two months ago.
By chance, Lin An became Wen Xin's little milk cat.
This phenomenon is beyond the scope of existing scientific explanation, so Lin An has no time to take care of other things in the next two months. On the one hand, he silently accepted the reality and lived as a milk cat, on the other hand, he seized every opportunity of sobriety to investigate this matter.
For Lin An, this is undoubtedly the biggest problem he has encountered since birth.
Just like anything before, Lin An never doubted that he would find the answer.
However, Lin An was astonished that the answer was right in front of him, but he didn't look forward to it as much as he did at first.
**
inside the car.
Qin Xiuwen continued to chatter: "You don't know how many places I visited and how much information I checked before I found this clue. Let me tell you that if you are ** this time, I must work together with you."
Lin An glanced at the busy traffic outside the window, and frowned slightly:
"Get to the point."
"Hee hee, it's so boring to talk about it now." Qin Xiuwen has long been used to Lin An's attitude, and he is not annoyed, he is still grinning.
Lin An glanced at Qin Xiuwen.
He was very familiar with the light in this man's eyes.
"Here we are, the auction house is right in front."
Qin Xiuwen suddenly raised his tone and said excitedly.
"Yeah." Lin An hummed wearily.
Tonight's Sotheby's auction house was extremely lively.
The cause was that a well-known foreign collector died suddenly of illness, and his descendants had to auction off his collection in order to divide the inheritance.
Collectors are well-known, and this time naturally attracted many wealthy collectors.
Among the crowd in suits and leather shoes, Lin An's white short sleeves and immature face seemed out of place.
Someone pointed in his direction and whispered:
"Is that still a child?"
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't judge by appearance—"
Lin An and Qin Xiuwen turned a blind eye to this, and after showing their tickets, they were led to a special box by the waiters.
Lin An looked at the surrounding environment for a while, and his face was cold: "What's the matter with you, you should tell me now, right?"
"I found the relevant records you mentioned in a lost ancient book."
Qin Xiuwen restrained his smile, and his tone became serious.
Lin An glanced at him, but didn't speak.
Qin Xiuwen continued: "It turns out that there really was such a race in history, and its form switched between humans and cats."
Lin An thought about what he said.
Qin Xiuwen can't lie, so this record should be true in all likelihood.
But what does this have to do with today's auction
Qin Xiuwen immediately sensed Lin An's thoughts, and then wanted to explain.
It's just that I didn't expect that before I could speak, the big screen in the box suddenly lit up, and the first collection of this auction was displayed in front of everyone.
According to the host, this is a meticulous painting from the Northern Song Dynasty.
The Northern Song Dynasty was the peak period of meticulous painting, whether it was collected
Both the collection value and the ornamental value are very high.
If this painting is from the hands of famous masters, it can be sold at a sky-high price.
Judging from the appearance alone, the Gongbi painting in front of me has a meticulous composition, fine workmanship, vivid characters, and is well preserved. It is indeed a rare collection.
It's just that it has a fatal flaw: there is no artist's signature.
In the collection world, without a signature, the value plummets.
So even if everyone is captivated by the beauty of this painting, they can only sigh.
Except... Lin An.
Since the painting appeared, Lin An has been staring at the screen, as if he wanted to use his eyes to engrave all the details of the painting into his mind.
After Qin Xiuwen saw it, he showed a smile as expected.
"I didn't lie to you, did I?" Qin Xiuwen said.
"How did you find out?" Lin An asked while staring at the details of the painting.
"Actually, I found that lost ancient book at Angelet's house." Qin Xiuwen shrugged, "You know, Angelet has been a collector in name all these years, and he has been secretly talking to some Chinese The grave robber has an unexplainable business. I guess that's how he got the painting and the book."
Lin An frowned, and suddenly said, "Have you brought any money?"
Qin Xiuwen: "..." I came here just to show you! Didn't you say you want to buy it
Bidding has already started.
The base price starts from one million yuan, and each price increase starts at 10,000 yuan.
For a work without the author's signature, the price of one million is not low. In addition, this painting is the first collection, so many buyers have a wait-and-see attitude and want to wait a little longer.
At this time, someone pressed the button.
The host said: "Once in a million."
Before Qin Xiuwen could react, Lin An had already walked to the remote control in the box and pressed the button.
Next second: drop—
"One million and one million times!" The host shouted.
Qin Xiuwen came back to his senses, and immediately ran to grab the remote control with Lin An: "You are crazy, I won't pay for it for a while!"
"I'll pay for it." Lin An didn't give in at all, and his tone was decisive.
Qin Xiuwen was stunned for a moment: "Why do you feel that you are a little different from usual? Is this painting really that special?"
Lin An looked at the collection paintings displayed on the screen. On the yellowed paper, a beautiful woman with a benevolent face was sitting and resting beside a stone by the stream, holding a big orange cat in her arms.
The pretty woman didn't wear shoes, her ankles were tied with red thread beaded ornaments, and even the shape of her toenails was clearly visible.
In addition to the orange cat in her arms, at the woman's feet, there was also a milky white kitten pounced at her feet.
Seeing this, it is actually just an ordinary meticulous painting.
During the Northern Song Dynasty, there were not a few master painters who could vividly paint the aura of women and the liveliness and cuteness of cats.
But... this woman actually has a face that is very similar to Wen Xin's!
It is impossible to describe Lin An's feelings at this moment in words. There is no doubt that there are shocks, complexities, and excitement... all kinds of emotions are entangled together.
only Lin
Only Ann can calm down quickly in this situation and make a decision.
"I must take this picture."
"Is this painting so important?" Qin Xiuwen was taken aback.
"It's not important, but I like it." Lin An didn't even look at Qin Xiuwen, and after hearing someone bid with him, he pressed the button again: "I'll offer 2 million."
In general auctions, when competing for a collection, except for very rare cases, the price is increased by unit.
Especially for this kind of painting with little collection value, the starting price of one million is already very high.
But Lin An actually added 2 million at once.
This is tantamount to telling everyone that this time, he is bound to win.
Sure enough, as he expected.
After two million, several buyers who originally wanted to compete with him were ready to give up.
The host was smiling, and was about to make a final decision, but there were twists and turns on the scene.
A mysterious buyer contacted the auction house through the Internet, and he was willing to increase the price of this painting to three million...
Lin An naturally did not dare to admit defeat, and quickly raised the price.
The mysterious buyer was also a man with a lot of money, and the competition between the two started with a million dollars.
A meticulous painting that was originally worth only one million yuan was actually raised to nearly nine million yuan, and there was even a growing trend.
Everyone in the auction house was in shock.
What is the situation? Is there any secret in this painting? It is actually a lost masterpiece of a master
Immediately, the hearts of the people in the venue were in chaos. In each box, the buyers frantically began to inquire about the news.
And the bidding is still going on...
**
Villa half an hour ago.
After Lin An was picked up by Qin Xiuwen, Wen Xin was actually a little worried.
But Lin An insisted on going out, so she couldn't stop her.
After much deliberation, Wen Xin finally sent Qi Zheng a WeChat message: "President Qi, Lin An was picked up by his friend, but I'm still a little uneasy, can you pay attention?"
The Qi family's influence can be said to be deeply rooted in N City.
Basically, as long as Qi Zheng is willing, no one can slip under his nose.
It was also out of this consideration that Wen Xin sent Qi Zheng a WeChat message.
Unexpectedly, Qi Zheng's reply was sent quickly: "What do you call me?"
Wen Xin: "?"
Qi Zheng: "I'll give you another chance."
After knowing it later, Wen Xin recalled it, it seemed that she had indeed promised Qi Zheng during the day, and she would not call him Boss Qi in the future...
But why is he so narrow-minded!
Wen Xin wandered around the living room for a while holding the phone.
In the end, I thought, isn’t it just a name change, what are you afraid of
Her profession is an actress! For the sake of acting, she can even call out to her husband without changing his face or beating his heart. It's just Qi Zheng, not a problem at all.
So Wen Xin made up her mind and started to edit again.
"Qi Zheng..."
Ding dong ding dong—
Doorbell rang.
Wen Xin put down her phone, trotted all the way to the door, looked at the familiar figure on the screen, and said pleasantly:
"Qi Zheng, why are you here?"
"Open the door first." Qi Zheng gently knocked on the door, and Wen Xin hurriedly opened it for him.
Qi Zheng didn't wear a suit today, and his aura around him didn't look particularly formal, but his long legs under the windbreaker were still eye-catching as always.
When Wen Xin saw Qi Zheng, for some reason, her heart suddenly felt sweet.
"Qi Zheng, why are you here?"
she asked again.
"The last date was interrupted—" Qi Zheng frowned slightly, as if recalling some bad memories.
Wen Xin: "!"
"I won't eat this time, I'll take you to a place."
Qi Zheng said.
Wen Xin was a little puzzled, wondering what kind of medicine was sold in Qi Zheng's gourd.
But she still agreed to go with Qi Zheng, without changing her clothes, because Qi Zheng seemed to be in a hurry.
When Wen Xin arrived at the destination, she looked at the three big 'auction house' signs at the door and was even more confused.
What are you doing at the auction house? Is Qi Zheng going to spend a lot of money to show her financial power
No way, Qi Zheng probably wouldn't use such an old-fashioned routine.
At this time, a waiter in a tuxedo walked up to the two of them and said with a standard smile: "Hi, Mr. Qi, the collection you just entrusted us to take has been sent to the VIP room."
Qi Zheng nodded, then turned to Wen Xin and said, "Let's go in and have a look."
Wen Xin froze for a moment, but before she could react, she had already walked to the VIP room.
Clap - accompanied by a sound.
Under the specially treated light, through the glass cover, a beautiful meticulous painting appeared in front of everyone.
A closer look reveals the fineness of the painting even more.
Every stroke is just right, and every stroke is not redundant.
The most shocking thing is that the woman in this meticulous painting has a face that is 90% similar to Wen Xin's!
Qi Zheng said, "For you."