Ruan Kant's face was flushed, and the smile on his face became brighter. He raised his hand up and the whole audience immediately became quiet.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, waiting for his words.

He walked two steps towards the stage, smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked around everyone, paused for a few seconds, and then said loudly: "This horizontal axis of landscape was obtained by me at an auction back then. Is this price at all related to the present moment? It would be better not to mention it. The auction price of this painting today is 100,000 yuan. "

As soon as he said this, the audience was in an uproar.

No one expected that Ruan Kant would offer such a low price that was almost jokingly, such a national treasure-level painting.

Zhang Qingyu looked at Mr. Sun and whispered: "I know that this painting cost at least tens of millions of Chinese coins."

Mr. Sun smiled and said, "After he came to China, he had never taken any major measures. The activities held in other places were just publicity and did not directly enter the theme. It turned out that he had created such a big gimmick. It can be seen that Ruan Kant had put a lot of effort into this dinner. If he wanted to enter the country, he had to apply for such important cultural relics."

Zhang Qingyu nodded and said, "Old Sun means that someone has known that he would do such a trick?"

As he spoke, his eyes were already looking at the table in front, and then shook his head again and said, "But he seems to be very surprised."

What he said was naturally Mr. Shen.

Although Mr. Shen had already restrained his initial surprise, his face still had a complicated look. It can be seen that he not only did not expect Ruan Kant to take out this horizontal axis as a property, but also did not expect that he would call such a low base price.

Mr. Sun smiled and said inexplicably: "Although Ruan Kant never enters China, his power here is much stronger than what we have seen. Such a secret can be kept without reporting, which is not something that one or two people can do."

Zhang Qingyu swept around with his eyes alertly. When he saw no one paying attention to their words, he lowered his voice and said, "How does Mr. Sun think about Xuanmen?"

"They have been working hard for nearly a hundred years and have traveled all over the world. In China, how many trump cards they hide are not something you and I can guess."

Mr. Sun still smiled faintly and did not answer directly. His eyes fell on Tang Feng and Mr. Shen, "This is not something you can control."

Zhang Qingyu took a deep breath and did not continue to say it, but there was a little more solemnity in his eyes, which also fell on the two of them, as if he was thinking.

He had known about Xuanmen before, but because he didn't have much contact, he didn't take it seriously.

Because of investigating the items at the underground auction, he was surprised to find that this matter involved Xuanmen, so he was a little nervous at that time, and Ruan Kant's arrival gave him a feeling of a storm.

Zhang Qingyu did not doubt Tang Feng's ability.

This man was so powerful that he could not imagine.

He has seen the world, and it is certain that there will probably be no second person as powerful as Tang Feng in China, whether in China or in the entire world.

However, Xuanmen is different.

The power of Xuanmen cannot be fought against by one person.

Xuanmen has a long history in this world, and the people under the sect are spread all over the world, and they can appear around anyone inadvertently.

People like Mr. Shen don’t even know what Ruan Kant brought when he entered the country. This is enough to show the power of Xuanmen.

Can Tang Feng really fight against the entire Xuanmen with his own strength?

A faint shadow flashed between Zhang Qingyu's eyebrows.

After Ruan Kant called out the lowest price, the scene gradually became lively.

A professional auctioneer came on stage and started the official auction.

The starting price is 100,000, and the price increase is 100,000.

In the eyes of these people present, this amount is just a meal. Even if the market price of this painting is priced, these people will take it out without blinking.

There was no sign prepared for the present, so everyone raised their hands frequently and signaled to bid. The auctioneer was quick-witted and quick-witted.

Although there are many people raising their hands and the scene seems a little chaotic for a while, he can always find the latest offerer among the crowd.

Soon, among the crowds of people, the price reached five million.

Chen Jianfei looked at Mr. Shen, with a bit of inquiry in his eyes.

Undoubtedly, this mountain and water horizontal axis has great value. Its value lies not only in its price, but in its national treasure level. At that time, the official Chinese government also tried every means to make these national treasures that were stranded overseas return to China.

Now this horizontal axis of Tang Yin's landscape is right in front of you, Chen Jianfei's mood is a little nervous.

Mr. Shen's initial surprise had disappeared. His face returned to his previous calm, and he still had a faint smile. He waved his hand slightly at Chen Jianfei, indicating that he should not act rashly.

Chen Jianfei looked at the painting on the stage again, and then the people who were bidding happily. Although he wanted to say something, in the face of Mr. Shen, he stopped talking and watched the changes without saying a word.

Tang Feng's expression was always very calm. Whether he saw this horizontal axis of landscape or heard the lowest price, the noise of the people around him did not affect him at all. He just looked at the painting and frowned slightly, which was not easy to detect.

When the price reached six million, Lin Mengjia raised her hand.

Soon her bid was overshadowed by others.

Seeing this, Kong Qinghua looked at Lin Mengjia, with a look of confusion on his face, and said curiously: "Jia Jia, when have you been interested in this kind of calligraphy and painting?"

Lin Mengjia smiled slightly and shook her head and said, "It's not that I'm interested, it's him."

As she spoke, she turned her head in the direction of Tang Feng.

Kong Qinghua looked at her gesture and saw Tang Feng sitting on the back of the chair, staring at the painting, turning a deaf ear to the noise around him.

Kong Qinghua's face showed a curious expression, and he leaned closer to Lin Mengjia, and whispered: "I really didn't see that Tang Feng actually has this hobby. I haven't seen him collect it normally. I've seen him write calligraphy and his handwriting is pretty good. I've never seen this painting before."

Lin Mengjia remembered the paintings that Tang Feng had painted in his design manor before, and just outlined a few strokes to present pictures that looked quite charming. She couldn't help but smile and said half-jokingly to Kong Qinghua: "There are still many things you don't know."
Chapter completed!