Zhang Sheng looked through the booklet in his hand and found that it was no different from what Zhu Qi provided. Someone entered the auction hall one after another. Zhang Sheng opened the six senses of the mirror world and heard several familiar voices.

Gao Jin, Wu Yuan and Li Nianzhen both came, and the order of entry was different, so they did not say hello to each other.

Less than a hundred seats were filled quickly, and Zhang Sheng didn't expect that there were so many rich people and they all like art.

In his opinion, none of the items at this auction belong to famous artists, but the price is not low. The auctioneer is a middle-aged woman in her thirties, wearing a blue cheongsam, not smiling, and looks more like a police officer.

The first painting was auctioned by Zhu Qi. This was a work she acquired herself. Zhang Sheng remembered that she spent 8,600 yuan to get it, and the starting price was 50,000 yuan.

Zhang Sheng's purchase intention was only the painting of Yu on the shore, with a base price of one million and a deposit of only 200,000. It is not that you can't shoot other works, but if the price is too high, it will definitely not work unless he pays more deposit. Of course, the identity Zhu Qi made for him was fake, and he followed the path of the Intelligence Bureau.

Official fraud is even more true than real.

Too many people who love art are unknown. They are like golden sand in the riverbed and need to be paved to be known to others. This is what Zhu Qi said to Zhang Sheng, and it is a testimony now.

The auctioneer didn't even set off the atmosphere, and the portrait increased to 110,000.

Zhang Sheng thought it would be good if he didn't fail to take the portrait of an unfamous painter, and the people from the Rubik's Cube Club did not participate and finally sold it for 140,000 yuan.

The commission for general art auction is 10% of the transaction price. The starting price of fish on the shore is one million. As long as it is sold, Zhu Qi has to pay 100,000 yuan to the auction house. If he really spends 6 million to buy it himself, the cost will be 1.2 million yuan. Zhang Sheng doesn’t know if Zhu Qi has negotiated with the auction house on his own, but no matter how much he negotiates, it will not be less than 5%.

This portrait is 14,000 yuan in commission, and the auction house earns more than the author.

This is the power of capital, which often makes people sigh and helpless.

Zhang Sheng didn't care about the auction, he focused on sakura. This man had never participated in the bidding, as if he was just for Zhu Qi's paintings.

The atmosphere gradually became warmer, the auctioneer's voice became high, and Zhang Sheng heard what he had been waiting for for a long time.

"The starting price of fish on the shore is one million!"

This is the first work that started with a shooting of one million. Before he finished speaking, Zhang Sheng raised his sign. He would not consider giving up with less than five million, anyway, he would not spend his money.

"One and a half million."

When Zhang Sheng heard Sakura's voice, he raised the sign again, without waiting for the auctioneer to speak.

Sakura hesitated. How much does he have to add? The one named Zhang will hesitate? In the end, it will take millions before the other party will give up the painting?

Should I invest all the funds in at one time and make the other party dissuade, or should I slowly raise it up?

If he just bought a work of art, his mental price was 1.5 million. No matter how good this painting is, it is unlikely to appreciate in a short period of time. Only in the long run can there be huge returns on profits.

But this is what Pride wants. Lord Saint said that if you can't get this painting back, don't think about going to heaven.

The other side of heaven is purgatory.

"Two million."

Zhang Sheng hesitated instead, why did Sakura have to buy this painting? He raised the sign and added another 100,000 yuan, and immediately felt the malicious gaze.

Yesterday’s Mirror’s challenge prompt changed from white to yellow!

"Three million."

Zhang Sheng raised the sign and things became simple. When the other party paid five million, Zhang Sheng gave up the bidding.

"Four million!"

Zhang Sheng continued to raise the sign, adding 100,000 at a time. Sakura saw sweat on her head, but he still increased 5 million directly. Zhang Sheng looked back at him and did not raise the sign, thinking that this thing was too easy to do.

The female auctioneer was stunned. She didn't move any atmosphere, so the two of them raised their signs like crazy.

Zhang Sheng gave Sakura a thumbs up and said you won. Sakura took a breath. All his funds were added together, and there were only 5.5 million yuan. After buying this painting, he had to sell all the stocks at hand. There would be problems with the company's operation and he had to mortgage two properties.

Li Nianzhen and others were also puzzled by the fact that Zhu Qi’s paintings are worth so much?

Art is just art, and in auctions, the more valuable thing is fame. If you don’t believe it, you can still get a high price by taking a copy of Picasso’s early manuscripts, even if the artistic style is not yet perfect.

“Six million.”

Zhang Sheng was shocked, his eyes shifted, and he saw a familiar face, Qiao Suxing.

Sakura leaned on the chair like a soulless person. He couldn't afford so much money. He had already given all his money to draw, and now he could only implement the second plan.

Anna Chen snorted, stood up and walked out, as if very angry.

Zhang Sheng hurriedly chased him out, intending to flash his head.

"Mr. Zhang." Qiao Suxing called him. Zhang Sheng hesitated for a moment, stopped, returned to the last row, and sat next to Qiao Suxing.

"It's my reason. Have you become like this now?" Qiao Suxing asked in a low voice.

Zhang Sheng understood that Qiao Suxing could see that he was raising the price.

"I have to live." Zhang Sheng said from the heart.

"I said, if you need investment, you can come to me, not polite words." Qiao Suxing was gentle and sincere.

Zhang Sheng looked at his face that was seventy-seven-point similar to Xiao Qiao, and wanted to say a lot, but finally just sighed and said, "The sakura I bid for is very dangerous, be careful."

Qiao Suxing was surprised. How did Zhang Sheng see it? He wanted to ask, Zhang Sheng stood up and turned around and left.

Zhang Sheng came out of the hall and felt something was wrong. Chen Anna asked him to leave from a distance. Zhang Sheng thought for a while, walked to Chen Anna and said, "You go first, I'll wait."

"Be careful." Chen Anna and Zhang Sheng said a few words, and then left in a hurry.

Zhang Sheng went to the bathroom, then went downstairs alone, asked for a cup of soda in the second-floor restaurant and sat down, and sent a text message to Zhu Qi. Zhu Qi was still in the auction hall, and the two of them looked at each other from beginning to end.

"I want to check out the man who is wearing a plaid suit, a purple tie, a million and a million bidding."

"Ivy League school graduates, overseas returnees, Internet executives, real names used"

"Can there be more information in the bureau?" Zhang Sheng felt that the information was from the Rubik's Cube Club and was too superficial.

"If you want to start the program, you can make a risk level estimate first, and it is best not to exaggerate it."

"Can I check it myself?"

"If you kill me, you will go to jail." Zhu Qi reminded him sternly, but Zhang Sheng heard the implication. You have to pay attention to the means. It is not a big problem if you don't die. After all, Zhang Sheng is affiliated with the Intelligence Bureau. Even if something happens, he can't continue to be attached to the Intelligence Bureau.

"Is he still inside?"

"Just going out."

Zhang Sheng did not reply to the message. He deleted all the contents on the phone, put his watch in the Dragon and Tiger Mirror, and put on his jacket. These things were all from Anna. If they were broken, they would be compensated.

There was no one in front of the elevator door, so Zhang Sheng put his ear on and listened to the sound.

The six consciousnesses of the mirror world are very keen. In the noise of the friction of the tracks, he heard Sakura's cough. Zhang Sheng pressed the elevator down the second floor and walked to the first floor hall.

Sakura took the elevator down, and the elevator stopped on the second floor. He glanced out and saw that there was no one outside.

He was puzzled and quickly pressed the closing button. He left the elevator on the first floor and hurriedly walked towards the parking lot. Stealing an oil painting worth six million was a lot of pressure for a person who had never committed a serious crime. He wanted to try his best to leave the scene, the farther he walked, the better.

"Sakura, just leave."

Sakura turned around and saw Zhang Sheng, looking at him with a cigarette in his mouth, the flames of the cigarette were bright and dark.

"What does it have to do with you!"

"I just saw that your tires were blown up, and I wanted to take you a walk." Zhang Sheng smiled and threw down the cigarette butt and stepped on the ground to kill it. Only then did Sakura see that both wheels of his Audi were deflated.

"Your uncle!" Sakura was furious. The triangle mouth on the wheel was so obvious. How could it be an accident?

Zhang Sheng received a yellow challenge prompt again, and at the same time felt Sakura's heart beating violently. Zhang Sheng smiled and looked at his mirror log, which prompted him to be triggered by the passive trigger of the demon armor.

This is the passive effect brought to him by the Mirror Slave's Heart Demon Dragon. It was not consumed for him, but the Heart Demon Dragon was placed in the Mirror Realm at home, exceeding the distance that can be borrowed. Zhang Sheng had to spend time in the Mirror Realm before lighting up this skill again and let Sakura fall into the darkness of his mind.

The same is true for iron heads and sharp claws. The dragon of the inner demon is not there, so Zhang Sheng can only spend time in the mirror world to activate it.

Zhang Sheng drew a pentagram in the palm of his left hand with his right finger. His fingers passed by and a red mark appeared in the palm of his palm. He quickly assigned this skill to the dark stage to this pentagram and activated it at the same time.

This part of the space in the parking lot fell into darkness, as if it had been forcibly taken away.

Zhang Sheng sensed Sakura's emotions, looked for spiritual weaknesses, and created a stage.

Sakura found that he had come to the church at some point. He knelt on the ground, and stood an extremely tall figure in front of him, looking down at him.

"Sir Saint!" sakura trembled.

Zhang Sheng watched from the side, but could not see the face of the saint clearly, and even his body shape could not be referenced. In Sakura's heart, the saint was extremely tall and had exceeded the limit of human beings.

"Where are the things I want?" Zhang Sheng carefully thought about his lines and let Sakura hear this sentence.

"It should be almost done, I started the second plan."

"Why?"

"Sir, I have raised 5.5 million, but someone has paid 6 million!" Sakura cried, not because he didn't work hard, but because he didn't have money.

"You disappointed me." Zhang Sheng compiled the lines. The voice of the saint was recalled by Sakura, which was vivid, but Zhang Sheng heard the false voice. This saint was a cautious person. But he could see the church style, a nest of the Holy Church of the Apocalypse.

Sure enough, it was not removed completely. It seemed that many mice were left behind in Yanjing City.

Zhang Sheng took a syringe from the Dragon and Tiger Mirror and pierced it into Sakura's neck. There was no need to ask on the dark stage. Sakura was not a senior executive of the Doomsday Cult, so he took it away to interrogate directly.

Zhang Sheng put the sakura into the Mercedes-Benz trunk, covered the lid, and called Zhu Qi directly.
Chapter completed!