Chapter 199: Yuanjia Road is narrow
In this afternoon, Zhao Xiaoying, who had just returned from the middle of the week, gave the tofu aura, and Kong Ziliang called.
"Brother Zhou, do you have time tonight?" Kong Ziliang asked with a big smile, looking in a good mood.
"Is there anything wrong with Brother Kong?" Zhou Zhong asked in confusion. Now Kong Shao has no problems with his body. I don't know what else Kong Ziliang wants to do with himself.
Kong Ziliang said with a smile: "Brother Zhou, don't you want to sit on a Danding tripod? I already have a look. There is an antique auction tonight, including a Danding tripod, which seems to be passed down from the Tang and Song Dynasties. Brother Zhou, do you want to take a look together?"
As soon as Zhou Zhong heard that there was the whereabouts of the pill cauldron, he immediately agreed. Although he has now entered the second level of the Qi training period and did not use the Guyuan Pill, he still needs to buy a pill cauldron to refine the pill.
At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Kong Ziliang sent a car to the apartment to pick him up in the middle of the week. He drove for more than an hour to a high-end clubhouse by the Pujiang River.
This clubhouse is gorgeously decorated and well guarded. At first glance, it looks like a high-end clubhouse that is not open to outsiders. Generally, this kind of clubhouse can only be entered by local upper-class figures, and ordinary people are not eligible to come here even if they have money.
Kong Ziliang had been waiting for the middle of the week in the lobby of the club for a long time, and people who came and went to greet Kong Ziliang politely. Kong Ziliang's identity is extraordinary. In the business world, he is a well-known entrepreneur in China Shipping, worth tens of billions.
In addition to being rich, they also knew that Kong Ziliang was the sect master of the Confucian family and the power of one of the three largest gangs in China Sea. Who would dare to offend him?
When Kong Ziliang saw the arrival of the middle of the week, he immediately got up from the sofa, walked to the middle of the week and laughed enthusiastically: "Brother Zhou, you can count it!"
He said that he gave Zhou Zhong a big hug, and all eyes in the hall immediately fell on Zhou Zhong, with shocked expressions in his eyes. Who is this young man? No one knew him, he seemed to be short-sighted, dressed in ordinary clothes, he was just a passerby on the street, but how could Kong Ziliang be so polite to him?
Everyone couldn't help secretly guessing about the identity of Midweek, and at the same time, they thought that they would never offend this lord, otherwise, seeing Kong Ziliang's posture, they would definitely not give up.
At this moment, a hula la in the clubhouse walked into a group of people, all black suit bodyguards, and the woman headed by them instantly became the focus of the audience.
With a beautiful face, a cold temperament, and a hot body, any man can't help but look straight in front of her. But everyone did not dare to think about her, unless it was desperate.
"Damn, it's interesting now. Recently, the Qingying Gang and Kong Men have been fighting hard, but Zhu Qingyi and Kong Ziliang met here."
Many people whispered.
Zhu Qingyi also saw Kong Ziliang at this time. The two people's eyes were full of fierce anger. In the past few days, both sides had suffered heavy casualties, but neither of them would stop, nor could they stop.
However, when Zhu Qingyi saw Zhou Zhong next to Kong Ziliang, the anger in his eyes suddenly became more vigorous, his teeth creaked and creaked, and he wanted to rush to kill Zhou Zhong immediately.
Feeling his nose in the middle of the week, he suddenly smiled bitterly. This is really a narrow road for Yuanjia.
Looking at Zhou Zhong and Kong Ziliang viciously, there was nothing in Zhu Qingyi, walking towards the clubhouse with those attractive long legs.
Kong Ziliang immediately asked Zhou Zhong with a smirk: "Brother Zhou, the gift I gave you is not bad, isn't it?"
When I mentioned it, I got angry in the middle of the week, and said angrily: "Brother Kong, the gift is a good gift, but you didn't give it like that. If she kills me, I will find someone to make sense."
"Hahaha!" Kong Ziliang also laughed awkwardly. Later, he thought that this thing was really wrong. Fortunately, it was fine in the middle of the week. If Zhu Qingyi woke up and killed the middle of the week, he really Faceless facing the middle of the week.
"Brother Zhou, let's go, let's go to the auction house." Kong Ziliang turned around and led midweek to the auction house in the clubhouse.
This clubhouse is quite large. On the second floor of the clubhouse, there is an auction area of more than 500 square meters, which is a bit like a movie theater, with rows of sofas and a booth in front. But here is much more luxurious than the movie theater. The sofas are made of leather and are very soft to sit on. Next to each sofa, there is a beautiful lady in professional attire serving her and serving tea and pouring water. Many rich old men who are all over fat and thankful will sit in a serious manner, and then eat the waitress' tofu with one hand from time to time and touch them up and down.
As soon as Zhou Zhong came in, she saw Zhu Qingyi not far away, but she did not expect that she was also here to participate in the auction. Seeing Zhou Zhong came in, Zhu Qingyi narrowed her eyes, her eyes full of cold murderous intent.
Knowing midweek, this girl must hate herself to death.
Not long after the auction started, each lot was brought up for auction. I looked at it in the middle of the week, and there are really many good things. But in the middle of the week, I was not interested in buying, because these things are too expensive.
Auctions are games that can only be played by the rich, because everything is sold at more than twice the market price, and some are even five or six times more expensive. But there is no way. Who makes these people rich? What they play is fun, and they don't care whether they are expensive or not.
It's like I just took a calligraphy and painting of a celebrity from the Qing Dynasty. I bought it on the antique street. Even if the owner is dark, it will cost more than half a million, but here it was actually auctioned for 2.2 million!
Soon after five or six auctions, a watermelon-sized Danding was finally brought up.
The master of ceremonies smiled and said, "Next, our auction is very interesting. It is a Danding from the Tang and Song Dynasties. We rarely see this kind of objects because everyone seems to have no habit of being Taoist priests, haha. But I do. Let’s not hide it from everyone, this pill tripod was unearthed from a cave of an emperor of the Tang Dynasty, so it is very valuable."
The emcee said with a little joke.
But what he said is right. These rich people like to collect calligraphy, painting, porcelain, or jade jewelry, at most they collect some precious furniture and bronzes from the Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States period, like this kind of Danding. It's not pretty, and it doesn't have much collection value.
The emcee saw that everyone was not very interested in this lot, so he didn't buy a lawsuit, and directly quoted: "The starting price is five million."
"Five-and-a-half million." At this moment, a young man in front opened his mouth to bid.
"Five hundred and seven hundred thousand." Another middle-aged man followed.
"Six million."
...
"Six hundred and seven hundred thousand." In a short while, Dan Ding was called 6.7 million. In any case, it was from the tomb of the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and it was still some capital worth bragging about.
"Eight million." At this time, the middle of the week said, and the middle of the week did not plan to tug-of-war with them, and directly pulled the price away, which would dispel many people's minds.
Sure enough, many people stopped shouting when they heard the midweek offer. The young man before, couldn't help but glanced at Zhou Zhong, and seemed very dissatisfied, but when he saw Kong Ziliang next to Zhou Zhong, he was shocked and quickly turned around and dared not make any more bids.
The master of ceremonies also understood the truth, knowing that Kong Ziliang was there, few people dared to make a bid, especially since this Danding was originally not very popular.
So he shouted directly: "Eight million at a time!"
"Eight million twice!"
"Eight million..." The emcee lifted the hammer and was about to fall to the ground, and then another cold voice sounded.
Starting,...
"Ten million!"
