Peerless prodigal system

Chapter 157 Can't laugh

One of Wu Liang and Li Mu made a move, directly cutting off 60.00% of the people who wanted to bid.

Although 200 million is not low, there are still people who have taken a fancy to Wen Zhengming's "Green Mountains and Green Waters".

"I'll pay 220 million!"

Immediately afterwards, someone bid again.

"230 million!"

"250 million!"

"It's already 250 million, will anyone follow?"

"Don't think about it, I will definitely follow. With the posture of Li Muzhi and Wu Liang, how could it be possible to stop here?"

Sure enough, Wu Liang shouted again: "300 million."

The bidding price has been raised to 300 million, which means that another group of bidders has been eliminated.

Seeing Wu Liang call out 300 million, Li Muzhi was not to be outdone.

He stretched out five fingers and said, "500 million!"

As soon as this remark came out, many people were amazed.

"Li Muzhi deserves to be the only grandson of the Li family. His pocket money is usually in the millions, and 500 million is already a small amount for him."

"The Li family is really rich and powerful, and they will come with 500 million mouths."

"I estimate that it will definitely exceed 500 million. Li Muzhi and Wu Liang are secretly competing. It's better for us not to get involved."

There are a few old guys who see this matter more clearly.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, I won't compete with these young people. I still have a bit of money left to bid for the most valuable collection. How can I compete with that?"

"Wen Zhengming's paintings are good, but I have a few at home, so I don't need to study them anymore."

"These young people only know how to show off their wealth, and they don't know anything about the art and culture of antiques. Tonight's finale has not yet been released, and a painting by Wen Zhengming has been snatched up. This painting by Wen Zhengming is at most 200 million."

Some old guys have seen it very clearly, and understand that Li Muzhi is competing with Wu Liang. This painting may raise the bidding price to an inflated high, so it is not a wise move to enter the game at this time.

When the bidding price reached 600 million, there was no one to follow, only Wu Liang and Li Muzhi were left to compete.

"650 million!"

Li Muzhi shouted.

Zhao Lei, who presided over the auction, felt that the price of 650 million was already very high, more than three times higher than the original value of the painting.

And he has always been on good terms with the Li family, and the Li family is a big local family in the provincial capital, so he naturally favors Li Muzhi in his heart.

He felt that it was almost enough to get Li Muzhi to take the painting, and he would not raise the price too high, so he could give it a favor.

"650 million once, is there anyone else to follow?" Zhao Lei wanted to make a final decision.

However, Wu Liang's lazy voice sounded again.

"700 million!"

Seeing this, Zhao Lei frowned, and said in his heart that these two young people are really fierce, the prodigals are indeed the prodigals, and the only ones in the younger generation who dare to compete with one of Li Mu are the prodigals.

A painting worth only 200 million has already been raised to a high price of 700 million!

Li Muzhi still did not choose to let go, and shouted proudly: "I will pay you 800 million!"

Already 800 million, someone gasped.

Wu Liang yawned: "Is it annoying, it's endless, 900 million."

"950 million." Li Muzhi followed.

"980 million." Wu Liang followed again.

But at this time, Li Muzhi had already fully entered the rhythm. As long as Wu Liang was asking for a price, he would subconsciously outshine Wu Liang.

"1000 million!"

Li Muzhi blurted out without hesitation.

But when he yelled out, he realized that it had already passed tens of millions.

But at this time, Wu Liang did not choose to continue following.

He said solemnly: "Oh, I almost forgot, this paper is too thin to be used as a table mat, I'll wait and see, and take a thicker one."

As soon as these words came out, there were bursts of surprises.

"What logic? Use Wen Zhengming's handed down paintings as table mats?"

"How extravagant this is! This is an ancient painting worth millions!"

"What on earth does Wu Liang want to do? The Jinlan feather clothes are used as rags, and the pictures of green mountains and green waters are used as table mats. Is Wu Liang's home the Forbidden City?"

Of course, some people suddenly realized and understood Wu Liang's intentions.

"Hehe, this prodigal son has played well with this wave of routines. I'm afraid Li Muzhi is going to regret it. He bought a painting for 1000 million for 200 million."

"I'm an old man, and I was actually taken in by the prodigal son. Fortunately, I'm just a bystander, not an authority."

"It seems that the prodigal son is not as bad as the rumors say, and he still has some cleverness. On the other hand, Li Muzhi feels like being played by the prodigal son in the applause."

Wu Liang didn't follow, and no one followed him anymore.

And at this moment, Li Muzhi is like waking up from a big dream!

"Wu Liang, you..."

Wu Liang was no longer dizzy, sleepy, or yawning again and again, and he replied with a calm smile: "This "Picture of Green Mountains and Green Waters" is too thin, and it can't be used as a table mat. Congratulations, Brother Li."

Li Muzhi's face turned ashen, he closed his mouth tightly, gritted his teeth, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He understood that he was cheated!

From the very beginning, Wu Liang urged that the bidding pace be faster, in fact, to speed up the pace.

In this way, once you get up quickly, the human brain will make a conditioned reflex judgment in the subconscious.

As soon as Wu Liang called out the price, Li Muzhi would habitually increase the price accordingly, but Li Muzhi didn't realize it at all.

It cost 200 million to take pictures of a painting that broke the sky for 1000 million yuan, which is really a prodigal.

Although Li Muzhi's trip was to prove that his financial resources were stronger than that of Wu Liang, a prodigal son, and he was even richer, but he lost his IQ.

Indeed, 1000 million is nothing to him, but the problem is that he was played by Wu Liang.

What's more, the prodigal behavior that he disdained and shameless before is also being performed at this moment.

To be honest, he felt that he was an idiot. He spent 1000 million to buy a 200 million painting, but he didn't make it sound.

Although Wu Liang did not win the auction, he still stole the limelight.

Li Muzhi was cruel to Wu Liang from the bottom of his heart, wishing he could cut Wu Liang's flesh with a single knife.

Li Muzhi seemed to have heard the ridicule and sarcasm secretly from the heart of the audience, and couldn't help but feel even more annoyed and annoyed, but he forcibly endured it.

If it were Wu Liang, how could there be so much shit, how could there be so much hatred, he is not afraid of being bitten by too many lice, and he doesn't care about other people's eyes at all.

So what if you buy a 1000 million painting for 200 million yuan, and the 3000 million yuan blue and white flowers are all thrown at will.

But Li Muzhi is different, he is the only grandson of the Li family who has received higher education, he has always regarded himself as a young and promising business genius, he does not allow himself to make a fool of himself.

There is no way, for this kind of person with strong self-esteem and vanity, even if his face is swollen, he has to pretend to be fat, even if his intestines are remorseful, he still has to pretend to be indifferent.

"Hehe, it's only 1000 million, it doesn't matter, I can earn it back in a month."

Li Muzhi forced a smile on his face, but his heart was extremely gloomy.

Although he forcibly concealed it, there are always a few people who understand with so many people present.

A few old men were talking about it, and they were the only ones who dared to talk about it. After all, the Li family had a lot of power in the provincial capital.

"The grandson of the old Li family was tricked by a prodigal son. It stands to reason that his IQ shouldn't be like this."

"It's said that the authorities are obsessed and bystanders are clear, but aren't we bystanders still getting involved?"

"Actually, the grandson of the old Li's family was not wronged. The prodigal son's move was unexpected. Who would have thought that he would come up with such an unreasonable reason. It is really nonsensical."

Wu Liang expressed his innocence.

This is not a reason at all, but a fact, okay?

The pair of "Green Mountains and Green Waters" is indeed too thin to be used as a table mat.

I am so pure and kind that I don’t like to lie, why don’t you believe me?

At this time, Zhao Lei, who presided over the auction, shook his head slightly, and then raised the auction hammer.

He feels pity for Li Muzhi, he is one of the people who understand.

"One time for 1000 million, two times for 1000 million, three times for 1000 million! Deal!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Li Muzhi for winning a copy of Wen Zhengming's authentic painting "Green Mountains and Green Waters", and thanks to Mr. Li Muzhi for his outstanding contribution to charity!"

This is the final word.

Li Mu's face turned green, what an outstanding contribution, what a congratulations!

He couldn't laugh at all.