Chapter 280

Alexander's office is in a mess, everything that can be smashed has been smashed, no, even one thing is intact.

Alexander sat on the sofa, panting heavily, looking up at the ceiling, like a dead fish, without any energy at all, he knew that this time he was really finished, there was no room for manoeuvre, he couldn't take it When it came to the plate of chaozhu in the woman's hand, the last hope was dashed.

How can it be like this?

How can a good auction be reduced to the present level?

Alexander really couldn't understand this problem. He arranged for the company to hold many auctions all over the world every year. In some important cities, the auctions are held at a fixed time each year, which is a routine auction. The chapter can be followed, it is impossible to go wrong. For example, this is the 10th time to hold an auction in this city. There has never been any problem before. What happened this time?

Alexander pondered for a long time, and slowly figured out the ins and outs of the whole thing. It was all related to Song Yun. The tragedy started when Song Yun picked up a silver coin at the stall organized by the auction company. Clean up, Song Yun's voice appeared at all stages of the entire auction. Every time it appeared, it would cause trouble. For example, during the preview, as long as you stayed in front of a certain antique for a little longer, others would doubt that antique. This was especially true during the auction process. As long as Song Yun wanted what he wanted, the price immediately soared, and everyone was scrambling to buy it. In the end, not to mention, Chaozhu was his last hope, and he gave it to kill him.

"This person will definitely become our nightmare!"

Alexander stood up slowly, walked to the window, looked at the brilliant lights under his feet, and understood that all this was going away from him, and the end was already doomed.

This night, Alexander was not the only one who suffered the tragedy. In an unremarkable tavern, there were two very poor people, Yamaguchi Yuki and Jin Chengxiu. The two of them drank wine cup by cup. How much, the body exudes a crazy wine smell.

"what happened?"

"How could something like this happen?"

"what is this?"

"How could we be wrong?"

"350 million!"

"We spent 350 million on a fake antique!"

"What's going on! What the hell is going on here!"

Yamaguchi Yuki cried bitterly while drinking. Even he could not afford such a large sum of money. He often walked by the river, how could he not wet his shoes. The same is true for buying antiques. It is not surprising to buy fake antiques. The key is that the money spent this time is too much. If it is a fake antique, no one will see it. It is also no problem. It can be sold again. There is something wrong with Ding, news will spread sooner or later, and there is absolutely no way to pass the risk on to the next buyer.

Jin Chengxiu also burst into tears and poured a glass of wine into his mouth. This time the mistake was too big. Although the person in charge was Yamaguchi Yuki, he also couldn't escape anywhere. In other words , that is, he and Yamaguchi Yuki are the grasshoppers on the same line, and they are the one that is dead.

"How could we do such a thing?"

"How come we don't even notice something so simple?"

"pit!"

"It's really pitiful!"

"Yaguchi Yuki, we were killed by the auction company!"

"They must know that this bronze tripod is a fake. They deliberately used this method in the hope that we don't have enough time to identify the problem and can't see where the problem is!"

Jin Chengxiu slapped the table hard, scolding while being afraid.

Yamaguchi Yuki doesn't know this, but he has no way. He has already bought it. It is impossible to find an auction company to settle accounts. Although he is rich, he is far from the auction company. He also has rights, but in China It's useful, it's impossible to control the auction company at all, and it's impossible to get the money back.

"Also, if it wasn't for that Song Yun, we wouldn't have made such a strong bid!"

"He already knew it was fake, but he fooled us and kept raising the price!"

Jin Chengxiu patted the table even harder, drinking the wine as if he didn't want money.

Yamaguchi Yuki was speechless. It was indeed because of Song Yun. He felt that what Song Yun liked was a good thing.

One pit after another, the final result was that 350 million disappeared, in exchange for a fake bronze tripod, and it was thrown away, with nothing left, nothing left.

"Jin Chengxiu, we are doomed this time!"

"The loss is too great!"

"Anyway, we both have to be responsible. After we go back, even if we don't die, we have to shed a layer of skin!"

"Let's be mentally prepared for the two of us!"

Yamaguchi Yuki was silent for a long time, and when he opened his mouth to speak, Jin Chengxiu immediately seemed to have fallen into an ice hole, his body was icy cold, and his face was ashen.

Yamaguchi Yuki and Jin Chengxiu weren't talking. You have a cup and I have a cup. I don't know how long it took or how much I drank. In the end, the two lost consciousness and rolled directly to the ground.

The owner of the tavern was used to this kind of thing, took out the money from Yamaguchi Yuki and Jin Chengxiu's pockets, and then threw them to the corner outside, and it was none of his business.