"This U-number charity lotus is a mirror-hearted freehand lotus picture, donated by Mr. Zhang Daqian, the master of calligraphy and painting." The auction host introduced the exquisiteness of the painting and said: "The base price is NT$400,000. Please bid for good and kind people."

This is a charity auction held at the reception site. The proceeds from the auction will be donated to the World War II Veterans Disability Foundation.

Chen Chong didn't know how to appreciate paintings, but Zhang Daqian's lotus flowers, like Qi Baishi's shrimps and Xu Beihong's horses, are very representative works of art. Even defective products made casually are of great collection value.

Besides, that was number six, the number he was determined to win.

“500,000.”

“550,000.”

“650,000.”

The price gradually increased, Chen Chong stared at the paintings held by the two cheongsam beauties, turned the number plate in his hand, and kept his hand still.

Zhang Aijia looked at him, then looked at the lotus picture, and asked, "Do you like this painting?"

Chen Chong nodded and said with a smile: "Zhang Daqian's lotus picture is well-known both at home and abroad. I just bought it back to educate me, improve my artistic cultivation, and get rid of the face of nouveau riche."

When Zhang Aijia heard this, her eyes flashed, and then raised her hand to bid.

"L100,000, Miss Zhang Aijia bid 1100,000, is there anything higher?"

"You said you like it." Zhang Aijia saw Chen Chong looking at her and said with a little twist: "I bought it for you as a gift."

"You are mine, why do you want to repay the gift?" Chen Chong grabbed her hand and said softly: "Stop bidding, that's US dollars."

"Ah?" Zhang Aijia exclaimed in small surprise. She opened her eyes wide in surprise and said, "Isn't it New Taiwan dollars?"

"To others it's New Taiwan dollars." Chen Chong gave her an self-evident look and said, "To me, it's the US dollar."

At this time, someone raised the sign again. Zhang Aijia let out a sigh of relief and said, "It's so dangerous. I didn't tell you if there is any insider. I almost caused you trouble."

"I don't tell you that I don't want you to be too concerned. This is a matter between men, so you don't have to worry." Chen Chong stroked her smooth green fingers and said lightly: "It's still early now, it's okay."

Zhang Aijia stared at his side face in a daze, turned his hand over, and linked his fingers to him, and stopped talking.

After a while, the auction price reached 1.6 million. Chen Chong raised the sign and said, "3 million."

This was the first time that Chen Chong participated in the bidding, which almost doubled the price. The men looked at each other, the women looked at each other, the auction house was quiet, and all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred were mixed, but no one continued to bid to compete with him.

Zhang Aijia just raised her hand and clearly showed that she liked this painting very much. Without blinking, Chen Chong gave the theater of millions of dollars, a painting worth NT$3 million, less than NT$100,000. Who would be able to rob him of the scenery? Who could rob him?

"Congratulations to Mr. Chen, for the price of 3 million, he collected this masterpiece."

Amid the applause, Chen Chong smiled slightly. The 3 million US dollars I bought on the surface was Zhang Daqian's painting, but in fact it was given to Wei Jingmeng for him to use it for some connections.

This was the first climax of the auction. The next few auctions were calm and the highest price was only NT$1.8 million. After the eleventh auction item appeared, it would have another climax.

"The 11th auction item was donated by Miss Jiang Youmei. It is also a lotus picture. Although it is not a work by Mr. Zhang Daqian, it has a close relationship with him." The host showed a watercolor fan and said, "This is the work of our first lady in the Republic of China. Everyone knows that Mrs. Jiang is good at calligraphy and painting, and is a student of Master Zhang. This is the first work she copied after she became a disciple."

Although Soong Mei-ling's painting level is quite impressive, she is far inferior to Zhang Daqian. Moreover, this is an exercise work, and the artistic value can be imagined. However, this is Taiwan, and her political status is also beyond the reach of Zhang Daqian.

This watercolor lotus fan with a starting price of only NT$10,000 was quickly pushed to a high price of 00,000 yuan.

Zhang Aijia saw Chen Chong turning the sign on his hand again and asked, "Do you want this too?"

"Of course." Chen Chong showed a cynical smile and said, "This is a talisman. With it, you can walk sideways in Taiwan in the future."

"I'm afraid it's not easy to take a picture?" Zhang Aijia's eyes turned, looking around, and said, "Many people bid."

"With Mr. Jiang and Miss Jiang present, even if you don't have money, you have to show your presence and give it a good impression. Maybe you will be attracted by the magic eye and become a success in the future." Chen Chong raised the sign and asked for 3 million yuan, saying, "Everyone is smart."

This time his 3 million was not shocking at all and was quickly squeezed down. After a few rounds, when the price was close to 4UU0,000, Chen Chong raised the sign again and said, "5 million."

His bid with a strong aura immediately scared a wave of people away. A middle-aged man hesitated and struggled for a while, he raised his sign and quoted a price of 00,000 yuan.

Chen Chong recognized that the man was someone he had met in the gallery on the fourth floor, so he raised the sign again and quoted UU million. The man looked at him with his eyes bulging, and finally shook his head, put down the sign dejectedly, and stopped bidding.

This is for Jiang Xiaowen. He has been bedridden for many years and the treatment costs are very high. The Taiwan government is slowly transforming under the pressure of internal and external troubles. The presidential office has a lot of elbows and the expenses are getting increasingly short. We must prepare for the future. Although Jiang Xiaowen is bedridden, his wife is the granddaughter of Xu Xilin, the descendant of a famous family. He is the most socially influential among the women in the Jiang family besides Soong Mei-ling.

"This amulet is so expensive." Zhang Aijia felt distressed for him and said with a pout, "UU $0.00,000, what can't be bought? Why do you have to ask for this broken thing?"

"So I won't let you get involved in this kind of thing." Chen Chong smiled and comforted her, saying, "I can't bear to leave my children and can't hold on to the wolf, and I can't bear to leave my wife and can't hold on to the pervert. Today, I will go in, and a few years later, and some will make money."

Zhang Aijia was amused by him and scratched his palm with her fingers. Yingying asked, "Which pervert are you going to use me to trap?"

"Furn it first, fatten it." Chen Chong laughed and said, "I will use it to condom my son in the future."

"I won't give birth to you." Zhang Aijia gave him a shy look, and after a while, he said, "Our children must not be perverts."

"If you have a father, you have a son. You are not a pervert's child, or a good child." Chen Chong said with a smile: "Food, sex, and sex. The more fierce the pursuit of girls, the stronger the motivation and the greater the achievement."

"Nothing is true."

"That's it." Chen Chong leaned into her ear and said softly: "Do you still remember? I once said that you want to build a big harem. Now, you only have one, and you have become a Monopoly."

Zhang Aijia snorted, rolled his eyes, bent his fingers, and grabbed the back of his hand with his nails.

"The sixteenth auction item below is from the donation of Director Song. This is a Swiss-made Patek Philippe watch with a starting price of NT$50,000." The host joked with a smile: "Director Song is talented, elegant, with deep presidential trust, and a bright future. Ladies and ladies, please invest in the auction as soon as possible. This is just taken off from Director Song, and it still has body temperature."

Song Chuyu's father was appointed as a lieutenant general and had a close personal relationship with Chiang Ching-kuo. He took the position of news director in his thirties. In the "Beautiful Island" incident, he played the role of government spokesperson, successfully controlled the media at home and abroad, packaged the government as a victim, and won widespread sympathy. Therefore, he was favored by Chiang Ching-kuo. He was impeccable in both family background and ability, and was the most promising political star in Taiwan.

Patek Philippe is one of the world's top watch brands, but its popularity is not high. Moreover, under the impact of electronic watches, the Swiss watch industry is dying, and its value is far less than that of calligraphy and painting and other artworks. Although Song Chuyu is very popular, she is still young after all. The director of the news has a lot of power, but she is too professional and has limited influence. Therefore, his auction items are far less sought after than Soong Mei-ling's lotus pictures. In the end, he won the watch at a price of 10,000 yuan.

"You can get a ten thousand dollars in appearance fee after cutting a lottery." Zhang Aijia sighed and said, "If I had known this was the market, what kind of play I would have acted in. I should have been in politics and become an official."

"That's not possible." Chen Chong curled his lips and said, "You have been acting for ten years, and you are still glorious. If you have been an official for three or five years, you will become the hard-working Master Mie Jue. Not to mention the appearance fee of tens of thousands of dollars, I think it's too much for NT$."

"You're going to die. When I become the director of the news, I'll see if you listen or not, how dare you not invite me?"

"You have become Master Mie Jue, let alone the director of the news, I will not invite you even if you become the female president." Chen Chong laughed and said, "Why do I open a film company in Taiwan? I have been holding a bunch of charming women and enjoying it."

"Hey, it's so unfortunate to be a woman. I can only serve others with beauty. I must be a man in the next life."

"When you are waiting for your next life, almost seventy or eighty years later, at that time, it may no longer be popular in this world." Chen Chong said with a wicked smile: "Maybe men love men, women love women, and then you still can't escape the fate of Israel serving others."

"You are so disgusting. If that's the case, I would rather be a woman." At this time, the atmosphere was conservative. Zhang Aijia obviously could not accept his passionate remarks. He changed the topic and asked, "When will this drink end?"

"After the auction, you can leave." Chen Chong raised his left hand, looked at his watch, and said, "It should be almost over at three o'clock. Go back and rest for a while, change clothes, come again in the evening to watch Jin Shijie and the others' stage plays."

"It's so boring here." Zhang Aijia looked around, looked at the auction venue of the red man and green woman, and said, "It's still more interesting tonight."

"Anything interesting is supported by a lot of boring things." Chen Chong said leisurely: "One minute on the stage, ten years of work off the stage. Some people appreciate their efforts, but no one cares about the people who set up the stage. But if there is no stage, what can I do after practicing for ten years? It's not a waste of effort."

"Although I don't know what you are doing," Zhang Aijia grabbed his hand tightly and said, "But I know you are working hard and great. Being with you is relieved."

"The following is the last auction item, donated by Mr. Jiang. This is a set of purple clay tea sets from Shilin's official residence..."

In the end, Shen Chong defeated several competitors at a price of RU, and captured this set of tea sets that Chiang Kai-shek often used back then.
Chapter completed!