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Chapter 755 Dude, I've always thought you were pretty frugal, but you're being so generous today?!

Auctions at cocktail parties differ from traditional auctions. Instead of bidding with paddles, a series of display tables are set up in a specific area of ​​the banquet hall, showcasing the auction items.

For example, a bottle of signed red wine, a piece of art, etc. Next to each auction item, there will be a "bid list". Guests can move around and browse the auction items freely. If they are interested in a certain item, they can write their name and bid amount on the bid list.

The entire process continues within the allotted auction time. Guests can return at any time to check if anyone has placed a higher bid and decide whether to place another bid.

Ultimately, the highest bidder wins.

After Ms. Josephine Siao, the initiator of the cocktail party, made a few more remarks, a waiter unveiled the red silk cloth on the display table against the wall, revealing today's auction items to the guests, who all stepped forward to admire them with great interest.

两人也端着酒杯走上前去。东西可以说是琳琅满目：一枚理查德·米勒RM 011腕表、而一组1982年的拉菲古堡干红还有同年份六支原木箱、赵无极2003年的石版画《无题》.底价也在15万到100万港币不等。

Qin Feng casually picked up a bidding list, chuckled, and handed it to Fang Qingye: "Look, a bottle of 1945 Romanée-Conti, the starting price was only 30, but it's already been inflated to 180 million. These people, when they smell good wine, they're much more enthusiastic about doing good deeds than usual."

"You like drinking too? Why don't you buy a couple of drinks to take home?" Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"I like drinking, but I don't like rare wines." Qin Feng said, looking around. Suddenly, he walked up to a bidding screen, looked at the bidding list, quickly wrote down a price, and said to Fang Qingye with a smile.

Yoshitomo Nara's woodblock print "The Sleepless Doll" started at 15 yuan, but has now been resold for 40 yuan. It's not expensive to buy one.

"Why did you buy this?" Fang Qingye asked in surprise.

"Give it to my girlfriend."

I @#￥%￥%……

Fang Qingye was speechless for a moment; this guy was indeed willing to invest in picking up girls.

"Dude, you should pick one too. It's not good to go empty-handed tonight," Qin Feng reminded him.

Fang Qingye was of course not interested in famous wines or watches, but in the end she found a set of sweet white glazed tea set quite nice. The set included a teapot, a fairness pitcher, eight teacups, and a tea tray. The set was complete, uniform, and harmonious.

The glaze is a top-grade sweet white glaze, warm and jade-like, elegant and noble. Upon closer inspection, it is found that the orchid is subtly engraved with a knife instead of a brush, and the pattern is simple and graceful.

Fang Qingye then looked at the exquisite instruction manual next to her. It turned out to be a work by the late Jingdezhen ceramic art master Wang Xiliang.

"Hmm, not bad." Fang Qingye was quite satisfied.

Looking at the bidding list next to it, the starting price was 40, but it has now been driven up to 100 million.

Fang Qingye thought for a moment, then wrote her name and bid 200 million below.

"Hey buddy, I've always thought you were pretty frugal, but you're being so generous today?!" Qin Feng exclaimed in surprise.

frugal?

Why does this sound a bit harsh to me?
Indeed, Fang Qingye is not particularly concerned about anything else in life except for tea and fishing tackle.

Bai Ou replaced her original Mercedes-Benz C200 with a BMW 7 Series 760Li, but she still owns the same Mercedes-Benz, and only one, unlike Qin Feng who has a whole bunch of sports cars.

Fang Qingye glared at him and said, "It's a charity auction today, so spending a little more is fine, right? Besides, I like it." Qin Feng was speechless. He couldn't believe that a tea set was worth 200 million.

The charity auction drew to a close amidst soothing music and the quiet conversations of the guests. An elegantly dressed auctioneer stepped onto a small stage, and waiters began to systematically collect the bidding slips from the various display tables.

After a brief tally, the auctioneer, holding the final results, announced with a smile: "Distinguished guests, thank you for your generous donations and strong support for this charitable cause. Now, I will announce the final owners of some of tonight's auction items."

As names and hammer prices were announced, rounds of applause erupted in the room. Many familiar names and companies appeared on the list, showcasing the impressive financial strength of the attendees.

"The Richard Mille RM 011 watch was won by Mr. Li Changxi, Director of Cheung Kong Holdings, for HK$2.2 million!" This third-generation member of the Li family, with his consistently accurate investment vision, has set his sights on this watch with great appreciation potential, attracting everyone's attention.

"Mr. Qin Feng won the bid for Yoshitomo Nara's woodblock print 'The Sleepless Doll' for HK$480,000!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng proudly raised his wine glass towards Fang Qingye.

"Zao Wou-Ki's lithograph 'Untitled' was won by Mr. Cheng Chi-Pang, Vice President of New World Development, for HK$1.6 million!" The Cheng family's son has always been active in art collecting, so this result was expected by everyone.

"Next up is a set of tea utensils with a sweet white glaze and incised orchid design, a posthumous work by the late master Wang Xiliang..."

At this point, the auctioneer paused slightly, seemingly to confirm the number, before continuing with a slightly surprised tone: "Mr. Fang Qingye has won the bid for two million Hong Kong dollars! Congratulations, Mr. Fang!"

"Wow—"

A round of applause, slightly more enthusiastic than before, erupted from the audience, interspersed with hushed murmurs. Many people turned their gaze toward Fang Qingye.

This price even surpassed that of the Zao Wou-Ki print that Zheng Zhipeng purchased, and was comparable to the price of the luxury watch that Li Changxi acquired. The fact that a tea set fetched such a high price has caused many guests who hadn't initially paid much attention to it to re-evaluate the seemingly unassuming Mr. Fang.

Qin Feng nudged Fang Qingye with his elbow, lowered his voice, and said with a mix of teasing and seriousness, "Not bad. Dude, you've been keeping a low profile! The Li and Zheng families were bidding on really good stuff, but your tea set managed to stand out from the crowd and is almost as popular as theirs. Looks like you're the 'charity dark horse' tonight."

Fang Qingye smiled, "Master Wang Xiliang's masterpiece is rare. This tea set is complete in form, and the glaze and carving are top-notch. It has both artistic and collectible value. The key is..."

He paused, glanced at Qin Feng, and said, "I genuinely think it's worth the price, and it also helps with charity, so why not?"

He took a sip of his drink and continued, "It's more practical than someone spending hundreds of thousands on a print just to please who knows which girlfriend they've had yet."

"Hey! I don't like what you're saying..." Qin Feng was about to retort when he was interrupted by Ms. Xiao Fangfang, who had walked over.

“Mr. Fang, Mr. Qin.” Xiao Fangfang smiled gently and personally expressed her gratitude to Fang Qingye. “Mr. Fang, thank you very much for your generous support of this charity gala. It is fate that this tea set has met an owner like you who understands and cherishes it.”

"Ms. Xiao, you're too kind. It is your kindness that has given us the opportunity to contribute our love and care," Fang Qingye said with a slight smile.

The auction concluded successfully, and the guests continued to enjoy the fine wine and music. After Fang Qingye completed the transaction formalities, the warm and lustrous white glazed tea set was carefully packaged and delivered to him.

"Two million... When I get back, I'll have to taste the tea you brewed with those two million tea sets. I'll see what kind of heavenly flavor it is."

"You'll enjoy it right away!" Fang Qingye chuckled softly. "We're having an after-party later, and we'll use this."

"Wow, that was brilliant! That move was so subtle and seamless, it was like a perfect performance!" Qin Feng patted Fang Qingye's shoulder forcefully, as if to say, "I understand."

shit
In your eyes, everything is just showing off?
(End of this chapter)