The matter between Qian Kang and Lin Xue was just a small episode and it passed quickly.

When they were making a fuss, the auction had not started yet, and many people with identities had not arrived, so they did not cause much wave.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, the auction officially began.

The hall, which can accommodate more than 300 people, is full of people at this moment. Today, a total of 17 collections were auctioned, each of which is carefully selected and valuable.

"Mr. Chu, if you have a baby you like, why don't you tell me. I'll ask my subordinates to keep it for you?" Qi Dacheng said, trying his best to win over his relationship with Chu Feng.

Chu Feng just waved his hand and politely declined his kindness.

He came to participate in the auction and just joined in the fun. The ultimate goal was just the land in the center of Yanjing.

Of course, most of the people participating in the auction today come with this purpose.

After an excited and passionate opening remark, an auctioneer exhibited the first collection, a landscape painting from the famous calligraphy and painting master Zhang Daqian.

The scene was suddenly filled with excitement. Unexpectedly, it was the opening color. The first collection was so precious, so there must be good products behind it. This time it was not in vain.

"This landscape painting is rich in ink and heavy workmanship, exquisite painting skills and amazing. I believe that all the guests of Master Zhang Daqian are extremely familiar with it. This is a famous master of calligraphy and painting in our country. His works are rare and excellent, both in the art field and in the collection value."

"The bottom price is 10 million, and each price increase is no less than 500,000 yuan. Now you start bidding!"

The auctioneer shouted excitedly and began the auction process.

"One thousand one million!"

"One thousand two million!"

"Five million!"

The audience quickly increased the price and started to compete with each other. The landscape painting quickly soared to a price of 25 million.

Zhang Daqian’s original works are such exquisite landscape paintings, with great market collection value, and you can earn it if you buy them!

"Thirty million!"

At this moment, a man in a suit and ties looked arrogant, crossing his legs and lazily raised the sign.

Everyone at the scene immediately gasped and looked at the man countless times.

The man stood up proudly, he bowed with a smile and said, "My friends, please introduce yourself. I am Jinhui, the 9th Thousand Years old housekeeper of the Wu League. He likes this calligraphy and painting. Jiu Qiansui is very much. Please give me some thin faces."

Having said that, his tone was full of high spirits and arrogant, as if he ordered everyone not to increase the price.

The scene started to talk in an instant:

"Oh my God, it's actually the 9,000-year-old housekeeper. Has he intervened?"

"This Jinhui is amazing. This is the spokesperson of Jiu Qiansui outside. Where can I not give me some thinness?"

"Forget it, just a painting, just be filial to nine thousand years old."

The scene was silent and no one raised the price.

Although Qi Dacheng was a little depressed, he expected that this painting would reach 40 million, but due to the strong background of the Martial Alliance, he had to give up.

A mere ten million yuan will bring you the favor of the Wu League's Nine Thousand Years. This money is worth it!

Qi Dacheng winked at the auctioneer and suggested that the deal was almost ready-

Jinhui was even more contented. He raised his legs and crossed his legs, making him extremely leisurely.

Sure enough, the golden sign of the Wu League is extremely useful. Any time you raise the banner of the Wu League, who dares not give face?
Chapter completed!