Peerless prodigal system

Chapter 155 A Broken Rag Worth 5

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This Chen Boqing didn't even remember my surname. Am I really inferior to a prodigal?

Li Muzhi was so angry that he left without saying a word.

Without the flies buzzing around his ears that only eat shit, Wu Liang also felt that his ears were much cleaner.

Immediately the charity auction started, Wu Liang chatted with Mr. Chen, and went to find Liu Shan.

At this time, he saw a figure he had known before, with a thin and fair bare back, small upturned breasts, and exquisite ball hair.

However, this figure flashed by.

When he quickly chased after him, he was already overwhelmed by the crowd.

Wu Liang didn't know this woman, but felt as if he had seen her somewhere.

Since he was not an acquaintance, there was no need for Wu Liang to delve into it.

There were quite a few celebrities from all walks of life in this charity auction.

Of course, most of them are the rich and entertainment stars in the provincial capital.

These groups, occasionally participating in a charity gala, can improve their image and can also take this opportunity to meet more powerful people.

To put it bluntly, for this type of people, the real purpose of the charity auction is no longer charity, but a platform to expand interpersonal communication and enhance the image.

Wu Liang didn't care about his own reputation, he came here purely to play with Liu Shan, and take a prodigal mission by the way.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are consumption, there is Wu Liang.

Don't look at this as a charity gala, not a celebrity party, but there are a lot of sincere female artists here, ranging from first-tier celebrities to eighteenth-tier wild models.

The purpose of these female artists coming here is very clear, that is to expand their social circle. After the charity party, they can keep in touch with each other, chat with a certain investor, play and sing with a certain director, so that they can help themselves in the fierce competition. The entertainment industry competes for resources.

Of course, we can't generalize. Not all female artists come to the charity auction for this purpose.

Wu Liang and Liu Shan reunited, and the charity auction started before they even had a few words.

This charity auction was hosted by Zhao Lei, the owner of Gujuzhai Collection.

The 56-year-old Zhao Lei is also an expert in the antique circle in the provincial capital. He also has certain attainments in antique appraisal and collection, but he is not as good as Chen Boqing and other old guys.

Because it was a charity gala, the procedures before the auction were more complicated and cumbersome, and many acting stars were invited, and there was always a way to let the stars show their faces.

If it wasn't for chatting with Liu Shan, Wu Liang would have fallen asleep leaning on the chair.

"I'm so speechless. Is this a charity auction or a feast in the sky? I'm so trapped."

Wu Liang yawned and stretched.

"Xiao Wu, are you sleepy now? Once the auction starts, it will take at least a hundred minutes." Liu Shan reminded.

Wu Liang stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and said, "I'm just here to make soy sauce, maybe I'll take a nap in the middle, whether it's antique or not, it's okay to fall asleep."

"Don't, Xiao Wu, since you're here, just take a look, I still want to hear your advice." Liu Shan's eyes were full of excitement.

Wu Liang knew that when antiques were mentioned, Liu Shan became energetic.

"Mr. Liu, I'm such a soy saucer. There are so many seniors here, so there's no need for me to give you lectures." Wu Liang said.

Liu Shan shook his head and denied it: "Don't give me a sloppy eye, you kid, I'll recognize you, you are more powerful than those old guys."

"Come on, you just worship me too blindly." Wu Liang said.

"To tell you the truth, I admire you, but I'm not blind. Don't think I can't see it. You've been pretending to be rude. In fact, you have a lot of ink in your belly." Liu Shan smiled triumphantly, as if he had seen through Wu Good thought.

"I've always been a rough guy." Wu Liang smiled.

"Still pretending to me, you appraise antiques, you have unique eyesight, and your skills beat old experts. You have superb stone gambling skills, discerning real jade, and beat Song Zuming. I am not exaggerating. With your level, you can become the chief of the Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau Consultant, the level is definitely higher than those old guys."

"Okay, whatever you say is what you say, I'm too lazy to explain." Wu Liang yawned again.

There was a leader chattering non-stop on stage, just like an old monk chanting scriptures, Wu Liang felt drowsiness all over his body.

"Xiao Wu, do you want to take home some auction items this time?" Liu Shan suggested.

"I'm not very interested in antiques, and it's useless to take them home." Wu Liang didn't shy away.

But often when Wu Liang spoke the truth, Liu Shan thought that Wu Liang was pretending.

"Come on, Xiao Wu, I don't know you yet. There's nothing wrong with you, you just like to pretend. You say you're not interested in antiques, so you still have the ability to appraise antiques? You can't scare me. "

After Liu Shan finished speaking, he paused for a while, and asked again: "Speaking of which, Xiao Wu, I heard that there are some treasures this time, are you really not tempted?"

"Don't be tempted, even if you put Qin Shihuang's dragon robe in front of me, I will use it as a rag."

Wu Liang told the truth, just like the last time he dropped a piece of Yuan blue and white, he didn't even blink his eyes.

However, at this moment, a new mission for the prodigal was dispatched.

【Ding】

[Trigger task: The host must spend 500 million to take a picture of a broken rag within half an hour]

[Complete the task: there will be reward points]

[Mission failed: Hulun Buir Grassland above the head]

Wu Liang felt really light pain.

The task this time was to spend 500 million yuan to buy a broken dishcloth. Even if he wanted to buy it, he would have to sell it!

This is an auction, and the auctions are all antique collections, so how could there be broken rags.

If this task fails, the punishment is to head over the Hulun Buir Grassland.

Of course Wu Liang understood the meaning of this punishment, the top of his head was green, this punishment is too harsh for a man!

No choice but to find a way to complete the task.

Wu Liang no longer felt sleepy, it can be said that he is full of energy now.

Well, it's time to prodigal, work hard!

"Xiao Wu, what are you thinking?" Seeing that Wu Liang was in a daze, Liu Shan asked curiously.

"Cough, it's nothing."

While Wu Liang and Liu Shan were chatting quietly, the charity auction finally officially started.

On the stage, Zhao Lei, the curator of the Gujuzhai Collection, sat upright, with an auction hammer on the table in front of him.

Immediately, a staff member from the organizer handed over a box to the stage.

This is a purple wooden box, the box is not the point, it is just an ordinary wooden box.

But in the box, there is a piece of clothing.

This dress is not a modern dress, but a Taoist uniform with a distinct Eastern Han style.

This Taoist clothing is white, with gold and silver thread embellishments on the neckline and cuffs. When it is illuminated by the light, it reveals a trace of light, which is quite mysterious.

"This is a Jinlan feather coat. It was worn by Zhang Tianshi Zhang Daoling when he was cultivating Taoism before he became immortal. I don't need to introduce Zhang Tianshi. He is the founder of Zhengyi that everyone is familiar with. The Jinlan feather coat he wore during his lifetime It is a rare treasure to be preserved in future generations."

As he spoke, Zhao Lei raised the auction hammer and said, "The auction will start now, with a starting price of 50!"

Looking at the Jinlan Yuyi, a thought suddenly flashed in Wu Liang's mind.

Since the system asked me to spend 500 million to take a picture of a broken rag, Jin Lan Yuyi can also be used as a rag.

A rag is a good rag before it's a rag.

And as long as the Jinlan Yuyi is used as a rag, there should be no problem.

Even now, Wu Liang couldn't allow himself to think too much.

As soon as Zhao Lei finished speaking, before everyone in the audience shouted the price, Wu Liang shouted directly: "500 million!"

Everyone was shocked!

"Cough cough..."

Zhao Lei was almost choked to death by his own saliva!

Really frantic!

Those who came to the charity auction were not ordinary people, they were all celebrities from all walks of life, and they had seen many things in the world.

Even so, we have never seen anyone with such a bid.

From the starting price of 50, 500 million was directly mentioned.

What kind of concept is this? This is a tenfold increase in the bidding price!

But when they knew that the person who called out this price was Wu Liang, the prodigal son of the provincial capital, everyone was not too surprised.

500 million is not a small number.

Who will choose to follow?

Everyone was silent and did not respond.

It's not that everyone can't afford the price, but that it's not worth spending 500 million yuan on a piece of broken clothes. If you have this spare money, you can buy a piece of porcelain and jade, which can be used as an ornamental at home.

But this Jinlan Yuyi is different, its use value is very low, and it is not easy to preserve, unless someone who is obsessed with collecting and has a big wallet is willing to take pictures.

Although it is a charity auction, how many are truly charitable?

Most people are more rational, even if they do charity, they still want to get some treasures.

But Wu Liang raised the price too hard. If it was under 100 million, most rich people and celebrities would still be able to accept it.

Celebrities from all walks of life present almost collapsed. If the game continues like this, how the hell will they bid for the auction?

However, what Wu Liang said next really broke them down.

"Is there no one to follow? It seems that the matter is stable, and finally I can take a picture of a broken rag, which is not bad."