Early on the day of the auction, when Wei Ran, Suisui and the Katenka sisters went downstairs to have dinner, Channing, Diane or Mr. Hans were already sitting at the dining table waiting for them.

"Sorry we're late," Wei Ran apologized while helping Suisui pull out her chair.

"We have plenty of time"

Mr. Hans said with a smile, "Victor, if you see anything you like at the auction today, just tell me. Some friends will buy them as gifts for you. Of course, except for Juan

·The oil painting left by Gris."

"This really flatters me," Wei Ran said gratefully, but did not express his refusal clearly. The old man was showing his kindness, and it would be rude to refuse at this time.

"Nothing, let's eat first."

Mr. Hans raised his hand, then picked up the knife and fork, and while enjoying the breakfast provided by the hotel, he chatted with Channing sitting opposite in slightly unfamiliar French about topics that had nothing to do with the auction.

After a leisurely breakfast and a short rest, everyone went downstairs and got into the business car provided by Mr. Hans and left the hotel.

Along the way, Channing had been chatting enthusiastically and proactively with Mr. Hans about various topics. He wanted to know what the other person's favorite lot was.

On the other hand, Mr. Hans, although he could answer all questions, was watertight, so Channing did not obtain any valuable information until the car arrived at its destination.

"Diane, please introduce the organizer of the auction." Mr. Hans was not in a hurry to get out of the car.

"The organizer's name is Miguel Perez, who was a gang member."

Diane, who was about to open the car door, sat back down and introduced in Russian, "He was a professional wrestler when he was young, but he deliberately broke his opponent's legs and feet several times, so he was banned for life more than ten years ago.

Since then, he has started to get involved in the collectibles industry, bullfighting breeding and underground wrestling. Every year during the bullfighting season, his bullfights always achieve good results."

Having said this, Diane smiled and said, "I heard there will be a wrestling match later and the auction will be held on the wrestling ring."

After this introduction was obviously given to the four Weiran people, Diane switched to German and said, "Mr. Hans, shall we get out of the car?"

"Wish us a good harvest today," Hans said, getting out of the commercial vehicle with the help of Wei Ran.

At this time, in the parking lot, the decent people they met yesterday were already waiting for them, especially Rabbi Roitz, who was waving enthusiastically towards the group of them.

"Let's go"

Mr. Hans leaned on his cane and walked over with Wei Ran and others.

The two sides exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Rabbi Reutz enthusiastically led everyone into a two-story building.

Inside this building, there is a wrestling ring in the middle, surrounded by stepped auditoriums.

Although the venue is not very big, it is still more than enough for two to three hundred people to sit here. However, at this time, I don’t know whether it is because I came earlier or because there were not many people invited. There are probably less than 50 people around this table.

Even half of them are friends of Mr. Hans..

Of course, even so, this is actually a very large number of people for a small auction.

Following Rabbi Reutz, he found a seat closer to the wrestling ring and sat down. Wei Ran also noticed that the decent people he had seen in that conference room three days ago were also sitting around them.

But Channing realized something. He didn't seem to want to attract unnecessary attention, so after looking at each other and Wei Ran, he just smiled and sat a little further away from them.

Without waiting long, a man who looked to be at least two meters tall and wearing a wrestling mask walked onto the wrestling ring, raised his thick and tattooed arms, and said something passionately in Spanish. People around him

The people sitting there, regardless of whether they understood or not, all cheered in response.

But soon, the strong man turned around and left the stage, and then came up two blond female wrestlers with good figures.

Amid the cheers around them, and after many guests placed their bets, the two female wrestlers also began to compete.

As they performed, more and more guests gradually arrived, and they found places to sit down in twos and threes around the wrestling ring, and took advantage of the situation to place their bets.

"Are we really here to participate in the auction?" Suisui, who was sitting next to Wei Ran, asked in a low voice.

"You can't come here just to see this."

Wei Ran raised his chin towards the stage, "I almost tore off the bitter tea seeds."

“Speak well”

Suisui gouged out Wei Ran and was about to say something when the two wrestlers on the stage also roared and decided the winner.

"I think I'm on target"

Suisui shook the betting ticket in her hand and said proudly, "That little blue guy won."

"I didn't win," Wei Ran said, casually throwing the betting ticket at his feet.

After several rounds of performances, Wei Ran and Suisui, who made random bets, made a small profit of a hundred euros, although they each had their own wins and losses. However, the Katenka sisters did not win any of their bets.

After the last round of performances, the strong man who was over two meters tall came on stage again and started an introduction in Spanish that Weiran, Suisui and Katenka sisters could not understand.

Soon, the female wrestlers who had just participated in the wrestling match worked together to bring up a table, and then presented the first item for auction, which was a coin.

"It was a Peseta coin made by the French who occupied Barcelona in 1808. It was also the first coin of the Spanish Peseta currency system."

The translator sitting next to Hans translated the introduction of the strong man on the stage into German, and then Anfisa translated it into Russian and spoke it to Suisui.

Anfisa had just finished translating, and the bidding had already started. However, neither Wei Ran, Suisui, nor Mr. Hans had any interest in coins, so naturally there was no bidding.

On the contrary, Channing, who was sitting far away, frequently raised his hand to signal, but in the end, he failed to take a photo of the coin.

Soon, the second lot was sent to the wrestling ring by the female wrestlers. This time it was a particularly delicate-looking walnut dressing table.

This time, Mr. Hans got interested and finally took the photo of the dressing table for 8,600 euros.

The third item that was brought up was a vase that was introduced by a translator as "a vase from China." However, it was obvious that both Wei Ran and Suisui could tell at a glance that the broken vase was in Japanese style.

Naturally, they would not take action on this thing, but when the fourth lot was delivered, both Wei Ran and Suisui became interested.

"This thing looks like it belongs to us?" Wei Ran whispered in his native language, uncertainly.

"Fengguan" Suisui also replied in a low voice in her native language.

"Do you still recognize this?"

"Watching so many costume dramas in vain?"

Suisui whispered, "Listen to the introduction and take a photo if appropriate."

After she said this, the strong man on the wrestling stage also began to introduce it. However, in the mouth of the translator, the thing in the wooden box that seemed to be a phoenix crown turned out to be "Chinese opera costumes."

Although the introduction was nondescript, perhaps because the "headdress" known as the phoenix crown in Suisui's mouth did appeal to most people's aesthetics, the bidding was particularly fierce.

However, the starting price of this thing is relatively low after all, so as the number of bidders is getting fewer and fewer, the price has just been pushed to 3,000 euros.

"Are you interested in it?" Hans asked Wei Ran, who was sitting next to him, with a smile.

"Aurora likes that decoration very much," Wei Ran said with a smile.

"If you bid, I'm afraid many people will follow suit." Mr. Hans said with a smile, while picking up his cane seemingly casually.

Almost immediately, a "respectable friend" sitting diagonally behind them raised his hand and said in French, "Give me five thousand euros. I want to give it to my Chinese friends."

After being stunned for just a moment, Wei Ran reacted very quickly, showing a trace of surprise, and then shook his head "cryptically" at the other party.

As expected, this little gesture was noticed by the bidder who had just shouted out 3,000 euros. The "friend" who had just shouted out 5,000 euros also covered his forehead with his hand.

Under the hint of the two men's double act, no one bid anymore. The strong man standing on the stage also promptly asked if there was any bid, and the auction ended successfully.

"Are you acting?" Suisui asked Wei Ran's ear.

"It's good to save a little," Wei Ran said, not forgetting to get up and shake hands with the friend behind him whose name he didn't even know, and said thank you in French.

Soon, the fourth lot was delivered, which was also the purpose of their trip, the flag of the Spanish International Brigade.

In the translated introduction, the starting bid for this flag is 5,000 euros, and each increase in price must not be less than 1,000 euros.

After a short wait, one of them directly shouted out a high price of 10,000 euros, but very few people responded.

When the price rose to 20,000 euros, just when the strong man on the stage started asking questions, Channing finally raised a sign and shouted out the high price of 25,000 euros.

"I am also going to give my Chinese friends a gift." At this moment, Rabbi Reutz stood up and said, "Thirty thousand euros."

When the price was shouted out, Channing helplessly made a gesture of wiping his neck, but then, a respectable friend who was also sitting nearby said, "Rabbi Reutz, please give this opportunity to

Me, I’m going to buy it and give it to Mr. Victor, so it’s thirty-one thousand euros.”

"Thirty-two thousand"

Another "friend" raised a sign and said, "Mr. Victor is also my friend."

"Thirty-three thousand" another "friend" shouted out a new price.

"Are they doing something wooly?" Suisui asked Wei Ran in astonishment.

“Spend a small amount of money to show attitude”

Wei Ran responded in a low voice, "Help them solve their troubles, and also help me solve some troubles."

Hearing this, Suisui nodded and asked no more questions.

Wei Ran snorted in his heart. Naturally, he would not doubt Hans's good intentions, but he could also see that those wealthy businessmen were not monolithic.

Obviously, many people didn't want to get into trouble with him, so this "game" was created.

This is indeed a game, and Mr. Hans takes the risk in exchange for the honorable game of these "friends" around him.

He could even guess that if Mr. Hans gets into trouble because of this matter in the future, these people might get together and help Mr. Hans solve the trouble.

And I have to say that Mr. Hans is indeed the best candidate. He has enough reasons to help Wei Ran, and no one can find any faults.

What followed was just as he expected, the friends sitting around Wei Ran and Mr. Hans each added up the price by one thousand, as if the auction of the flag had become a game in their small circle.

In the end, Rabbi Reutz ended the bidding for the flag with a high price of 50,000 euros.

It’s hard to say whether this price is high or low for that flag, but for this little No. 20 person, even if the cost is shared equally, how much can each person spend?

When the flag bidding ended, the strong man on the stage even specially thanked his "friends from China."

Just when the bidders around the wrestling ring began to wonder about this "Chinese friend," a new lot was presented, this time a violin.

However, at this time, neither Wei Ran nor Suisui had lost interest. Even Mr. Hans turned his head and chatted and laughed with Rabbi Reutz next to him.

In contrast, the price of the violin has been rising all the way, easily beating the transaction price of the flag.

In rounds of bidding, items that Wei Ran knew or even didn't recognize were auctioned one after another, and the highest transaction price was also set all the way.
To be continued...