Zhou Jun's face became more and more serious, but he didn't expect that even these big shots would appear now.

"Hmph, these gangsters with bloody hands have started playing antiques at any time, and they are so elegant that they are really wearing green onions on their noses."

"Anyway, this painting is from Mr. Zhou, no one can take it away." Chen Wei and others started flattering again.

In a blink of an eye, "The Flute Blowing Picture" soared to 19 million.

"Twenty million!" Zhou Jun knew that the time for him to show off was coming, so he decisively raised the price to 20 million.

Mr. Bai's expression changed, "Hmph, Zhou family boy, what do you want to do in "The Flute Blowing Picture"? Why don't you give it to me Mr. Bai and just pretend that I owe you a favor?"

Qinglong laughed, "Master Bai, wouldn't it be better if you have money to bid directly? It's not embarrassing to use these small methods with the younger generation. I'll pay 21 million."

Mr. Bai snorted coldly, "Hmph, two hundred and two hundred and two hundred thousand."

"Two two million." Zhou Jun continued to raise the price, and after passing the threshold of 20 million, only these three parties were bidding.

After all, at this stage, most people can no longer afford to play.

Mr. Bai's face looked ugly, "Hmph, boy from Zhou, do you really want to argue with me Mr. Bai?"

Zhou Jun picked up the microphone, "What Mr. Bai said, we are fair competition, the higher the price, I am sure to win this "Flute Blowing Picture". If Mr. Bai wants it, please continue to bid."

Mr. Bai's face changed a little, and his old face was a little uneasy, but he also knew that with his financial resources, he could not compete with the Zhou family no matter what. He shook his sleeves and said, "Hmph, I won't bid."

After saying that, he stood up and walked out. Obviously, he had never competed for a junior, which made him feel that his old face was a little overwhelmed.

Qinglong increased the price twice. When Zhou Jun raised the price to 23 million, he said he would not follow him anymore.

Zhou Jun smiled proudly and said goodbye to you, you are gangsters, but you are more money than our Zhou family, which is boring to make things difficult for you.

Meiji, who had not spoken, finally spoke, "Mr. Zhou bids 23 million, is there anyone bidding? This is the masterpiece of the top four talents. If you miss this village, you will not have this store."

"Two four million." Wang Dachun knew that it was time for his performance, so he picked up the microphone and added one million.

"It's this beast again!" Zhou Jun was furious. He was about to reach the limit if he spent 24 million. If he continued to bid, he was afraid that he would lose everything.

"Two five million." Zhou Jun gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Dachun. If his eyes could kill people, Wang Dachun would have become riddled with holes.

Wang Dachun smiled at Zhou Jun and even gave him a middle finger.

"Two five million and two million." Wang Dachun only added 200,000 this time.

"Mr. Zhou, that kid probably has no money, add it!"

"Two six million." Zhou Jun's voice almost roared. He really wanted to smash the glass and tear Wang Dachun into pieces.

"Two six million and two million."

Next, no matter how much the Zhou army offered, Wang Dachun always added 200,000 yuan slowly, which made Zhou army so angry that he vomited blood.

When the price increased to 28 million, Zhou Jun could no longer help it, "Miss Meiji, I think I should check the auction qualification of the No. 1 VIP room Wang. I suspect he deliberately disrupted the auction order."

Wang Dachun laughed, "I said that you are so funny, but others asked the organizer to check other people's bidding qualifications, and you just said that you have no money in your pocket. I heard that Zhou's family is very wealthy and rich, but I didn't expect that they can't afford to play for only more than 20 million?"

"You..." Zhou Jun almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He really had no money in his pocket. If it weren't for Wang Dachun's previous trick, it would be fine.

Meiji said: "Young Master Zhou, we have checked it a long time ago, so we are naturally qualified to compete."

"What!"

Zhou Jun was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that this guy was the highest-level yellow diamond, which made him feel frustrated.

"Mr. Zhou, should we continue to increase the price?"

"Yes, otherwise I won't play?"

Zhou Jun gritted his teeth, "No, I still have two million stocks, sell them immediately." In order to carry Murong Xiaoxiao's long legs, which are one meter long, to the shoulders, Zhou Jun really fought hard this time.

"Two nine million." Zhou Jun gritted his teeth and held on to the end.

"Two nine million and two million." Wang Dachun still only added 200,000.

"Thirty million." Zhou Jun directly added the price to the end. If Wang Dachun raised the price again, he had to give up.

This time he bet on all his property. He was so depressed that he vomited blood. He had no living expenses in the future. It seemed that he could only live by selling a car.

"Okay, it seems that Mr. Zhou really likes this "Playing the Flute Picture". A gentleman has the beauty of adulthood, so I will make Zhou Shao successful. No need to thank me, just treat me to two drinks another day."

Wang Dachun seemed to have seen that the Zhou army had reached its limit. In fact, Wang Dachun's ears were several times more powerful than ordinary people. Even through the glass, he could hear the conversation between Zhou army and others, so he was confident.

puff!

Zhou Jun opened his mouth and spit out an old mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and said, "Starting today, I am incompatible with this thief. Either he dies or I die."

Wang Dachun laughed, picked up the microphone, and joked: "The auction of treasures is originally a leisure and entertainment. Mr. Zhou was so excited that he could spew dozens of blood when he got the "Flute Blowing Picture", which really made Wang admire him."

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter. Everyone actually disliked Zhou Jun, a playboy. It was a great blessing to rely on his father's wealth to bully men and women all day long and do evil. It was a great blessing to see him suffer a great loss with his own eyes.

puff!

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jun sprayed out a mouthful of old blood again and fainted.

Everyone immediately started to rescue them. Five minutes later, Zhou Jun opened his eyes and saw the etiquette lady coming in with a painting, "Mr. Zhou, this is the "Flute Blowing Picture" you took for 30 million yuan. Please keep it."

When Zhou Jun heard the "30 million" he almost squirted out another mouthful of old blood, he couldn't help but angrily said, "Play the flute, I'll let your mother play the flute."

The etiquette lady was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped her, "Rogue!"

Then he ran out angrily.

Zhou Jun: "..."

On the other hand, Wang Dachun came out of the auction house and couldn't help but stretch. When he recalled the scene where Zhou Jun was so angry that he vomited blood, he felt very relieved.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Jun had this day, which was the first step in the Long March. He would slowly play with him in the future until the Zhou family was completely ruined.

It was still early, and it was only ten o'clock. Wang Dachun planned to find a hotel to stay in and would only go to find the collector tomorrow.

When passing by a dark neighborhood, Wang Dachun was suddenly stopped by a group of people.
Chapter completed!