Chapter 4671 Sister Nian Made a Move

This feeling made her feel like a maggot attached to her bone, restless.

But she turned her head and saw Elena beside her, and she couldn't open her mouth to tell her what happened to her just now no matter what.

Because it is too embarrassing.

She had no face to say it.

Not to mention telling the object he always thought he was envious of and inferior to.

As the lights gathered on the auction stage, Hai Tong turned around and tried to focus all her attention on the auction.

At this moment, she remembered that Elena asked her that there seemed to be a collection in China that she had been looking for, bronze wares.

But she deliberately didn't contact people in Beijing.

Don't know about it.

Anyway, in the eyes of everyone, she became a representative of ignorance, childishness and willfulness. Don't Grandpa Ye and Aunt Lan like Qiao Nian?

Let Qiao Nian sit here and help them take pictures back!

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A few smaller, moderately priced collections were auctioned first.

It's time for the finale.

Qiao Niancai saw the staff push the small trolley onto the stage. The things on the trolley were covered with red silk, and it was impossible to tell what was inside just from the outside.

But Qiao Nian still put away her previous carelessness and sat up straight.

really.

Following the auctioneer's words: "Next is the highlight of our charity auction tonight, the bronze double sheep statue."

"Everyone, please take a look."

She pulled back the red silk that covered the things, revealing the true colors of the treasures hidden on the trolley.

An ancient bronze vessel was fully displayed in front of everyone.

The light shines on the quaint colors of the Shuangyang Zun, and one can see the beauty precipitated by the years on it, which is displayed in front of the present people through the long history.

The auctioneer also introduced the collection on stage.

"...This is the private collection of our sponsor. Ms. A holds a charity auction every year and donates the money raised to the children."

"Let us thank Miss A."

"Huh la la la." Qiao Nian watched the applause from the people below, and twitched the corners of his mouth in a mocking arc.

These people use the treasures of other people's houses that they robbed and stolen to hold private auctions. It seems that they have become good people in their eyes?

Qiao Nian suppressed the hostility in his heart, knowing that taking these things back could not rely on brute force, otherwise these people might change from 'good guys' to ruthless people who would rather destroy the cultural relics than return them in a blink of an eye.

These cultural relics are not theirs.

How can they cherish it?

Qiao Nian let out a foul breath, waiting for the auctioneer below to call the price.

“The starting price for this collection is $10 million.”

"Now the auction begins!"

With one order.

The auctioneer drops the hammer first.

Many people are interested in this kind of historical collection. In their eyes, such a collection can not only improve their aesthetic taste, but also put it at home and wait for appreciation.

So when the auctioneer asked him to start bidding, the sound of bidding never stopped.

"Number 16, 20 million."

"Oh." The auctioneer saw the new number plate held up again: "Mr. No. 11 offered 35 million."

After just a few rounds, the price equivalent to domestic currency has begun to go up to 9 figures.

Qiao Nian was not in a hurry to join them.

Instead, wait until the bid reaches 100 million.

She just joined the auction.

"No. 3, 230 million."

As soon as she made a price.

The auctioneer bids.

There was an uproar in the seats outside.

"230 million?"

"Who? Add 100 million as soon as you come?"

"Those in the box."