"Sir, we can trade instantly. Once the money is settled, give me the painting, and I will transfer the money to you immediately."
Andrea seemed to have sensed Mo Wen's suspicion, so he said with a smile.
Jiang Siyin and Yang Ting's faces turned uglier than a bitter gourd. They were secretly cursing Mo Wen for being so lucky. Initially, they thought that although Mo Wen had won against them, he had also lost hundreds of millions of dollars.
Who would have known that an heir of a wealthy Italian family would appear out of nowhere and be willing to buy the painting for a high price of 60 million US dollars? This meant that they would not lose a single cent, and they might even be connected to the CEO of the Fiat Group.
Naturally, it was beneficial to be connected to such a person. Even if they wanted to get to know such a business tycoon, they would still have to rely on fate.
"You are quite a loyal person. You don't look like a bad person. Forget it, I will trust you this time. "
Mo Wen nodded. This white man had spoken up for them just now, so he found him pleasing to the eye. Hence, he threw the painting in his hand to the white man.
Andrea hurriedly caught the authentic painting of Master Da Vinci. He looked at Mo Wen with some resentment. It was an authentic painting of a master, yet he was so casual about it. In the eyes of the Italians, Da Vinci's painting was a national treasure.
"Mr. Mo Wen, please give me your account number. I will transfer the money to you immediately."
Andrea took out a computer from his side and quickly logged into his bank account. If Andrea's identity was real, with his status, it would not be a problem for him to transfer 60 million US dollars immediately. Regardless of whether it was Jiang Siyin or Yang Ting, they were not comparable to this world-famous tycoon.
"You don't have to go through so much trouble. You can just send the money to our Hua Xia Country's national charity organization. Of course, in the name of my wife, Shen Jing."
Mo Wen waved his hand. Anyway, he was prepared to donate the money, so he might as well ask Andrea to do it for him.
"Why do you trust me so much?" Andrea looked at Mo Wen in surprise.
"Just now, I said that I trust you. Moreover, you would not dare to cheat me of this money," Mo Wen said with a smile.
"Mr. Mo Wen is indeed generous. You are a true philanthropist."
Andrea nodded slightly. What Mo Wen said was right. He would not dare to cheat this money unless his identity was fake. Otherwise, his reputation would be greatly damaged. Of course, 60 million USD was far from enough to attract his attention.
The auction continued. One item after another was placed on the stage for auction. Most of them were ancient relics with historical significance and collectible value. In some countries, it was illegal to auction such relics in private. However, since they were on the high seas, naturally, no one would care.
Mo Wen discovered that many of the auction items were from Hua Xia. At least a third of them were ancient relics from Hua Xia. Moreover, many people were passionate about them. Every time an item appeared, many people would bid for it. It was almost impossible for an item to be left unsold.
Shen Jing sighed softly as she looked at the Chinese relics that were being sold overseas one after another. The grave robbers in the country had been rampant for many years, and there were many national relics that were lost every year. Often, a cultural relic would be sold at a low price from the hands of a cultural relic dealer, and then it would appear in an overseas auction, causing some wealthy patriots to buy it back at a sky-high price. With this, a large amount of money would fall into the hands of foreigners.
Mo Wen did not have much interest in those things. In his eyes, the things that were valuable were different from ordinary people. His concept of value was fundamentally different, so he did not feel as emotional as Shen Jing.
"Next, we will be auctioning a cultural relic from ancient Hua Xia. This item has a history of at least three thousand years. Although there are no specific records, such an ancient cultural relic has been rarely seen in previous auctions."
On the auction stage, there was a strange bronze statue. It had a human body and a snake's tail. It had seven hands on its back and two hands on its chest, holding the Soaring Serpent in both hands.
The shape of the bronze statue was very strange. It looked like a demon or ghost from the myths and legends. It had a heavy historical aura. Everyone could feel how ancient it was.
The starting bid of this bronze statue was 2 million USD. It was far less than Da Vinci's painting. However, it was normal. Although this item was ancient, the value of an antique was not determined by its age. Some things, no matter how ancient they were, were not worth much.
The value of an ancient cultural relic was usually determined by the role it played in history. For example, the bowl used by the emperor was worth far more than the ordinary bowl. For example, the blue and white porcelain, which represented the pinnacle of craftsmanship in an era, was worth far more than the ordinary porcelain that was even older.
Da Vinci's works were related to the Western Renaissance era. He himself was a world-renowned scholar and a rare great painter. Hence, every one of his works was worth a fortune.
The starting bid of 2 million USD seemed far less than Da Vinci's painting. However, among the cultural relics, the price was actually quite high. After all, although the bronze statue was ancient, no one knew its past or future. No one knew its historical significance. It had almost no reputation, so its value as a collector's item was naturally greatly reduced.
For it to have such a high starting bid, other than its age, it was also because this item was most likely related to ancient religious beliefs, as well as some myths and legends.
If one could investigate its specific history and understand the role it played in history, its value would increase exponentially. This was also where its charm lay. It was enough to be auctioned off at the auction.
"Are you interested in that bronze statue?"
Shen Jing looked at Mo Wen curiously. She noticed that after the bronze statue appeared, Mo Wen's gaze had been fixed on it.
"That's a statue of a deity. In ancient times, it was something that people worshipped."
Mo Wen said plainly. He could feel that the bronze statue had a unique aura. He couldn't tell what it was exactly, but he had seen a similar phenomenon before. In that lifetime, the Divine Pill Sect's Patriarch statue also had a similar aura.
That Patriarch statue was worshipped day and night. After such a long time, it was no longer an ordinary statue. However, Mo Wen didn't know what changes it had. After all, his position in the Divine Pill Sect was too low. The things he knew were limited. There were too many things he didn't know.
"Statue of a deity? It doesn't look like a deity at all. Instead, it looks like a monster. "
Shen Jing looked at the bronze statue in shock. It was half human and half snake, with three heads and six arms. It was extremely weird.
"Then, how do you think it looks like a deity?" Mo Wen held Shen Jing's hand and asked with a smile.
Shen Jing thought about it seriously. She realized that this question seemed to be unanswerable. She had never seen a deity before, so how would she know what a deity looked like?
"If you really don't have any reference, you can use me as a reference," Mo Wen laughed dryly.
"Shameless!
I think only a lunatic would cooperate with you. "Shen Jing rolled her eyes at Mo Wen.
At this moment, the bidding for the strange bronze statue had already begun. The competition wasn't very intense. Most of the bids were increasing by tens of thousands. After all, the starting price of two million was already very high. Not many people were willing to take the risk for something they didn't understand. There were only a few people who liked to be curious, and there was a limit.
"Three million!"
Mo Wen rarely participated in the bidding. He also didn't understand this bronze statue. However, his intuition told him that this thing was not simple. Perhaps it had some unexpected value. Even if it didn't have any value, it didn't matter. If money could buy something, it wouldn't be a loss to him.
Yang Ting saw that Mo Wen was bidding and wanted to cause trouble. However, after thinking about it, she gave up. It was because she had already realized that in terms of wealth, she was probably not as good as Mo Wen. She wouldn't be a match for him. Moreover, she wasn't sure of Mo Wen's attitude towards this thing. Hence, she didn't dare to raise the price. If Mo Wen suddenly didn't want it, then she would cry.
As a person in the business world, she had to be rational at all times, especially when it came to money. If she could afford it, she would fight for it. If she couldn't afford it, she wouldn't dare to mess around. Because of this, when Mo Wen bought the painting for 60 million, she immediately stopped bidding for it.
The competition for the bronze statue wasn't big. As the price rose, the number of people competing decreased. In the end, there were only two people bidding. When Mo Wen raised the price to four million, the other person completely gave up the competition.
"Aren't you very interested in that bronze statue? Why are you giving up? "
In a corner of the auditorium sat two young people. Their temperaments were very cold, so cold that people didn't want to get close to them.
"That bronze statue is a little unusual. You should be able to feel it too," one of the young people said plainly as he looked at his companion beside him.
"But I'm not interested in it," the other young man said as he shook his head.
"So, I gave up. You should know that this kind of thing might not have a simple origin, but it might not have any use. It might even attract unexpected trouble," the first young man said indifferently.
"Then, aren't you worried that there's really something unusual about that thing? If you miss the treasure, wouldn't it be a pity? "
"Henry, I think that, rather than fighting for an unknown thing that might even attract harm, it's far more meaningful to kill you and swallow your treasure and blood."
A bloody light flashed in the eyes of the first young man, and he looked at his companion beside him sinisterly.
"Royce, you are really too disgusting. You actually want to suck my blood. Is my blood as delicious as the blood of a beautiful virgin? The people of the Bruch Clan are indeed all perverts. "
Henry looked at his companion with disdain. He purposely shifted his body, as if he didn't want to be too close to him.
"Henry, if you continue to provoke me, you will pay the price. Please don't forget our mission this time. Apart from that, anything else is insignificant. I don't want to provoke that terrifying youth. If you continue to cause trouble and stir up trouble, don't blame me for being merciless, "Royce said coldly.
Rhys said coldly. He was very clear about what his companion was thinking.
No one around them could understand what they were talking about. Not only was it not English, it wasn't even any of the known languages in the world.
"Royce, I always thought you were an idiot. I didn't expect you to have such good taste," Henry said with a laugh. (To be continued.)
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