Chapter 1128 I'm Helping You

Bill Gates looked at Paul Allen with pity in his eyes, and said, don't let him fight Feng Yu, but he still doesn't listen, right?

Some people behind Feng Yu also heard this sentence, and at the same time secretly swore in their hearts that they would never raise the price after Feng Yu called for it. Is this damn 70 million just calling it wrong?

And they also looked at Paul Allen, one of the founders of Microsoft, with a tacit understanding. Although it cost tens of millions more, Paul Allen could afford it, but this matter will definitely become a joke in the circle, the kind of joke that is talked about every auction.

Paul Allen seemed to feel the gaze from behind. He looked back, and everyone's eyes were very strange, as if there was ridicule and pity.

Turning around, Paul Allen still felt like he was on his back. He looked at Feng Yu viciously, but saw that Feng Yu was happily chatting with Ralph. The two seemed to talk about something funny again. If If it wasn't at the auction site, I'm afraid the two of them could laugh and laugh.

The smiles of Feng Yu and Ralph, in the eyes of Paul Allen, are all mocking him. He still doesn't believe it, he can't cheat Feng Yu once.

This time he called the price first, and as long as Feng Yu raised the price, he would stay silent.

Another oil painting was put up for auction, and the starting price of this painting was only 10 million US dollars. Paul Allen bid 20 million US dollars without hesitation, and then looked at Feng Yu.

Feng Yu squinted his eyes, looking like he was cultivating his mind and nature, and he didn't mean to increase the price at all.

He came to take two paintings, intending to make a gift for Kirilenko. The price is too cheap, and I can't afford it. Now that I have bought two pieces, at least that "Still Life" should be given away, right?

For the rest, the starting price is so low, and the artist's name is not famous enough, Feng Yu is not interested.

Feng Yu didn't say a word, and Paul Allen bid so fiercely that other people naturally didn't dare to follow, so Paul Allen won another oil painting at a premium.

Bill Gates persuaded from the side: "Paul, I don't think Feng is trying to fight against you. You should ask the price normally. You will lose more if you call it this way."

"I don't believe it, Feng Yu just bought two paintings. Aren't he buying all oil paintings, and there is another oil painting behind, I can guarantee that he will definitely buy it."

Bill? Gates shook his head. It is difficult to persuade people who fall into anger. If he had suffered such a dull loss, he would definitely be upset and wanted to get back his position.

but he felt,

That Feng Yu is as cunning as a fox, if he is not careful, he can easily fall into a trap.

Although Feng Yu sold all of Microsoft's shares, Bill Gates believes that there is no possibility of re-cooperation in the future. Just like him and Qiao Busi, it's not normal for the two of them to cooperate, break up in a fit of anger, and then cooperate again.

Besides, the GBOX they collaborated with will be launched on the market soon, so it's better not to make too much noise. This GBOX is the product he used to fight Sunny, and it cannot fail.

The last oil painting started to be auctioned. Paul Allen stared at Feng Yu. At first, neither of them asked for a price, but some people behind him began to increase the price frequently, but the range was not large, which was a normal bidding.

Suddenly, Paul Allen saw Feng Yu's hand holding the number plate, and he immediately raised the plate and shouted: "16 million."

This time he only increased the price by one million dollars, and he will not be so impulsive anymore. It's a pity that Feng Yu didn't say anything this time, but the one behind Feng Yu raised a sign and added 500,000 US dollars.

What's going on, why doesn't Feng Yu say a word? Did Feng Yu give up? Absolutely impossible!

He suddenly saw that Feng Yu turned around and chatted with the person behind him, with a smile on his face.

Ah, it dawned on him. It turned out that the person in the back also helped Feng Yu take the picture. Damn it, he almost fell into the trap and let Feng Yu get the painting at a very low price.

"Eighteen million."

Feng Yu still didn't say anything, but the person behind him started to raise the price again.

Paul Allen had a mocking smile on his lips, thinking that I would not know if I could find someone to bid for you? If you raise the price, I will raise the price too. How much can you lose with such an addition of more than one hundred and two hundred thousand?

Until the time of 23.6 million, the person behind Feng Yu was silent, and Paul Allen also saw what Feng Yu said when he turned around.

This oil painting fell into the hands of Paul Allen again. But he frowned, he shouldn't, how could Feng Yu just give up?

Until the end of the auction, there was no oil painting auction, and Feng Yu naturally did not participate in it.

"Hey, Paul, congratulations, today, no, the highest price of art this year is yours." Feng Yu gave a thumbs up, with an expression of your pride.

"Hmph, I said it would be me, so it must be me. Do you think that if the person behind you auctions it for you, I won't know? The last oil painting is also mine."

"Ask the person behind me to help me auction it? You mean Roddy? I just met him. He put up the "Still Life" for auction. He was just thanking me. Oh, yes, at the end I also advised him not to argue with you about that painting, I saved you a lot of money, should you thank me?"

Paul Allen's eyes widened. What did Feng Yu say, that Roddy is the seller? Didn't know Feng Yu at first?

The last oil painting must be that Roddy's too, I was cheated!

"Then why did you turn around and joke with Roddy?"

"Ah? I heard him say that he has an Internet company that he plans to sell. We made an appointment to see if it's worth buying. You know, I have a lot of money and I don't know what to invest in. It's also the year that Internet companies The downturn, many of them went bankrupt, and Roddy’s company is also going downhill, otherwise they wouldn’t have sold the collection.”

Paul Allen's expression seemed to have swallowed a lot of dead flies. He was completely wrong, and everything was his guess. Not only did he fail to block Feng Yu, but his own chest felt even more blocked!

"Why are you buying oil paintings at such a high price? You Chinese people prefer ink painting or porcelain, right?" Paul Allen asked.

"Didn't I tell you, I bought oil paintings just to pretend. Well, I pretended that I knew a lot about Western art. The auctions I participated in were all paintings by famous masters. Why, aren't you?" Feng Yu With two big eyes staring, a look of curiosity.

The corner of Paul Allen's mouth was twitching non-stop. This Feng Yu was really just trying to put on a show?

You fucking bought oil paintings at such a high price just to put on a show? Why don't you argue about Picasso's paintings!

Paul Allen took a few deep breaths, stopped talking, turned and went out.

He swore that he would never buy oil paintings in the future, absolutely never! ( )