Chapter 69 Earning Foreign Exchange

After taking the medicine, Teacher Yang's mood stabilized a little.

However, judging by the current atmosphere, it probably won't last too long.

He now seems to be in the mood to auction his life.

At this time, Mr. Yang had an idea that became extremely strong in his heart, which was to ask his mistress, Manager Feng:
"Where's the babysitter you hired for me?"

In fact, when the assistant first shouted out the 100 million, Teacher Yang's blood pressure had already risen.

High blood pressure of 155 mmHg.

He and Zhang Yang had been bargaining for a long time over the starting price, but someone shouted it out.

It’s so hard to bear.

Fortunately, there were other buyers who made bids later, which helped him to figure it out a little.

The fact that the price directly jumped to 100 million and there are people following suit shows that there are indeed other buyers interested in this item.

So his blood pressure came down a little bit.

When Mr. Yang and No. 88 raised the price together and forced all other retail investors out of the game, he had almost made up his mind:
Number 88 is his shill.

Some people even applauded the act of directly bidding up 100 million just now.

But when he and his agent were the only ones bidding, No. 88 was still holding up the sign.

And ignored the hints from his eyes?
Teacher Yang suddenly realized something was wrong.

Did Xiao Feng not explain it clearly to others?

Why is he still bidding?

Stop it, asshole!

Is this guy a shill or not?

But if he was not, then where did the person I arranged go?
Teacher Yang continued to quote prices while brainstorming.

My chest is already feeling a bit stuffy.

And when No. 88 offered 500 million, he finally reached his limit.

Take the medicine quickly, or you'll die.

Is that 500 million?

Anyone who dares to bid this kind of calligraphy work with the word "款" in the auction item description must be a scammer.

It's just that he has a hole in his brain and doesn't understand the rules of the auction house.

Teacher Yang bit the dentures that had just been installed in his mouth.

He raised his number plate decisively:
"501 million!"

He can still afford a genuine Huang Tingjian work that costs less than 10 million yuan.

"Number 02, 501 million. Is there a higher bid than 501 million?"

"800 million!"

"No. 88 bids 800 million! Is there anyone who can bid higher?"

"Bid 02 million on the 801th!"

"Bid 88 million on the 1000th!"

"No. 02... Eh? No. 02 isn't coming anymore?"

The auctioneer on the stage looked at Teacher Yang, who was lying on the chair with his hands covering his heart, and felt a little scared:
Old man, please don't die here.

Otherwise, I might have to bear the unlucky nickname of "Death Auctioneer" in the future.

It was not until he heard the director's reminder through his headphones that he remembered that he had not yet dropped the hammer.

"1000 million, deal!"

“Congratulations to lot 88 for winning lot 9001!”

The auctioneer pointed to the assistant holding the sign and simply congratulated him.

The other buyers present, except Mr. Yang, also looked over politely, but soon their attention was attracted to the next item.

Only the assistant himself was particularly excited.

Which working person has ever bought something worth 1000 million?
He turned around, raised his fist and said to his boss:

"Boss Zhan, I did it!"

"Yeah." Mr. Zhan responded expressionlessly.

He didn't understand why his assistant should be happy about spending 10 million on a fake painting.

Mr. Zhan now just wants to quickly buy the second item, then pay the money and get the goods, and ask Director Liao to fulfill his promise.

……

At this time, Zhang Yang didn't know that an income of 800 million was on the way.

He was looking curiously at the guest who had just entered the yard.

It was a young white girl.

She looks like she is less than 20 years old, with a high nose bridge, big lips, real blonde hair and blue eyes. She only wears a black suspender top, showing off her charm confidently.

Xiao Shen stood next to her, looking a bit like a minor. Of course, according to Zhang Yang's many years of surfing the Internet, the flowering period of white girls is very short, and now it is at its peak.

"Brother, her name is Anna, an exchange student from our college's international class, a German girl."

"She is very interested in our school's bronze aging technique, so I specially invited her to come and have a look."

When Shen Yiyi introduced Anna, she kept winking at Zhang Yang.

It seems to be hinting at something.

Zhang Yang nodded, not quite understanding.

"Brother, howl in the mud."

“It’s an honor to have the opportunity to visit you.”

Anna smiled politely at Zhang Yang and greeted him.

It's a pity that her Mandarin is so crude.

I basically don't understand what you are saying.

Zhang Yang felt that this was probably how the cavemen spoke.

The only word he could understand was “senior brother”. He was probably just imitating what Xiao Shen had just said, learning on the spot.

"Welcome, Anna."

"As soon as I saw you, I knew you were gifted. You came here today to learn how to make bronze artifacts look old, right?"

Xiao Shen: “???”

When Shen Yiyi saw Zhang Yang’s enthusiasm, she rubbed her eyes, thinking she was seeing things.

That’s not right, brother, you were not like this before.

You are so cold to me.

Anna doesn't even speak Mandarin, how can you tell she's gifted?
Xiao Shen quickly communicated with Anna in fluent English, and then pulled Zhang Yang aside.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yang asked deliberately.

"Brother, why do I think you want to take her in?"

"Take her in? Junior sister, please don't joke like that. It's not good." Zhang Yang waved his hands repeatedly.

"Hmm? Brother, something's wrong with you!"

"Hahaha, okay, just kidding."

Zhang Yang put away his smile and said seriously:

"I can probably guess that you want to introduce me to the foreign trade business, right?"

"Yes!" Xiao Shen nodded.

"Then you can communicate with her directly and tell me the result. There is no need to bring anyone to her house."

"And with her outfit like this, won't Lao Wang be distracted while driving?"

Uncle Wang? Does he have anything to do with this?

Xiao Shen scratched her head and discovered with dismay that she was unable to keep up with her senior's thinking again.

It seems that I still have a lot to learn.

"Brother, I brought Anna here because her request is a bit special, and I'm not sure if I can do it."

"Please help me take a look."

"She can afford the price anyway, so it's okay to reject her if it's really not possible."

"Okay, let's take a look first."

Zhang Yang agreed readily.

Mr. Zheng once said that earning foreign exchange is really good.

Zhang Yang also wanted to experience it.

After the three of them sat down and had a brief conversation, Anna took out a photo from her tablet.

Xiao Shen knew a little German, so she translated it for Zhang Yang:
The things in the photo are the antiques that people want to order this time.

The photo looks like a re-image of an archaeological site.

A bronze sword was buried in the pile of earth that looked like corpses.

Zhang Yang held it in his hand and looked at it for a moment, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

“Is this the one that was dug up in Germany last year?”

"Yes, Mom dug it."

???

Zhang Yang looked at Shen Yiyi in confusion:

"Junior sister, is there something wrong with your translation? Don't play the joke about my mother giving birth to me at this time!"

"I'm not kidding." Xiao Shen said innocently, "It was really dug up by Anna's mother!"

(End of this chapter)