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"Wang Cheng, I heard that you go to treat Mr. He once every Monday?"

Lin Shuangxing was still asking Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng withdrew his gaze from the two Japanese people, and thought of Dong Xingwu, who had fought with the foundation-building master, nodded to Lin Shuangxing and said, "Yes, Mr. Huo's treatment has just ended. I still have several patients on Hong Kong Island, and I will go for treatment every Monday."

Lin Shuangxing's eyes flashed, his whole body was shocked, and his tone was a little shocked: "You have cured Huo Baixing?"

"Stroke epilepsy and amnesia are likely to be cured, and it is also possible to be cured by yourself. It's nothing."

Wang Cheng shook his head and said lightly, not caring about it.

Lin Shuangxing opened his mouth and wanted to remind this teenager, do you know how many famous doctors in Nanyang have stumped Huo Baixing's illness? How many medical institutions in the world have stumped?

There are so many people who have not cured the disease, and you still say it is easy? How can those people have the attitude to survive?

Lin Shuangxing was speechless all of a sudden. I wonder if Wang Cheng deliberately acted so pretentiously or if he really regarded this kind of thing very plainly.

"Will you go to Hong Kong Island on Monday? I'll visit Mr. Huo and meet Mr. He with you."

Lin Shuangxing suggested.

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, you, Mr. Huo, Mr. He and others are family friends. You should tell me that this is not necessary."

"Haha, I think so too, but Mr. He has been caring for treatment and has refused to see guests recently. He didn't see anyone when I visited him last time."

Lin Shuangxing said with a wry smile.

Wang Cheng was surprised. He really didn't know about this. He raised his eyebrows and refused to comment. He felt that He Jiasheng's rehabilitation was beneficial for such a safe and secure illness. Mechanical diseases such as diabetes were originally meant to focus on recuperation.

Wang Cheng didn't speak, and Lin Shuangxing also calmed down because there were almost hundreds of people sitting at the auction in a short while, and only the two rows in the back were still empty. There was an emcee standing on both sides in front, and the lights were already on the stage in the middle.

It indicates that the auction is about to begin.

At this time, Wang Yuanyuan pulled her brother Wang Cheng, pointed to a figure on the other side of the right aisle, and whispered: "Brother, look at that person."

Wang Cheng looked over curiously and was a little surprised because the young figure was very familiar, and it was Yang Wuji again!

"Brother, he is so terrible that we can meet him wherever we go."

The little girl Wang Yuanyuan whispered in a slightly unhappy tone.

Because, I met that guy on Hong Kong Island last time, and later in Jiangzhou, this guy came to Wang Cheng for medical treatment again.

This is the first time I came to Donghai City. I met this guy again.

Wang Cheng also smiled helplessly, with a halo in his eyes flashing. He said, "That means he is really destined to be with us, but let's ignore him."

He knew that there would be no good thing for this guy to come here. This guy definitely was not here to buy things, but to perform tasks.

The little girl nodded, and she naturally would not pay attention to Yang Wuji.

At this time, a burst of music started and the auction began completely.

Li Zhengxiang was dressed in formal clothes. He must have been carefully dressed up by the stylist just now. He held the microphone and stood on the stage. He clasped his fists and said to everyone: "Thank you for your support, especially my friends for supporting me from my hometown. Haha... My shop has just opened, and today I will take out all the good things he passed down from my ancestral home to greet everyone..."

Slap sex!

A burst of applause.

Those who come here are either rich or noble, either rich, powerful or upper-class elites. So Li Zhengxiang knew that no one wanted to listen to his nonsense, so he said a few words and said loudly: "Okay, I announce that today's auction has officially begun. I hope everyone can buy the good things they like. Please invite the auctioneer below."

Li Zhengxiang was sent down with sparse applause. A beautiful auctioneer with a good temperament came up. He was wearing a cheongsam, tied his hair with light makeup. Under the light, it looked like a painting of ink and wash. No matter how far or near it, it looked pleasing to the eyes. He smiled and said to everyone: "Thank you Mr. Li for your speech, and thank you Mr. Li for giving me this job."

Fang Jinwen, who was beside Wang Cheng, nodded and said in surprise: "Zhengxiang has invited Gao Yuelan, it's not cheap."

Lin Shuangxing looked at Fang Jinwen curiously and said, "This gentleman also knows Gao Yuelan?"

Fang Jinwen smiled and said, "I have been to France once and have seen it once."

Gao Yuelan is the most famous beautiful auctioneer in the Chinese circle abroad. Her work locations are usually in Southeast Asia and Europe and the United States, and she has never appeared in the mainland. Today may be the first time she hosts an auction in the mainland.

Wang Cheng also heard about this, and he had heard of it from Huo Mingjin.

I guess this person will definitely be given a commission, otherwise I wouldn't have been running from afar.

Sure enough, as soon as this beautiful Chinese auctioneer with excellent temperament appeared, a small high and a climax appeared on the scene. Many rich people they knew were applauding, and many young people who didn't know also whistled and cheered.

Gao Yuelan smiled with a charm and said, "I didn't expect that someone would know me here, which makes me very honored. Please support me today. This is my first time working in the mainland."

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense. Today we are not here to see our President Li, nor to see me. We must be here to see the baby. We will be here to take the first auction item, which is a bamboo painting by Zheng Banqiao, the Eight Great Masters..."

"The starting price is 500,000 yuan, and the price is no less than 20,000 yuan each time. Let's start..."

"Okay, this gentleman bids one million and a half million...once!"

"One and a half million times!"

"Has no one paid a higher price yet? Not many of Zheng Banqiao's paintings have been circulated in the world. Although this one is an early work, it also has high collection value..."

"One and a half million three times...sp...deal!"

The first auction item was sold at a high price, which made the scene suddenly feel hot. The sellers who sold less showed smiles, and the rich man who deliberately attracted the attention of beautiful women also showed smiles.

Anyway, you are good, I am good, everyone looks good.

However, some of these people seemed out of place. The people around them were clamoring for a lively price. However, they were watching quietly, expressionless and serious.

Wang Cheng is one of them, and with the cute little girl Wang Yuanyuan who is close to him, this pair of pairs has attracted many attentions around him.

The second piece, one piece of porcelain, was sold for 700,000 yuan.

The third piece, a Song Dynasty goldware, sold for two million!

When the auction lasted for an hour, a small piece of Yuan blue and white auction finally came, and a high price of 15 million yuan was sold, which made several rich people bidding for a bidding show their faces.

Don’t watch TV, movies, and newspapers, and you can always say that you have auctioned tens of millions or hundreds of millions of dollars, but there are only a few such things in the world. Generally, in real auctions, if there are tens of millions of dollars, it will be considered a big scale. If there are hundreds of millions of dollars, it will be considered an auction that has caused a sensation in the world.

After all, good things are counted and not available on call.

When the last thing in the midfield appeared, what no one expected was the Kowloon Sword in the promotional brochure.

When Gao Yuelan took out the Nine Dragon Sword that was flashing coldly under the light, the scene was in an uproar.

Wang Cheng, who had been sitting quietly, was a little strange to see this scene. Shouldn’t such an important finale be placed at the end?

"You may ask, shouldn't we put this Qianlong sword in the end to make the finale?"

Gao Yuelan's voice spread throughout the venue, and he smiled and said, "But our President Li is so unpredictable, just to be surprised, so I asked me to take out this sword."

There was a burst of applause and laughter at the scene.

Fang Jinwen and Wang Hengjiang also cheered for a while and cheered Li Zhengxiang, which made Wang Cheng applaud with laughter and cry.

However, Gao Yuelan continued to say: "If this Nine Dragon Sword is sure to be true, we actually don't dare to auction it, because it is a national treasure from the royal family and is very famous in history books. It is because we are not sure that there are no accurate results through experts and scientific identification, so we will take it out for everyone to see."

"On behalf of Mr. Li, I will make an important statement here. Our company is irresponsible for the authenticity of this sword. If you like it, you can buy it. If you think there is a problem, don't buy it. Our company is not responsible."

After saying that, Gao Yuelan took out the identification certificate of the sword and displayed it on the big screen, so that everyone present could understand what was going on.

Especially the vague results on the Carbon Fourteen appraisal are strange. There are also several results from more famous appraisers, which are also vague and cannot be proved to be fake or true.

"Isn't this intentional fooling people?"

"From the appearance, it is indeed very similar to the sword that Qianlong had in history, but I don't believe it has been so new for so many years."

"That's right, Sun Dianying is just a tomb robber. Will it be perfectly preserved if you rob this sword? It would be a blessing not to destroy it."

"Who knows, I heard that Qianlong gathered many sword-casting masters to create it. This sword is the pinnacle of our country's metal smelting and production technology for thousands of years. Maybe there are mysterious techniques that we don't know."

"Isn't anyone who can imitate the Yuchang Sword and the Zhanlu Sword now? It's still very sharp for thousands of years. We can't understand some things from our ancestors, so those experts dare not say that they are fake."

Many collectors at the scene began to whisper.

There are indeed many things in Chinese history that cannot be explained by science, so the authenticity of this Nine Dragon Sword is difficult to distinguish.

If everyone believed in science and only based on science, then the new Jiulong sword would have been thrown away long ago.

Wang Cheng was also a little curious. After all, no boy had never fantasized about the sword world when he was a child, and no one had never fantasized about the appearance of holding a sword in his hand. He would instinctively be attracted to such swords.

"Everyone has ten minutes to check it out. There are gloves here. Those who are interested can get started. The auction will start in ten minutes."

Gao Yuelan put the Nine Dragon Sword on the display stand in the middle and said with a smile.

The light shone on the sword, and the cold light shone. The nine entangled dragon-shaped carvings on the handle were very eye-catching, and the carving was also very unusual. Everyone walked up to take a look. Wang Cheng left the little girl Wang Yuanyuan in his seat and asked Wang Hengjiang to watch. He also walked up.

"It's quite heavy. It's not easy to create such a heavy sword by hand now."

A middle-aged rich man wearing glasses picked up the sword with gloves and looked carefully, then shook his head and said, "But it's still too new, there is no gap on it. It's absolutely impossible after so many years."

Then, he turned around and stepped down.

Dozens of people have read it one after another. Basically, as long as they are aware of it, they all think that the appearance is too perfect, and only a few young people watching the fun are a little interested.

When it was Wang Cheng's turn, he slowly put on his gloves and reached out to pick up the sword. The weight was indeed not light. He could feel the biting chill in the metal through the gloves. To be honest, this is really a rare sword. Even if it is not an antique, it can be bought as a high-end craft just by making crafts, not to mention millions. A hundred thousand can definitely be sold.

However, Wang Cheng saw more. The moment he touched it, he saw a purple-gold halo as big as a head in the sword, which shows that it was a real antique, and it was a royal antique of extremely high grade. Among the many antiques that Wang Cheng had seen, the only hidden tripod standing on Wusheng Mountain was more precious than this sword.

After pausing a little between his eyebrows, Wang Cheng gently put it down, and his expression still walked down calmly.

After seven more people watched it, Gao Yuelan put away the sword and walked onto the stage and said, "Everyone has seen it, so I won't say much. The auction starts. Because of its special nature, we set a minimum price of 500,000, and each price increase is no less than 50,000. If you like it, buyers can bid."

In an instant, the scene became quiet, no one spoke, and no one bid.
To be continued...