Chapter 1361: 342: Deceptive Wenwen! _4 Chapter 1361: 342: Deceptive Wenwen! _4 Even Nathaniel Besian was stunned.
What was his master doing?
He could reason with the purchase of the ivory carvings as everyone has a patriotic heart.
But the calligraphy and paintings of the idler…
Hadn't the master always held a low opinion of the idler's calligraphy and paintings?
This was very uncharacteristic.
Before Nathaniel Besian could react, Viola Thompson's voice rang out again.
Casual, yet highly insulting.
“Kid, if you don't have the capability, don't show off.”
The host tapped his little gavel and then spoke.
“1.5 billion once! 1.5 billion twice!”
Miyamoto Hoya gritted his teeth, sullenly saying, “2 billion!”
2 billion.
“2.5 billion.” Viola Thompson continued raising the price.
“3 billion!” At this point, Miyamoto was only interested in outbidding, because he knew that Viola Thompson was determined to get this painting. Hence, no matter how high he bid, Viola Thompson would always outbid him.
If that was the case.
He would keep raising the price, making her lose a fortune in the process.
3 billion.
Hearing this number, a satisfied smile crept onto Viola Thompson's face.
It seems like she had broken even on this round.
She put away her card and no longer increased the price.
“3 billion once! 3 billion twice! 3 billion thrice!” The host was very excited, he looked in Miyamoto Hoya's direction and said, “Congratulations to guest number 108!”
Miyamoto Hoya was dumbfounded.
3 billion?
Did he just spend 3 billion on a painting?
Why did Viola Thompson stop raising the price?
This was 3 billion.
Not a mere 100 or 200 million!
Miyamoto Hoya frowned tightly. It was only then that he realized he had been taken for a ride.
A calligraphy worth 1 million dollars, yet he'd just used the astronomical sum of 3 billion to buy it.
This was a horrific disgrace!
Miyamoto Hoya clenched his fists, muttering to his assistant, “Investigate who she is!”
“Alright! Please wait.”
Nathaniel Besian finally realized Viola Thompson's real goal for increasing the price, he gave her a thumbs up and said, “Master, brilliant! You are truly amazing!”
This move was simply a stealthy assassination.
After tonight, Miyamoto Hoya would be thoroughly disgraced.
The auction was still going on.
The person whom Miyamoto Hoya had dispatched to investigate Viola Thompson hadn't come back yet.
The auction had reached the fifth item.
It was also a cultural artifact from Sinian Country.
Golden threaded clothing.
Viola Thompson continued to bid, sticking to her style – jumping straight from ten million to twenty million.
Until this time, no one dared mindlessly follow and bid with her, fearing they would be the next victim after Miyamoto Hoya and ended up losing a lot.
Viola Thompson eventually secured the golden threaded clothing for sixty million.
The tenth exhibit.
A Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain.
It wasn't worth much.
Two hundred thousand.
Ten thousand dollars per bid.
Viola Thompson was still participating in the bidding.
Lalinka took note of Viola Thompson's bidding strategy.
She noticed that Viola Thompson never failed to secure anything related to Sinian cultural artifacts, regardless of the price.
Thus, this round, Lalinka decided to dent her prestige and provide Miyamoto Hoya with a chance at redemption.
The two of them outbid each other, bidding up the price of a two-hundred-thousand porcelain bowl to a hundred million.
“300 million.” Viola Thompson persistently raised the price.
Lalinka naturally put up a determined front, “600 million.”
Viola Thompson gave a faint smile, “1 billion.”
Lalinka's lips twitched inexplicably, it seemed Viola Thompson had taken the bait as expected.
Lalinka continued to outbid, “1.5 billion.”
She had thought that Viola Thompson would directly bid up to 2 billion.
Unexpectedly.
Viola Thompson once again put away her card and stopped her outbidding.
“1.5 billion once, 1.5 billion twice, 1.5 billion thrice!” The host said with a smile: “Congratulations to guest number 214!”
Lalinka was stunned, her face slightly pale.
She never expected that Viola Thompson had set her up again.
Viola Thompson was obviously keen on Sinian cultural artifacts.
How… How could this happen?
Nathaniel Besian was also curious, “Master, I thought you were keen on that bowl!”
“It's just an ordinary blue and white porcelain bowl, there are loads at our place in Sinian, it's not worth it.”
Viola Thompson responded casually.
The blue and white porcelain bowl was not the same as the golden threaded clothing and ivory carvings.
These two items were national treasures.
The blue and white porcelain bowl that was just shown was from the late Qing period, nobody wanted it domestically even for ten thousand dollars per soup bowl.
Nathaniel Besian widened his eyes, “Master, so you did this on purpose?”
“Yes.” Viola Thompson nodded slightly.
Nathaniel Besian once again gave Viola Thompson a thumbs up.
“Master, when will I be able to reach your level?”
Chapter end
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