Chapter 83 [Yuan Qinghua debuts! 】
"The next item is a 56 cm high and three-line seal script engraved on the Qianlong Qing Dynasty. The bottle is straight and slender, with a round ball belly, and a magnificent momentum. The whole body is painted with a picture of magpies climbing on the plum blossom branches in pink. The postures of 12 magpies are resting on the plum blossom branches in different places. The deep and shallow branches, red and white plum blossoms, as well as the bright Ganoderma lucidum, and the verdant orchids symbolize the arrival of spring and the arrival of happy events. "Magpie climbing on the plum blossom" is the most popular auspicious and festive pattern among the Chinese people. The celestial ball bottle is exquisitely crafted, colorful, well preserved, and is very rare among the handed down products." The auctioneer cleared his throat: "Well, the auction starts below, the starting price is 300,000 yuan."
“Thirty-one thousand.”
“Thirty-two thousand.”
"Thirty-five thousand!"
One minute...
Two minutes...
Three minutes...
As the pastel magpies climbing the plum ball bottle was sold at a high price of 490,000 yuan, the minute hand on the dial of the banquet hall also pointed to the number "nine" - 8:45. Now, I can only think optimistically that there are still fifteen minutes left, and time is very rich. Mr. Ma and Hanhai's staff must have a way to repair the Yuan blue and white porcelain.
As soon as the idea flashed, the large screen on the left rear of the auctioneer suddenly turned black, but he did not give the picture to the next lot.
I saw a Hanhai employee with a breastplate trotted up to the rostrum and lay down in the auctioneer's ear and said something. The auctioneer nodded, looked back at the LCD screen, turned around and came back, holding the microphone and said, "Let us congratulate on the 286th for obtaining the last item of this special porcelain auction. Thank you everyone..."
Before the auctioneer could finish his words, he was in a mess, "The last piece? Where is the Yuan blue and white jar? Where is it?"
"Yes, we came for Yuan blue and white porcelain. Why didn't we see it from preview to auction?"
"I'll ask you to come! This matter cannot be forgotten! I have to give us a satisfactory explanation!"
I was stunned for a moment. Isn’t it still a quarter of an hour before it ended? Why did the filming be completed so soon?
The auctioneer was temporarily hired by Hanhai. He did not belong to Hanhai's employees and could not explain anything to everyone. She took a step back consciously. Then, the young Hanhai employee changed to the position of the auctioneer and smiled and said, "My ladies and gentlemen, I am really sorry, the Yuan blue and white can has temporarily cancelled the auction because of some problems in the middle of the journey. On behalf of Hanhai Auction House, I solemnly apologized to everyone. Well, we are not intentionally deceiving everyone. It is indeed because of some force majeure factors. Once the problem is solved, I think everyone will see the Yuan blue and white can at the next auction in Hanhai."
"Next time?" a middle-aged man dressed in a very delicate manner said with a straight face: "I'll let me come here for nothing from Taiwan?"
The red-haired Japanese woman stood up with a cold face: "Today I have seen the credibility of your Chinese auction house. Not to mention next time, I will never come to your auction company again in the next life!" She wanted to say something, but the handsome man next to her pulled her. The Japanese woman then snorted and sat back in disappointment.
Faced with everyone's questioning, the Hanhai staff just smiled awkwardly and kept saying, "I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry."
Didn't catch up!
Still not caught up!
My heart had fallen to the bottom, and I sighed, walked out of the auction hall alone, standing outside in the corridor around the corner to enjoy the air. I simply calculated the calculations, no matter how many yuan of Yuan blue and white can be sold at the next or next auction, after all, the far water cannot save the near fire, I have to bear the 500,000 penalty for liquidated damages this time. In other words, if I cannot pay off the debt, Hanhai is very likely to sue me in court. Then, my father, my mother, and some of my relatives and friends will know that by then, will my parents who are explicitly prohibited from touching antiques not be angry with me?
hateful!
If I brought it a little earlier... three hours, in fact, three hours earlier would be enough!
I leaned against the white wall and patted my face with both hands. Hey, I suddenly felt something was wrong. When I separated the gaps of my fingers, I was slightly stunned. The footsteps kicked and stepped on the corridor and echoed. I saw dozens of patrons walking out of the banquet hall in a very orderly manner, and there was no more of the fire smell that had just happened.
Hey? I was quite a bit like shouting and beating and killing just now, but why did it change in a blink of an eye? Could it be that Hanhai promised everyone any benefits, right?
After blinking twice, I discovered another strange phenomenon. These people did not mean to separate or go towards the elevator, but walked towards the safety stairs at the top in groups. I was so puzzled that I followed everyone far behind with a hint of suspicion. When I arrived at the safety stairs, the direction we chose was not downward, but upward.
Going upstairs? Not going home? Where are you going?
When I reached the third floor, I heard the voice of the Hanhai staff member who had just apologized to everyone in the banquet hall: "Please wait a moment." Through the cracks of the crowd, he seemed to be making a phone call. He covered his cell phone and microphone and chatted for a long time, then turned his head apologetically and said to us in the corridor: "I'm really sorry, wait a moment, wait a moment."
I walked up strangely, looked at a middle-aged man and said, "Please ask, what are you doing?"
The middle-aged man looked back at me and was about to answer me, when the Hanhai staff suddenly said with joy: "It's done, come with me, here." He walked along the corridor for more than ten meters, stopped, turned around and pushed open the door of a small conference room, "...I'm really sorry for delaying you all for so long, well, please come in."
But I was stunned. This conference room was not anywhere else, it was the one I entered when I came!
The scene became strangely quiet, with only one breath after another.
I looked in with my toes, creaking, the door was separated from each other, this time, what was coming to my face was not the choking smell of smoke, but a breathtaking blue!
The sunset rubbed the curtains and hit the glass exhibition stand, and the porcelain jar inside immediately burst into a proud spirit, dominating the world!
Yuan blue and white!
It's Yuan blue and white!
I was stunned on the spot!
Impossible! Didn’t you say you couldn’t get there?
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