He scratched his head in confusion, unable to remember.
I had no choice but to continue: "... All in all, this is a rare collection. Who can finally own it? Please bid enthusiastically!"
After he finished speaking, the audience remained silent.
No one made an offer.
No one is stupid.
One hundred thousand yuan is just a small number to them, like pulling out a hair.
But they don't want to be treated as fools.
They don't care about throwing away 100,000 yuan, but they don't want to be the laughing stock of others, laughing at them for spending 100,000 yuan to buy a piece of broken wood.
For them, making a mistake is more embarrassing than losing money.
The auctioneer stood on the stage awkwardly.
There have been no bids, which is the first time this has happened since the auction began.
He was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. He said every possible word of praise and incitement he could think of, but he had run out of ideas.
In desperation, he had to look at Xia Dongfeng for help.
It won’t go unsold, right
This kind of thing has never happened before.
If the last piece of collection really fails to sell tonight, then this auction will become a big joke in Beijing, and Xia Dongfeng, the organizer, will also lose face.
what to do
Xia Dongfeng also felt a headache.
He couldn't help but glared at Fu Shaobei fiercely.
It's this brat who's causing all the trouble for me!
He brought such a junky thing onto the stage, and I thought this guy was going to take out some hidden treasure, so I happily arranged for him to be the last to appear.
It's also my fault that I trusted this brat so much that I didn't take a look at this collection in advance. If I had taken a look at it and knew it was such a broken wooden thing, I wouldn't have agreed to anything.
It's over, it's too late to regret now, the joke has already spread out of the capital.
Xia Dongfeng was so angry that his liver ached.
Thinking of this, he glared at Fu Shaobei again with angry eyes.
Fu Shaobei didn't seem to feel the raging anger from Xia Dongfeng at all.
He didn't feel any guilt about the big trouble he had caused, and whispered to Peng Junkai beside him with an indifferent expression.
Peng Junkai nodded, walked onto the auction stage, and said a few words to the auctioneer.
The auctioneer's eyes suddenly lit up and his face was filled with joy.
He stepped forward and said loudly: "If no one bids for this collection in the end, Mr. Fu is willing to bid 10 million to buy it back. This shows that this should be a rare work of art! Dear guests, this opportunity is rare, please bid!"
After hearing this, Xia Dongfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a huge weight was lifted off his chest.
Humph, you, a brat like you, know how to behave!
He looked away from Fu Shaobei's face angrily.
Although replying to the letter is not much better than letting the auction fail, it always sounds better when said out loud.
What's more, Fu Shaobei is willing to take out 10 million to buy it back, which shows his sincerity.
Xia Dongfeng finally felt comfortable.
He originally planned that if no one made a bid in the end, he would offer $100,000 himself to buy the wood sculpture, which would be a way to save face for himself.
But if you do that, everyone knows it very well, and they are afraid that they will take this matter as a joke in the future. How can you have the nerve to hold auctions again in the future
Because Fu Shaobei was willing to recycle, the auctioneer felt confident and his voice became strong and short.
He decided to make a quick decision and end this last round of embarrassing auction.
"Is there any distinguished guest who is willing to bid? If there is no bid, then I announce that this collection will be owned by..."