Hum!
This Chen Boqing didn't even remember my surname, am I really not as good as a loser?
Li Muzhi was angry and left without saying a word.
Without the flies that only eat buzzing in his ears, Wu Liang also felt that his ears were much cleaner.
Immediately the charity auction began, Wu Liang chatted with Chen Lao for a few words, and then went to find Liu Shan.
At this time, he saw a familiar figure, thin and fair-skinned with a bare back, a straight little buttocks, and a delicate ball-like hairstyle.
However, the figure flashed by.
When he hurried after him, he was already overwhelmed by the crowd.
Wu Liang didn't know this woman, but he felt as if he had seen her from somewhere.
Since he is not an acquaintance, there is no need for Wu Liang to delve into it.
In this charity auction, there are really a lot of celebrities from all walks of life.
Of course, it is still dominated by the rich and entertainment stars in the provincial capital.
These groups, once in a while, attend a charity gala, can raise their profile and take the opportunity to meet more powerful people.
To put it bluntly, for such people, the real purpose of charity auctions is no longer charity, but a platform to expand interpersonal communication and enhance image.
Wu Liang didn't care about his reputation, he came here purely to accompany Liu Shan to have fun, and by the way, he received a loser task or something.
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there is consumption, there is Wu Liang.
Don't look at this as a charity party, not a celebrity party, but there are a lot of female artists who come here, from first-line celebrities to eighteenth-tier wild models.
The purpose of these female artists here is very clear, that is, to expand the social circle, after the charity party, leave each other's contact information, hum with a certain investor, play and sing with a certain director, and compete for resources for themselves in the fiercely competitive entertainment industry.
Of course, it is not possible to generalize, not all female artists come to charity auctions for this purpose.
Wu Liang and Liu Shan reunited, and before they could chat a few words, the charity auction began.
This charity auction was presided over by Zhao Lei, the owner of the Gujuzhai Collection.
Zhao Lei, who is 56 years old, is also a good person in the antique industry in the provincial capital, and he also has certain attainments in antique identification and collection, but compared with Chen Boqing and other old guys, he is still a little hot.
Because it is a charity gala, the procedures before the auction are more complicated and cumbersome, and many performing arts stars are invited, so they always have to find a way to make the stars show their faces.
If it weren't for chatting with Liu Shan, Wu Liang would have fallen asleep leaning back in his chair.
"I'm speechless, is this a charity auction or a Haitian feast?
Trapped Lao Tzu. ” Wu Liang yawned and stretched.
"Xiao Wu, this is sleepy?
Once the auction starts, it will take at least 100 minutes.
Liu Shan reminded.
Wu Liang stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and said, "I'm here to make soy sauce, I can't take a nap halfway, what antiques are not antiques, I can't sleep properly." ” "Don't, Xiao Wu, since you're here, let's take a look, I still want to hear you give me some advice."
Liu Shan's eyes were very hot.
Wu Liang knew that when he mentioned antiques, Liu Shan came to the spirit.
"Mr.
Liu, I'm really a soy sauce player, there are so many seniors on the scene, you don't need me to give you a lecture at all."
Wu Liang said.
Liu Shan shook his head and denied: "Don't give me a sloppy look, you kid, I recognized you, you are even more powerful than those old guys." ” "Well, you're just worshipping me too blindly."
Wu Liang said.
"To tell you the truth, I adore you, but not blindly.
Don't think I can't see it, you've been pretending to be a big guy, but you have a lot of ink in your stomach.
Liu Shan smiled proudly, as if he felt that he had seen through Wu Liang's careful thoughts.
"I'm a big boss."
Wu Liang smiled.
"You still pretend to be with me, you identify antiques, have unique eyesight, and overwhelm old experts.
You gamble on the stone skills are superb, you know the real jade with your eyes, and you beat Song Zuming.
I'm not exaggerating, you are at this level, you can go to the Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau as the chief consultant, and the level is definitely higher than those old guys. ” "Well, whatever you say is what it is, I don't bother to explain."
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Wu Liang yawned again.
There were leaders on the stage chattering non-stop, just like an old monk chanting scriptures, Wu Liang felt sleepy all over his body.
"Xiao Wu, do you want to auction a few auction items this time?"
Liu Shan proposed.
"I'm not very interested in antiques, and it's useless to take them home."
Wu Liang did not shy away from it.
But often Wu Liang told the truth, Liu Shan thought that Wu Liang was pretending to be forced.
"Okay Xiao Wu, I don't know you yet, there's nothing wrong with you, you just like to pretend to be forced, you said you're not interested in antiques, so you still have the ability to identify antiques?
You can't scare me. ” After Liu Shan said this, he paused slightly, and then asked: "Then again, Xiao Wu, I heard that there are a few treasures this time, are you really not tempted?"
” "Don't be tempted, even if you put Qin Shi Huang's dragon robe in front of me, I will use it as a rag."
Wu Liang told the truth, just like the last time he dropped a Yuan Qinghua, he didn't even blink his eyes.
However, at this moment, a new mission is distributed.
【Ding】 [Trigger task: Please be sure to spend 5 million to shoot a broken rag within half an hour] [Mission Completion: Points will be rewarded] [Mission Failed: Hulunbuir Prairie Overhead] Wu Liang felt really pained.
This time, the task turned out to be to spend five million to buy a rag, even if he wanted to buy it, he had to sell it!
This is an auction, and the auctions are all antique collections, how can there be broken rags.
If this mission fails, the punishment is the Hulunbuir steppe on the head.
Of course, Wu Liang understood the meaning of this punishment, and the top of his head was green, this punishment was too cruel to men!
I had no choice but to find a way to complete the task.
Wu Liang no longer has the intention of being sleepy, and it can be said that he is in good spirits now.
Well, it's time to lose, work hard!
"Xiao Wu, what are you thinking?"
Liu Shan saw that Wu Liang was a little stunned, so he asked curiously.
"Ahem, nothing."
Just as Wu Lianghe and Liu Shan were chatting quietly, the charity auction finally officially began.
On the stage, Zhao Lei, the owner of the Gujuzhai Collection, was sitting precariously, and on the table in front of him, there was an auction hammer.
Immediately, a staff member of the organizer handed a box to the stage.
This is a purple wooden box, the box is not the point, just a normal wooden box.
But in the box, there is a piece of clothing.
This dress is not a modern garment, but a Taoist dress with a clear Eastern Han Dynasty style.
This robe is white, with gold and silver threads on the neckline and cuffs, and it is illuminated by the light, revealing a hint of light, which is quite mysterious.
"This is a Jinlan feather coat, it is Zhang Tianshi Zhang Daoling, who was worn by Zhang Daoling when he cultivated before feathering, Zhang Tianshi, I don't need to introduce it, it is the founder of Zhengyi that everyone is familiar with, and the Jinlan feather coat he wore during his lifetime has been preserved in future generations, and it is a rare treasure."
As he spoke, Zhao Lei raised the auction hammer and said, "Let's start the auction, the starting price is 500,000!"
” Looking at the Jinlan feather robe, a thought suddenly flashed in Wu Liang's mind.
Since the system asked me to shoot a broken rag with five million, then the Jinlan feather coat can also be used as a rag.
A rag was originally a good cloth before it became a rag.
And as long as the Jinlan feather coat is used as a rag, there should be no problem.
So far, Wu Liang can't be allowed to think too much.
As soon as Zhao Lei's voice fell, everyone in the audience had not yet shouted the price, and Wu Liang shouted directly: "Five million!"
” Everyone was shocked!
"Ahem......"
Zhao Lei almost choked to death by his own saliva!
It's crazy!
The people who come to the charity auction are not ordinary people, they are all celebrities from all walks of life, and they have seen a lot of the world.
Even so, no one has ever seen such a bid.
From the starting price of 500,000 yuan, it was directly mentioned that 5 million.
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What a concept, this is a tenfold increase in the bidding price in one go!
But when they knew that the person who shouted this price was Wu Liang, the loser of the provincial capital, everyone was not too surprised.
Five million is not a small number.
Who will choose to follow?
The crowd was silent and did not respond.
It's not that everyone can't afford this price, but they feel that it's not worth spending five million to buy a piece of broken clothes, and they have this spare money to buy a piece of porcelain and jade, which can be used for ornamental purposes at home.
But this Jinlan feather coat is different, the use value is very low, and it is not easy to preserve, unless it is a person who is obsessed with collecting and has a bulging wallet who is willing to take a photograph.
Although it is a charity auction, how many people are really charitable?
Most people are still more rational, and even if they do charity, they want to do a few treasures.
But Wu Liang raised the price too hard, if it was below one million, most rich people and celebrities would still be able to accept it.
The celebrities from all walks of life present almost collapsed, if they continue to play like this, how can they bid for the auction?
However, Wu Liang's next sentence really made them feel broken.
"Is there no one to follow?
It seems that this matter is stable, and I can finally take a picture of a broken rag, which is not bad. ”