The dark brown ambergris is not big, about the width of two fingers, and weighs less than 200 grams, but it is enough for Ye Wangchuan to use as a medicine inducer.
Qiao Nian showed a determined expression and picked up the number plate at hand to bid.
The starting price is 100,000.
There are many people who want it, so the price is increased little by little.
Until the girl sitting in the front row lightly raised her number.
"Two million."
The whole place was silent.
The last price she called out was still around 800,000. 2 million may not seem high, but it is a signal in the auction house.
—Someone important has taken a fancy to this collection!
"2.3 million."
"Two and a half million."
Some people want to try again, while others want to grab the first chance.
The whole audience was pushed into a climax.
Qiao Nian raised the sign again, calmly saying, "3 million."
The whole audience fell into whispers again.
Just a piece of ambergris.
For those who have no demand for it, three million is the maximum price. If you take away the spice, the collection loses its value for appreciation.
"3.2 million." Someone was unwilling to add a little more to the figure.
Qiao Nian turned around and saw the other person looking in his direction. He raised his eyebrows, turned his wrist again, and raised the number.
"Four and a half million."
Once she announced the price, it was the final word.
The auctioneer asked the audience several times, and no one bid again. The raised auction hammer fell, announcing the successful end of this good auction.
"Congratulations to VIP No. 3 for winning this thousand-year-old ambergris. You can go backstage and wait for the formalities to take your collection away." Most people didn't take this little episode to heart.
They came here tonight for the chemist who would be the last to appear. Ambergris was just a small incident to satisfy their hunger.
Only Qiao Nian straightened his clothes and lost interest in the next auction. He stood up and spoke to the handsome man beside him.
"Let's go get the medicine."
"good."
Ye Wangchuan also stood up, his calm and noble temperament as quiet as silk water in the night. He raised his eyes to look at the backstage of the auction house, and his sharp black eyes gradually narrowed.
…
Backstage.
Qiao Nian originally thought that there would be an "accident" happening next. After all, the item was real and the auction process went extremely smoothly.
The other party lured me here, it is impossible that he really has good intentions and is doing good things.
But surprisingly, everything went smoothly afterwards. They first signed the auction knowledge agreement in the background, and then paid by credit card...
The whole process was very smooth.
The people at the underground auction house didn't do anything to embarrass anyone.
Just as she swiped the card.
The person at the underground auction house said to them with a smile: "Dear guest, please wait for me here for a moment. I will report to you and then give you the item."
"OK." This is also part of the auction procedure. Qiao Nian stepped aside to make way, and looked at his back as he walked inside. His tense body relaxed a little.
She glanced at the dense surveillance cameras around her and said with a slight movement of her lips: "...He doesn't look like someone who was arranged."
Ye Wangchuan took over the conversation: "Not only him, no one in the entire auction hall was arranged. The auctioneer and the guests are all normal."
Qiao Nian frowned and fell into deep thought.
If everyone is normal.
What was the purpose of the person who designed tonight's message
While they were talking, the person who had just entered the underground auction house came out, walked up to the two of them and spoke politely.
"Okay, VIP, we have completed the process and will have your collection delivered right away. You can ask professionals to come and check it together, but I want to make it clear in advance that once the goods leave our place, we will no longer be responsible for the authenticity. OK?"