Chapter 321: Deal
"Two hundred and fifty million." The huge heads of Soviet Russia have just finished shouting, and before the audience can focus on them, the Spanish people over there have already shouted, fifty million steps , is indeed very surprising.
When he heard the price he called, the British over there hesitated a little.
In fact, before they came, they had already investigated the value of this pair of armor. Apart from the special sentiments of the Spanish government, other countries basically wanted to collect and humiliate this country.
But humiliation also has a quota limit, for example, within 500 million US dollars.
Now that the market has been fired up to 250 million, to be honest, the arrogant British are a little vain.
"Two hundred and eighty million." But they are false, it doesn't mean others are false, at this time the Middle Eastern tycoon at table 103 finally made a move, only to see him holding up the sign inside his hand, his assistant has already reported a new price.
"300 million." Hearing the asking price of the local tyrants in the Middle East, the Spaniards here immediately followed up. Seeing the way the Spaniards gritted their teeth, the big Soviet Russians here who didn't care at all also laughed, which can make these Europeans unhappy , It is indeed something they are very happy to see, so the Soviet Russian giant here also slowly raised his hand.
"400 million!" As the big man's tongue-rolling voice fell, the British immediately withdrew from the competition.
For them, they just want to disgust Spain, after all, this is not their British product.
"Bastard." The people at the table in Spain in the distance couldn't help yelling and cursing in a low voice, and raised the sign inside their hands again. This time they didn't call, which means they just added the most basic one million. It seems to them that the price of 400 million is about to reach their bottom line. After all, Spain's annual GDP can only rank sixth in Europe, and only thirteenth in the world. Buying items like this, the Spanish domestic government will not give too much money.
And let them bleed by themselves, to be honest, I really can't stand it.
But if they can't stand it, it doesn't mean that others can't stand it either. The price of 401 million has just been raised here, and the local tycoon here raised it again, and the assistant next to him directly reported an integer.
"500 million!" As the voice fell, the audience's reaction was even more enthusiastic. Although they had some knowledge about this pair of armor when they came here, and knew that the price should be around one billion, but when the price was revealed, they really panicked.
"600 million." Hearing the asking price of the local tyrants in the Middle East, the Tsarist Russian giant here was not joking. After a few people added up, they also bid up to 100 million. They are about the same as the British. But compared to the British's 500 million, I prepared 100 million, and their upper limit is only 600 million.
But now people in Soviet Russia have already shouted 600 million. Although this is an international symbol, just like the domestic jade seal, this price is really unacceptable to them. As for Jiang Hai at this time, he feels that he The sound of breathing became lighter, although before that, Phillips' people said that this armor might sell for one billion.
But that's just a touch of the upper lip and the lower lip. But when the money appeared in front of Jiang Hai, he was a little stupid, and glanced at the person in charge beside him, although the person in charge was still very calm at this time. But his trembling hands betrayed him anyway.
"Go and contact the British!" Looking at the bidding between the local tyrants in the Middle East and the giants in the Far East, the Spaniards decided to compromise. This item belongs to Europe. Since they can't get it, they have to stay in Europe. It cannot be bought by people from the Middle East. Who knows what they'll do with this suit of armor on a lion? It's not like they haven't done it.
So I saw the table in Spain, and quietly came to the table in England. After the two sides talked for a while, the Spaniard was obviously relieved. At this time, the local tyrants in the Middle East increased the price again, and the price had already reached 800 million US dollars. The height of the knife.
"900 million!" Looking at the local tyrants in the Middle East who don't care about money, the giants of Soviet Russia couldn't help but wiped their sweat. The last fat man from Soviet Russia shouted loudly, but after he finished speaking, he felt I seemed to have exhausted all my strength, so I just sat on the chair, which was already the limit of Soviet Russia.
At this time, the auctioneer also glanced at the person in charge below, and the price was actually almost the same.
When the person in charge nodded, indicating that he could count the seconds, another voice suddenly sounded.
"One billion! I'll offer one billion dollars." As the voice sounded, everyone's eyes turned to the Spaniard.
Not sure how they convinced the Brits to give them their money, but now they're offering a billion.
This thing is too precious for Europe and for the Spaniards.
This is the armor of an emperor in their most prosperous period. It is like a piece of Li Shimin suddenly unearthed in modern times. No, not to mention Li Shimin, even Li Zhi and Li Longji's armor, it is absolutely priceless.
If the government doesn't make it clear, then private businessmen will have to buy it back even if it is tens of billions.
Although Philip III is not so awesome, but for Spain, the armor of their emperor is placed in the museums of other countries. This is a great shame to the people of the whole country.
As soon as the price of one billion yuan was released, the entire venue fell silent, and Jiang Hai, who had been tense on a string, couldn't help but relax, and reached the final goal. One billion yuan, my God, this time his own The net worth is really more than one billion dollars.
Thinking of this, Jiang Hai exudes a sense of beauty from the inside out, which is more exciting than doing that.
"One billion first..." As for the auctioneer over there, he didn't shout this time that there was no higher price, because the price was already high enough, so he was ready to drop the hammer after shouting three times.
Seeing the auctioneer's appearance, the Spaniards here couldn't help but raise their heads arrogantly. This price is already their limit, but the money will always be earned back. If this item is really gone, then But it is a national humiliation.
Just as the auctioneer was about to drop the hammer and the Spaniard was about to cheer, a big hand was raised again.
"1.1 billion!" As the voice fell, everyone looked at the owner of that hand. Needless to say, they knew that the owner of this hand was the local tycoon in the Middle East, Dufamen Vihar Mohamed De-Bin Rashid Al-Uktoum.
Looking at the faint smile on his mouth, not only the Spaniards, but even the British felt their faces were warm.
Now is not a time of war, but a time of peace. In this world, what is most important is money!
A hundred years ago, Europe dominated the world, but now, the world is not only owned by the Koreans, but also the world.
As long as they fancy something, although the history is not theirs, they can buy it freely, no matter what it is.
"1.1 billion once, 1.1 billion twice, 1.1 billion...deal!" After the auctioneer quickly finished these three sentences, the hammer fell, and the Spaniard sat back on the chair helplessly. The national treasure just disappeared.
As for Jiang Hai, he also slumped on the chair, with a smile on his face, and he made a lot of money this time.
After the auction ended, there was a dinner party. Originally, Jiang Hai didn't want to join in the fun, but he felt that he had earned 1.1 billion. Even after deducting taxes and commissions, there was still 6 182 million.
Now put it in his bank card, and it will faintly break through the one billion mark. As long as he goes back, those three families will buy the cows, and Jiang Hai’s property will exceed two billion dollars. Thinking about it, he feels like For the rest of his life, no, the next life, the next life, the next life, he doesn't have to do anything, it's enough for him to spend his days and nights.
People, sometimes you just need some dreams to compete in Bo. In the past, Jiang Hai’s dream was to be rich, but now he is very rich, so his dream has become, to eat and wait to die... Well, this A son of a plane with no ambitions.
The dinner was very lively, but the Spaniards were not there, because they needed to report today's events, and except for them, everyone else felt in a good mood. After all, the last piece of armor was my life and my luck. It doesn't matter.
Especially those Soviet giants, because they had already swept a lot of goods before that.
Since the dinner began, Jiang Hai's main goal was to eat.
Although he came to this dinner party, the feeling of incompatibility between him and such a scene still exists.
He has always thought of himself as a dick, even though he is very rich now, he is still a dick. He is a dick. He is not inferior, but quite proud. At least he is not as hypocritical as those successful people. He thought so himself.
"Hi, Jiang, we meet again." Just as Jiang Hai was eating happily and was about to be full, a familiar voice came from a distance. Jiang Hai looked up and found that it was none other than the buyer. Dufarmon in his armor, and his women.
"Meet you again, Du Famen, congratulations." Seeing that it was his rich man, Jiang Hai also stood up with a smile.
"Congratulations too, this is not a small fortune." Hearing Jiang Hai's words, Du Famen also laughed.
"Uh, how do you know it's me?" Hearing what he said, the smile on Jiang Hai's face froze, and the hand that was about to be stretched out couldn't help but be retracted. Could it be that he is investigating himself? If this is the case, then he has to be on guard. (To be continued.)
ps: The contents of the three chapters are the same, so don’t rush to read them in the first five minutes. After five minutes, Xiaofei will change them. Please forgive me, after all, writing a book is not easy!