Two days later.
In the evening, after class, Dong Xuebin went back to the party school dormitory alone and went online to check the auction information of Yunde Autumn Auction.
Qing Dynasty, painted by Xu Yang.
"Picture of the Presentation of Prisoners to the Pacification of the Western Regions".
The starting reference price is RMB 50 million.
Color on paper, length 43 cm, width 1865 cm. The front volume is framed with floral brocade, and signed with white jade. The title on the outside of the scroll is "Xu Yang's Painting of the Pacification of the Western Regions Presenting Prisoners as Gifts". There is an inscription and postscript by Xu Yang, with the inscription "Chen Xu Yang respectfully drew and postscripted", a seal with "Chen" in red and a white seal inscribed with "Chen".
Today is the day when this painting is auctioned. Dong Xuebin doesn’t know how much it can be sold for. He can’t help but feel a little anxious. Whether he can buy the pair of sky-high pink diamonds depends on how much money this painting can provide Dong Xuebin. , he has about less than 200 million in hand, about 195 million, this is all his savings, but if Xu Yang's painting fails to sell, the pair of pink diamonds will be 100% One hundred land was missed. This was something Dong Xuebin did not want and could not see. He had already decided to buy the ring.
At the same time, the autumn auction of Yunde Auction Company is in full swing.
In the blink of an eye, the last auction item has arrived, which is Xu Yang's painting.
Dong Xuebin also immediately contacted the relevant person in charge. Because it was not convenient to go out to the party school, Dong Xuebin could only listen to their "real-time broadcast."
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the other side.
In a restaurant.
Wei Nan was having dinner with a few friends when he suddenly received a call.
There was a man's voice on the phone, "Hey, Lao Wei, there is an auction company in Beijing that has put up a painting by Xu Yang. Have you heard about it?"
"Xu Yang's?"
"And it's the "Picture of Presenting Prisoners for the Pacification of the Western Regions"."
"Huh? Are you mistaken?"
"I'm also wondering. Isn't that painting collected by your family?"
"Are you already bidding? What's the starting price?"
"The starting bid is 50 million. Judging from the price, it should be an authentic work."
Wei Nan couldn't laugh or cry, and said: "You want to take a picture? Then I have to remind you that this painting must be a fake. There are many identical paintings. Didn't Liulichang have a rubbing technology for a long time? Many experts can't tell the difference between authenticity and fakeness, so don't touch the real painting..." At this point, Wei Nan sighed, "You should know that my villa caught on fire a while ago, right? There is no "Picture of Presenting Prisoners for the Pacification of the Western Regions", and all that appear on the market are fakes. "
"And this? That's such a pity."
"Yes. My old man spent tens of millions to collect it, alas."
After hanging up the phone, Wei Nan continued to have dinner with his friends. He didn't pay much attention to the auction of "Picture of Presenting Prisoners for the Pacification of the Western Regions". In fact, he didn't know much about antiques, but his old man had an expert identify it as authentic. In this situation, there are only two possibilities. Wei Nan saw someone sawing open the villa safe with his own eyes. Seeing the black and gray painting inside, I knew that it could not be restored, so either the painting currently being auctioned was a fake, but many experts looked at it and determined it to be an authentic one, or it was from Wei Nan's own home. That painting was a fake, and the item being auctioned now is Xu Yang's original work, but no matter what the situation. This has nothing to do with Wei Nan. The paintings are gone. It’s distressing to think about it. It’s better not to think about it.
Wei Nan's idea is normal. As he said, there are so many identical fakes, and the current counterfeiting technology has already reached its peak. No one would have thought that a burned painting could be restored. It was possible for porcelain and jade, but it was absolutely impossible for paintings.
This is why Dong Xuebin dared to put it up for auction as if no one else was around. He had already cleaned up the fingerprints and other marks on the scroll. Even if Wei Nan's family has doubts, they will not think about other aspects. It is not difficult to make an identical painting with today's technological level. On the contrary, if a fake calligraphy and painting of a famous person is not circulated in the market, That's rather strange.
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"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. Next is the auction of the "Picture of Presenting Prisoners for the Pacification of the Western Regions"."
"I don't think I need to say more about who Xu Yang is. Let's bid. The starting price is 50 million yuan."
In the party school dormitory, Dong Xuebin lay down on his bed, listening to the voice coming from the phone next to his ear, his heart gradually lifted a little.
"The bidding begins."
"Fifty million, does anyone have a bid?"
"Oh, my friend on the 16th made a bid, 55 million!"
"Any more? Fifty-five million... Hey, over there, friend No. 28 bids Fifty-eight million!"
"Friend No. 22! Sixty-five million... six thousand five hundred and five hundred and five times..."
"Sixty-eight million! Oh... seventy-two million! Is there anyone with a higher bid?"
Seventy million!
Eighty million!
Ninety million!
The auction price of "Picture of Presenting Prisoners for the Pacification of the Western Regions" has soared!
Listening to the prices on the phone, this has basically reached Dong Xuebin's expectations. He breathed a sigh of relief and clenched his fists slightly. Of course, he hoped it could be higher.
Ninety-one million! Ninety-five million! One hundred million!
Dong Xuebin could clearly hear the agitation over there.
"One hundred million yuan! Friend No. 6 offered 100 million yuan! Are there any competitors? Is that the end of it? One hundred million yuan once... One hundred million yuan twice... One hundred million yuan three times!"
Boom, the hammer fell.
"One hundred million yuan deal!"
Bang, bang, bang, applause!
Dong Xuebin couldn't help but slap his thigh, and immediately contacted the new boss of Yunde Auction Company after hanging up the phone.
"Congratulations, Mr. Dong." The female boss came up and said, "One hundred million yuan has been hammered down."
Dong Xuebin smiled and said: "We should be happy together."
The female boss said: "Haha, buyer No. 6 is a boss I know. Every time he takes a photo of a collection, he usually pays the bill on the same day. I know you are eager to use the money. Let's do this. We will call you as soon as the money is received. , it will probably arrive before tomorrow afternoon.”
"Okay, thank you very much."
"You're welcome. If you have any good stuff in the future, remember to find me."
"That's for sure, it's a pleasure to work with you."
“A pleasure to work with.”
It is obviously impossible for Dong Xuebin to get all the 100 million yuan of personal currency. There are taxes and commissions in it, but because of Qu Yunxuan's relationship, Dong Xuebin also got some discounts from the bargaining with them in advance. Throwing away all the amounts, he can He got about 80 million yuan, and counting the 195 million yuan in his bank card, Dong Xuebin's total funds have reached 280 million yuan!
I checked online and found that the auction of the pair of pink diamonds will be tomorrow evening!
There is enough money and everything is ready. This time, Dong Xuebin is bound to win! (To be continued)