Damn, How could my family be so wealthy?!-Chapter 463 - 462: The Man of Action

Su Mu wasn’t just speaking off the cuff.

This really depends on the reactions of the people attending the auction today.

If we’re to judge by the scenario of the second auction item, it’s really hard to predict the final auction price of the "Ride Home on a Donkey" painting.

After all, the second auction item was just a ring that Empress Dowager Cixi had worn.

The starting bid was only eight million, but it ended up being sold for twenty million.

But this last auction item is the most famous painting by Tang Bohu, renowned as the chief of the Four Talented Scholars.

The starting price is also directly ten times that of the second auction item, starting at eighty million.

If we calculate it that way, if everyone maintains the same enthusiasm as with the second auction item, the final price of the "Ride Home on a Donkey" could reach two hundred million.

Of course, of the seven items auctioned before, except for the second one, it can be said that the other six hardly attracted any interest.

If the "Ride Home on a Donkey" follows the same pattern as the other six items, then Su Mu estimates that the final selling price won’t even reach ninety million.

A starting bid of eighty million, to reach a final price of ninety million, differs by ten million.

Even though the bidding rules for this last auction item changed, from raising the bid by five hundred thousand per bid, it turned into raising the bid by one million per bid.

A difference of ten million, even raising it by one million at a time, would require ten bids to reach ninety million.

So you see, there’s simply no regular pattern to this, how could Su Mu possibly guess the outcome?

"You’re right, it really does depend on the mood of everyone present," Su Mu said.

Elder Su nodded in agreement with Xiao Mu’s statement.

Originally, this was just a topic Elder Su brought up to pass the time out of boredom.

If Elder Su himself couldn’t predict the final price of the "Ride Home on a Donkey," how could he seriously expect Xiao Mu to guess it?

It was purely a topic to pass some boring time.

The Auctioneer must have noticed that Elder Su and the young master of the Su Family were no longer looking at him or the display.

The Auctioneer naturally understood what that implied and dared not dawdle further.

Although the Auctioneer still wanted to emphasize how precious the "Ride Home on a Donkey" was and how much it warranted collecting,

the biggest BOSS present obviously had no more interest in listening to him go on. Being a perceptive person, the Auctioneer immediately knew what to do.

"Alright, everyone should have had enough time to appreciate Tang Bohu’s proudest work—’Ride Home on a Donkey’ by now."

"Let’s move on to the formal auction segment," said the Auctioneer.

"I declare the auction for the ’Ride Home on a Donkey’ officially open, with a starting price of eighty million."

The Auctioneer’s passionate voice rose, turning everyone’s attention back to the stage.

Elder Su also stopped the conversation with his grandson.

The previous exchange was just a jest. Su Mu had analyzed two possibilities; both were unknown, so of course, there was no need to dwell on it.

Now that the auction for the last item had begun, both Elder Su and Su Mu refocused their attention on the Auctioneer.

Elder Su was in no hurry to bid. For a painting with significant collectible value like this, Elder Su knew there would certainly be more than just himself interested in bidding.

Ah Fook also understood the Old Master’s thoughts, and thus, he made no move.

First, to observe everyone’s reaction. After all, the Old Master was definitely planning to make a bid.

It was just a matter of when it would be more appropriate to place the bid.

"The first bid is from Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao offers eighty million," announced the Auctioneer.

As soon as the Auctioneer finished speaking, a wealthy tycoon, who had been ready, was the first to lift his bidding paddle.

The tycoon felt he had waited too long already, and he wanted to show everyone his determination to acquire the "Ride Home on a Donkey."

Although for the tycoon, he truly couldn’t appreciate the "Ride Home on a Donkey."

No matter how much the Auctioneer said, the tycoon couldn’t see what was so special about the painting.

But this did not affect the tycoon’s determination to make an appearance.

After all, the painting was created by Tang Bohu.

The tycoon felt that having Tang Bohu’s name attached was a guarantee in itself.

He looked around at the others with a bit of smugness.

Turns out, the tycoon’s last name was Zhao.

Now, everyone knew the tycoon’s surname.

Even though everyone still preferred to call this Mr. Zhao a tycoon.

Nothing else, it’s just that Mr. Zhao’s aura was too much like a tycoon’s.

The label of ’tycoon’ was one that Mr. Zhao had proudly claimed for himself.

"How about that, Director Zhou, didn’t I say I was definitely going to win the ’Thoughts on Returning Home on Donkey’?"

The tycoon was quite pleased with the speed of his bidding.

He said with a touch of pride to Director Zhou by his side.

The tycoon remembered that Director Zhou had said that he was not going to participate in the bidding for the last auction item.

Of course, deep down, the tycoon felt that Director Zhou simply didn’t have the cash to bid for such an expensive piece.

The tycoon knew that Director Zhou’s net worth mustn’t be low.

Perhaps Director Zhou was experiencing some cash flow issues recently?

Regardless, the tycoon had already made up his mind about Director Zhou’s decision not to participate in bidding for the last auction item.

And, the tycoon believed his judgment was 100% correct.

Otherwise, the tycoon couldn’t think of any reason why Director Zhou explicitly stated he would not join in the auctioning of the last item before it began.

After all, both the tycoon and Director Zhou came to the auction empty-handed now.

If Director Zhou didn’t participate in the auction of that last item, then his coming to this auction would really be pointless.

The tycoon was hoping that Director Zhou would praise him a bit.

Who would have known that Director Zhou would instead give the tycoon an ambiguous smile.

It made the tycoon feel slightly annoyed in his heart.

The tycoon always felt that there was something strange about Director Zhou’s smile.

But as for what exactly was strange, the tycoon couldn’t figure it out.

"Chairman Wang bids eighty-one million."

There wasn’t time for the tycoon to ponder the meaning behind Director Zhou’s strange smile, as the Auctioneer’s voice rose again in the auction hall.

"As I’ve said before, each bid on Tang Bohu’s ’Thoughts on Returning Home on Donkey’ represents a willing increase of one million."

"Chairman Wang just raised his paddle after Mr. Zhao, bringing the current bid to eighty-one million."

"Does anyone else want to bid higher?"

As it was the only item in the auction with different rules, the Auctioneer once again repeated the bidding process that had been stated earlier.

This served as a reminder to everyone.

"Are they trying to compete with me?"

"Director Zhou, do you know this Chairman Wang? What’s his net worth like?"

Seeing someone raise their paddle after he did, the tycoon was curious.

After glancing at the person raising the paddle, the tycoon felt he was quite unfamiliar.

But the Auctioneer had already said this was a chairman, so presumably, his net worth must be considerable.

Therefore, the tycoon wanted to check with Director Zhou to see if he could outbid Chairman Wang.

Director Zhou and Chairman Wang appeared to be on the same level.

As one would expect, the tycoon thought Director Zhou should know a bit more.

At least more than the tycoon himself knew.

"Chairman Wang’s net worth is about the same as mine."

It seemed the tycoon was in luck, having indeed asked the right person.

Not only did Director Zhou have some understanding of Chairman Wang, but it could be said he knew him quite well.

The tycoon nodded inwardly and murmured to himself, "That’s good."

Having a net worth close to Director Zhou’s, the tycoon felt he could come out on top.

"Eighty-two million, Chairman Miao has bid eighty-two million."

Before the tycoon even had time to recover from the thrill of potentially winning, the auctioneer called out again.

Clearly, this Tang Bohu’s "Returning Home on a Donkey" wasn’t sought after by only the tycoon and Chairman Wang.

The tycoon didn’t notice that Director Zhou beside him had lightly shaken his head, as if lamenting something.

Director Zhou must have thought that these bidders had not been looking closely enough.

Or perhaps they hadn’t given it any thought before raising their paddles.

After all, Mr. Fook, who had been by Elder Su’s side from the beginning, had not bid at all.

What did that indicate?

It meant that Elder Su was waiting for Tang Bohu’s "Returning Home on a Donkey."

That these people would even dream of bidding on something Elder Su had his eyes on?

Anyway, Director Zhou really found these usually high-and-mighty bosses quite foolish today.

However, naturally Director Zhou had no obligation to remind these people.

Ultimately, as soon as Mr. Fook by Elder Su’s side raised his paddle, these people should realize just how ridiculous their actions were.

"Competing with me? Do they really want me to pull a stunt like Wu Wanli did earlier?"

The tycoon, seeing that in such a short period, two more people had raised their paddles to compete with him, was getting anxious.

If two had appeared already at the beginning, wouldn’t more join in time?

The starting bid for this Tang Bohu’s "Returning Home on a Donkey" was eighty million.

If more people kept bidding, the tycoon couldn’t even dare to imagine what the final sale price would be.

The tycoon was rich, no doubt.

But his money had not fallen from the sky, nor was it infinite.

It was just that the tycoon had spoken too confidently earlier and wanted to pull it off.

Therefore, the tycoon now seemed determined to win the last auction item at all costs.

"Eighty-five million."

When the tycoon raised his paddle this time, he called out directly.

This meant that tycoon’s bid wasn’t just a simple raise of one million.

The tycoon was living large, raising the bid by three million outright.

Wu Wanli had started by skipping five hundred thousand and adding one million directly when he bid on the second auction item.

The tycoon was using Wu Wanli’s method, but it seemed even more bullish.

Because the tycoon added three million.

"Eighty-five million, Mr. Zhao has bid eighty-five million this time."

The auctioneer, although already aware that Tang Bohu’s "Returning Home on a Donkey" would definitely end up with Elder Su, was naturally happy to see the bids rising.

No matter what, the higher the final bid for an auction item, the more the auctioneer will earn in compensation.

Of course, the auctioneer hoped his wallet would be nice and plump by the end.

"Grandpa, aren’t you going to bid?"

Watching his grandfather’s calm and indifferent demeanor, Su Mu asked with a tinge of curiosity.

Su Mu knew that his grandfather had come for this authentic Tang Bohu painting.

This was something Elder Su had mentioned himself.

Therefore, Su Mu began to pay attention when Tang Bohu’s "Returning on a Donkey" came up for auction.

However, when Su Mu saw that his grandfather seemed to have no intention of bidding, he became very curious.

With his mind filled with questions, it was only natural for Su Mu to voice them out.

Of course, Su Mu asked in a very low whisper.

"Do you think it’s time for Grandpa to make a move?"

Old Master Su replied to his grandson with a serene expression, showing no sign of impatience on his face. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

After all, the auction was still underway, and it hadn’t come down to the final hammer, so it would be strange for Elder Su to be in a hurry.

"It doesn’t matter, if you really like it, Grandpa, why not just go ahead and bid?"

Su Mu shrugged, indicating that he was merely curious when he asked.

As for when his grandfather wanted to bid, Su Mu expressed that he had no opinion whatsoever.

It was just a matter of waiting a little longer or less, Su Mu really wasn’t in a hurry at all.

Since they had already come, and quite a bit of time had already been wasted before.

Waiting for this last auction item was something Su Mu was willing to do.

If it really got too boring, Su Mu could just check the news again.

But Su Mu thought it probably wouldn’t be that dull.

He understood his grandfather’s character quite well.

Despite Elder Su’s much gentler appearance after stepping back, Su Mu knew that at heart, his grandfather was always a man of action.

It’s just that now Elder Su didn’t exhibit the same strong demeanor he used to have.

Of course, this was on the premise that it didn’t touch upon Elder Su’s sensitive spots.

If someone went against Elder Su’s grain, the name Su Junqiang would still make your heart pound erratically.

The small incident before the auction started was a good example with Old Man Gu.

If Old Man Gu hadn’t thought to elevate himself by making veiled insults aimed at Su Mu.

At this point, Old Man Gu would probably be sitting somewhere in the middle.

Perhaps Old Man Gu had enjoyed too many good days, and he had forgotten just what a divine presence Su Junqiang used to be.

The financial power of the Su Family is something outsiders can’t even imagine.

It’s unclear what Old Man Gu was thinking, attempting to step on the Su Family to flaunt himself.

In any case, the result now is that Old Man Gu has been shunned by everyone, sitting unnoticed in the farthest corner.

Of course, neither Su Mu nor Elder Su paid any mind to Old Man Gu’s current predicament.

Perhaps in the minds of Su Mu and Elder Su at this point, Old Man Gu should have left the auction with his grandson.

After all, they hadn’t turned around to look during that earlier interlude, even though Old Man Gu hadn’t been quiet, and the condemnation from everyone was heard by both Su Mu and Elder Su.

Anyone not shamelessly thick-skinned would have skulked away by now.