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Volume 1 Chapter 475 Famous Movement Venue

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    "Sixty-eight million U.S. dollars?" A terrifying figure that has exceeded the previous price of the Egyptian ancient artifact Tutankhamun's solid gold mask, which was sold for sixty-seven million U.S. dollars.  Zhang Yi also did not expect that the island nation and the American would actually sell this Warring States Silk Book at such a price. It seems that the island nation and the Americans are competing for face. They can really spend a lot of money on this kind of thing.  Moreover, what is being fought over is an ancient Chinese cultural relic, and there are even so many Chinese people watching.  The atmosphere in the venue was somewhat solidified at this moment. Now even if everyone thinks that this auction item will rise to hundreds of millions of dollars, no one will object.  The American looked at the island man quietly. The two men were about five meters apart. Then the American stood up, raised the sign again and said: "Seventy million dollars." Just when the man from the island country wanted to raise the sign again, the man sitting next to him  An old man beside him slowly opened his eyes. During the previous time when the island man participated in the bidding, the old man had kept his eyes closed, as if he was an old monk in meditation. Now when he found that the young man wanted to bid again, the old man used only  The two people could hear the words: "Mitsui-kun, forget it, we don't have to fight with him. He is from the American Mona Consortium. If we continue to fight, the price of this lot will only get higher and higher, and the price of the next lot will be higher."  The price of Chinese cultural relics has increased, which is of no benefit to us. "But we don't want the Warring States Period? This is one of the goals of our trip," the young man from the island country said with a frown, but he still wanted to talk to the old man.  His eyes were still on the high platform.  The old man spoke slowly: "When we came out, your father, President Mitsui, told me that if we can't compete at the auction, we will use other means after we go out." "Yes, Mr. Fujino, I understand." The young island nation  The man's eyes flashed, and he slowly sat down.  No one heard the conversation between the two, not even the people sitting around them. The American man's high price of 70 million finally won the island man. However, the matter was not over, and miracles were still happening.  At the end of the venue, a man with a Chinese face slowly stood up in a position. He gently raised the card in his hand and said calmly: "Although I am a Southeast Asian Chinese, my ancestors are also Chinese. I am from the Chinese nation.  How could something fall into the hands of Americans, seventy-two million? "The words of this Chinese young man once again attracted the attention of everyone in the venue. The crowd was once again amazed and went crazy. They were completely crazy.  However, Zhang Yi was startled when he heard this sound, not only because this Chinese man's words penetrated into his heart, but also because this man's voice felt very familiar to him.  Slowly turning around, Zhang Yi recognized the Chinese man who had stood up and had an upright look on his face. He had met this man in Singapore three years ago and had helped him and Dongfang Rou.  A young man who escaped from danger, Jia Xiang, the only son of Singapore shipbuilding king Jia Jianting.  When he was on the freighter, Zhang Yi had seen Jia Xiang's information in the World Trade Organization profile that Feili gave him. After arriving here, Zhang Yi also tried to see if he could find him, but unfortunately he came  There are too many people here, and this artificial continent is vast, so it is still difficult to meet them. Unexpectedly, at this moment, he stood up and continued to participate in the bidding.  I have to say that what Jia Xiang just said was very useful to Zhang Yi. If no one comes forward, he will have to take action.  The American turned his head, glanced at Jia Xiang, and then said calmly: "Seventy-three million." "Seventy-five million." Jia Xiang said without hesitation. His current worth is also well-known in Southeast Asia.  The King of Boats, not counting his father's background, he alone is capable enough to take this auction.  The American said again: "Seventy-six million." Jia Xiang took a deep breath: "Seventy-eight million." Finally, the American's face changed slightly with anger. He stood up and stared at Jia and thought:  "Young man, you have to know that this lot is of no use to you." "I only know that it belongs to me as a Chinese." Jia Xiang smiled and met the American's gaze, showing off his momentum.  Not losing at all, although even with his father's background, it is impossible to have as strong a foundation as the American Mona Consortium, but at this moment he is fighting for his backbone, retaining the backbone of Chinese blood, he can lose anything, but  Face is something that must not be lost to foreigners.  "Haha, very good." The American chuckled, and then said loudly to the high platform: "Ninety million, if you can pay more than me, I will give it to you." Jia Xiang was startled, but he didn't expect it.  The American raised the price so high all of a sudden. Of course, he didn't want to admit defeat. Now that the American had opened his mouth, this was also the last bidding. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Miracles are still happening.  Before Jia could speak, a voice came from the crowd: "Let me say something"??,USD.  ¡± In an instant, everyone¡¯s eyes turned to the source of the sound. In a high position in the venue, a smiling white man raised the sign in his hand. The white man was about thirty years old, wearing a slightly dressy suit.  With a bright smile on his face, the American took a deep look at the white man holding the sign, then spread his hands towards Jia Xiang, then gave up and sat down, saying that it was not his fault, because the corner of Jia Xiang's mouth twitched.  He knew this young man in a white suit, the son of Sinsky, one of the seven financial giants of the Russian Federation, and the most famous financial genius in the financial world, Vladimir Dasia. He had shown outstanding performance since he was twenty-four years old.  With his financial talent, in just eight years, he used his father's funds to operate in the Russian financial industry and amassed a huge fortune of 5 billion US dollars. In comparison, Jia Xiang is still somewhat self-aware. If he collides with him,  I'm afraid it won't be of any benefit to me if I go down. Seeing the casual and proud smile on Dacia's face, Jia Xiang clenched his fists and sat back unwillingly, "Isn't there anyone higher than me?  "Dacia stood up from his seat and looked around the crowd at the venue. Although he knew that he was not the richest person here, and maybe he could only be in a middle position, but being able to successfully suppress so many people was a great achievement for him.  A matter of great pride. "If there is no one else, then this ancient Chinese cultural relic, the Warring States Silk Script, belongs to me?"  "Dacia smiled again, with a look of harmlessness. At this time, Zhang Yi knew that it was impossible for anyone to stand up, so he stood up slowly, turned around, stared at Dacia, and raised his hand  He picked up the cards in his hand and responded with the same bright smile: "I'll give you 110 million, you can add as much as you want, and I'll double your amount."  ¡± Many people in the venue were already numb.
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