old man stood up angrily. He was even more awesome and directly doubled it.

"Woo-woo, a lot of money!" Lin Haotian almost jumped up with excitement. These people opened their mouths, and his bank would pay several times more money, which was really exciting.

Everyone looked at the old man, and their hearts were full of contempt. The value of this painting was far more than five million. The old man wanted to take the painting for only five million yuan? There is no door!

"six million!" Someone is asking for a price again. He is a middle-aged man!

Wow, it's rising so fast that it's a million more in a blink of an eye!

"7 million!" The old man stared at the middle-aged man angrily, hoping that the middle-aged man would retreat in the face of difficulties, but it was a pity that others were not afraid of him at all. The middle-aged man shouted leisurely, "I'll pay eight million!"

"Angry, I'll pay nine million!"

The two people were obviously stuck, and the price kept rising. Lin Haotian was so happy that he couldn't wait for the two of them to die again.

In the end, the old man couldn't hold on. Lin Haotian's autumn picture was finally auctioned away by the middle-aged man for 20 million yuan.

Seeing such a result, Ji Yanran was stunned. She didn't expect that the thing that Lin Haotian was going to auction was worth 20 million yuan, but Li Zhicheng was dumbfounded. He spent 400,000 yuan to show off, but who knew that he became a multimillionaire in a blink of an eye. What's the matter?

As for Lin Haotian, he was very happy and only knew how to giggle. It was not until his mobile phone received the message and his account was transferred to 20 million yuan, that he came to his senses!

"Haha, I'm really rich this time!" Lin Haotian narrowed his eyes with a smile. He hurriedly left the leisure clubhouse and ran to the bank's ATM to inquire. He saw that there were indeed 20 million more on the account.

"Oh, my God, how many zeros are there, one, two, three, four, five..." Lin Haotian counted the numbers on the display screen excitedly and almost didn't look at them...