Chapter 563: The Man's Eyes Slowly Fell on Her Face "Want?"

When this painting was still hanging in Ji's study, she was still young and her mother was still alive. At that time, her mother carried her into the study to get something, and her hand was still "touching" the calligraphy and painting.

Ji Nuan thought to herself that no matter how much money this painting was, she should buy it and hang it back in Ji's study.

"This one is indeed one of the ten most valuable paintings in the domestic collection." Mo Jingshen's calm tone sounded, and the man's eyes slowly fell on her face: "Want?"

Ji Nuan was about to speak when suddenly there was a sound not far away. She turned her eyes and saw that the Rong brothers and sisters were sitting two rows away from their seats, about six or seven meters away. Went out temporarily, walked in front of them, and the voice of speaking reached here.

Ji Nuan's eyes just hit Rong Cheng, and the indifference on Rong Cheng's face suddenly turned into a somewhat obvious coldness.

Ji Nuan: "..."

It's just that his sister was rejected by the man he liked, and the man his sister liked appeared here with a female companion. How could the general manager of the Rong family show such a cold face?

It is said that the rich children in the Beijing circle are used to being arrogant, and now she knows what real arrogance is.

Ji Nuan looked back lukewarmly.

Rong Yan was sitting next to Rong Cheng, and her eyes kept falling in the direction of Mo Jingshen. The auction had been going on for almost an hour, and Mo Jingshen had always sat beside Ji Nuan and never left, nor called for any of the auction items. price.

However, Mo Jingshen just sat there without any movement. In such a noisy environment, he would not be overwhelmed by the noisy crowd at all, but instead made people seem to have a sense of isolation and independence.

Bidding has already begun on the field. More than 100 million famous paintings were sold more than 10 years ago or even nearly 20 years ago, and they have been called to 300 million in a blink of an eye.

Ji Nuan originally wanted to wait until there was no one bidding at the end, so as not to drive up the price too high, but the bidding on the field was endless, but after reaching the high point of 300 million, it began to be 1,000. In case of an increase of 10 million, no one directly increases the number of stacks of 100 million.

Ji Nuan kept staring at the painting, thinking about the scene when her mother liked to hold her and walk back and forth in the study when she was still alive.

I didn't notice when Rong Yan and Rong Cheng sat behind them, and suddenly heard the two brothers and sisters talking behind them: "Brother, this "Peach Garden" and the painting that Grandpa used to like are both from Zhang Daqian. hand,

Grandpa has always liked Zhang Daqian's paintings, do you want to buy this one for him? "

After finishing speaking, Rong Yan added: "The current price has not risen much. I think the bidding will stop within 500 million, and it is just right to control the price within 500 million."

As soon as Rong Yan's voice fell, Ji Nuan's eyelids jumped.

Five hundred million?

The mn group is on the rise. Although there are a lot of assets, if she spends 500 million on a single painting in her hands, it really needs to be reconsidered.

After all, this is not a small amount. Even for a company like mn group, it is not a small amount. Her foundation is not very solid, not to mention that a lot of money is still placed in the company's working capital and used for the company. The stable operation of each project.

She originally planned to do it at a price of two or three hundred million.

Do Rong's siblings also like this painting?

Ji Nuan raised her eyes and looked at the paintings on the stage, her expression was light and silent.

Just at this moment, the auctioneer said: "At present, this Zhang Daqian's "Peach Garden" has reached a high price of 390 million. Who else wants to continue to bid? At present, there is no famous painting in China that has a high price of more than 400 million. , I don't know if it will break this price today..."

"Four hundred million." Rong Cheng raised his placard at this time.

The auctioneer immediately looked at Rong Cheng who was holding the auction upright in the field: "Okay, it's really a historical moment, is there anyone who wants to continue bidding?"

"..."

There was a tense atmosphere in the field.

No matter how famous Zhang Daqian's paintings are, the market price is always over 200 million yuan, and now they are directly smashed to 400 million yuan. They have to wonder if there is some intentional price gouging.

No matter how much I like to collect, but at this price, the paintings that I hide at home every day are not something that I can take out. Besides satisfying my hobby, there is no other superfluous value. After thinking about it for a long time, the voice in the field gradually weakened. Many, no one continues to bid.

"There shouldn't be any more bids, right?" Rong Yan whispered while sitting beside Rong Cheng.

Ji Nuan tapped his knee lightly with the number plate in his hand from time to time, stared at the painting, and was at war in his heart, for the painting that he once saw with his mother when he was a child, for the Ji family once lost It should be taken into account that the mn group is in a rising period, when it needs money, 500 million is enough for the company to do a lot of things.

"The first time of 400 million, the second time of 400 million..." The auctioneer solemnly announced: "The 400 millionth..."

Ji Nuan was about to raise the number in her hand to make a bid, but the moment her hand was raised, the man beside her raised it one step ahead of her, and a low and indifferent voice sounded like thunder in the trapezoidal hall: "600 million ."

"..."

"..."

There was an eerie silence in the audience for a moment, followed by the sound of air-conditioning.

600 million, in the history of domestic auctions, the only calligraphy and painting whose price has reached this figure.

Although this Daqian calligraphy and painting is expensive, the price is still too expensive. Many people in the field have already given up when it was just 400 million. Not to mention, this price directly raises the threshold to a level that no one can dare to overprice. level.

There was silence in the field, and the Rong brothers and sisters did not expect that Mo Jingshen, who rarely participated in such auctions, would suddenly bid.

Rong Yan pursed her lips tightly for a moment and looked at the indifferent back of the man in front of her.

"600 million for the first time, 600 million for the second time... 600 million for the third time, the deal!"

The auctioneer was so excited that he made the final decision.

Rong Cheng's face was very unsightly, and at the moment when the hammer fell, Rong Yan hurriedly grabbed him: "Brother."

Ji Nuan has also been sitting in the position, without getting up.

She didn't know why Mo Jingshen paid such a high price. If it was just to help her get the painting, she would understand. It is not comparable to ordinary people in China, but the 600 million yuan to buy a painting gave her a pain in the flesh.

Hearing Rong Cheng's angry voice behind, she could vaguely feel it, it should be because Rong Cheng stumped her in the bathroom before, and Mo Jingshen didn't leave him any bids on this painting at all. There is no room for him to compete or compete.

Seeing that Mo Jingshen was always indifferent and indifferent, and even after taking this picture, he never even looked back and said a word politely. Rong Yan's eyes were full of injuries. The warm wind is not as deep as your love