In the Sotheby's Art Space.

Chu Yang turned around and looked coldly at the bespectacled man who was barking.

"Why are you staring at me? What...what do you want to do?"

Who is Chu Yang? Although he is not a soldier king or a killer, he is definitely a butcher.

Of course, this "butcher" is in quotation marks. He is a ruthless seafood butcher.

From giant tuna to sand crabs and clams, countless people have died at his hands.

As the saying goes, living in a place changes the spirit and raising a body changes the body.

Through his experience on the sea, he has long developed a wild and fierce momentum.

When the bespectacled man was stared at by him, he felt like he was locked by a great white shark in the deep sea, as if he would choose someone to eat in the next second.

His eyes were evasive, and even his words were a little trembling.

"I warn you, hitting people is illegal."

"Ayang, don't be here."

At this time, Cai You also gently pulled Chu Yang's clothes.

He then retracted his gaze and curled his lips in contempt.

"You dare to come and provoke me with this guts? Why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror to see what kind of character you have."

The man with glasses first breathed a sigh of relief, and then a feeling of shame and anger surged in his heart.

"Humph, now anyone can come to the auction, art works, you know, just bid blindly." He forced his neck to stiffen and sneered.

Yo, is he getting excited just because he sees that I'm not going to do it?

Chu Yang was amused. This kind of person is a cheap bone, like a toad. If you don't step on him to death, he will stick to you and jump on your feet to disgust you.

"You know, you spend 200,000 to buy a broken plate, and you are still here with shamelessness."

Cai You retorted on the side.

The man with glasses paused for a moment, then said stubbornly: "What do you know? It's a replica of the official kiln of Emperor Qianlong. I've kept it for two years. Not to mention 200,000, even 500,000 can be sold."

Chu Yang laughed, "500,000? Who knows, the thing I took a picture of may be worth 500,000 now."

The man with glasses stared at Chu Yang with his eyes wide open, as if he had heard a big joke.

"Hahaha... You are not talking in your sleep, are you? Just your broken jar, 500,000?"

"Sell it to the Governor of Hong Kong to hold his ashes?"

"Hahaha... As expected of a northerner, you are full of wild ideas, which makes Lin Bei laugh to death!"

Chu Yang said expressionlessly, without any sadness or joy:

"Then let me bet with you whether the things in my box are worth 500,000."

Hong Kong people have a strong gambling nature. From billionaires to ordinary people, many like to "take a gamble", otherwise the Jockey Club and Mark Six Lottery would not have been invented.

Many Hong Kong people even cross the sea to Macau Island every week to play a few games.

So when people around see someone betting, they immediately surround them.

"What's going on?"

"That young man wants to bet with the man in slippers whether the things in the box are worth 500,000."

"So that's how it is. Those two just had a fight at the auction. Are they going to have another one?"

"500,000, how is that possible? The big jar in the box was just auctioned off. I remember the transaction price was more than 70,000."

"He wants to make seven times the money in one go. This young man must have read too many treasure hunting novels."

People at the scene were talking about it, and some people were not afraid to make trouble and sneered at the man with glasses to accept the bet.

"Hey, come on, don't just stand there stupidly."

"Are you going to do it or not? You don't even dare to accept this?"

"Damn it, you want to talk, but you don't dare to do it. You are the king of big talk, right?"

"Okay, I'll bet with you."

The man with glasses thought very clearly. He had already observed that the lid of the box was open. There was only a broken jar inside. 70,000 was too expensive, so how could it be worth 500,000?

There were so many people watching, and it was at Sotheby's. If this guy let the woman next to him spend 500,000 to buy it, he could also say that he was cheating.

He was in an invincible position, and the man with glasses couldn't think of a reason to refuse.

"What's the bet?"

He decided to trick the little guy, teach him a lesson, and let him see the social dangers of the capitalist world.

Chu Yang glanced at him and knew what he was thinking.

Coincidentally, this was what he wanted.

"Just bet 10,000 Hong Kong dollars." Chu Yang thought about it and said.

Hearing his bet, the man with glasses was even happier, sure that Chu Yang was just bluffing and trying to scare him.

Now he was serious and actually offered such a low bet.

"10,000 Hong Kong dollars? Are you kidding me?"

He sneered.

"You can bet with me. Didn't you say that the broken jar is worth 500,000 Hong Kong dollars? Then bet 500,000 Hong Kong dollars. If you don't dare, kneel down in public and apologize to me, and say, "Dad, I'mIf you are wrong, I will let you go."

The man with glasses said complacently.

...

"Sai Linmu, this guy is really ruthless. 500,000 Hong Kong dollars is enough for that young man to drink a pot."

"There is no way. Who made him young and hot-tempered? Now people have seized the opportunity to talk about him."

"If it were me, I would rather lose 500,000 than lose this face."

"Are you afraid that there will be no fun to watch? "

"Get lost~"

The onlookers looked at Chu Yang, either sympathizing or joking, all of them agreed that he was being held back by the man with glasses and couldn't get out of the situation.

Even Xia Tian frowned and nudged Chu Yang's arm.

"Ah Yang, how about..."

She is now an employee of Sotheby's. When there is a conflict between customers, she should stand in a neutral position.

Even if she wants to help Chu Yang out, she can only arrange for someone to go first for him.

Chu Yang understood what she meant, smiled at Xia Tian, ​​gave him a "don't worry" look, and turned his head immediately.

"Okay, 500,000, I'll bet with you."

The man with glasses was delighted, and the excitement in his eyes could not be suppressed, as if 500,000 was already waving at him in front of him.

"You said 50, then 50, do you have it? Don't just talk nonsense and fool around here. ”

It must be said that the man with glasses was quite cautious, and he tried to back off and verify his capital in advance.

“You don’t have to worry about that. Mr. Chu Yang is our VIP at Sotheby’s. The lots 21 and 34 that were auctioned this time belong to him. I can guarantee it for him. He has the ability to pay.”

Xia Tian said coldly.

If this dead banana man wasn’t in the company, she would have to give him a wolf-proof package.

“Oh~”

Hearing Xia Tian’s words, the man with glasses was both excited and regretful.

“That’s good, that’s good.”

“What about yours?” Chu Yang said.

“My what?”

“Your money, I can’t be the only one to put out the bet, I don’t know who wants to get something for nothing. "

Chu Yang said with disdain.

He could not trust the reputation of this banana man. What the duck said could count?

"Who said that? It's only 500,000. I...I..."

"If you don't see the gambling money, the bet will be void." Chu Yang reminded with a sneer.

The man with glasses panicked. This is 500,000. How can it be voided?

He turned around quickly and whispered a few words to the curly-haired girl.

I don't know what conditions she agreed to. The latter took out a card from her bag. "This is a HSBC gold card. 500,000 can be used at any time."

Chu Yang looked at Xia Tian, ​​who nodded.

"Then let's start. Let me see how you prove that this broken jar is worth 500,000."

The man with glasses put his hands on his waist and laughed arrogantly.

Chu Yang's mouth drew a sarcastic arc.

"Who told you that I said this jar is worth 500,000?"

"You want to cheat? "The man with glasses' face changed.

Chu Yang didn't bother to pay attention to him.

The next second, he took out the big jar from the box, swung his arm, and smashed it hard on the ground.

Bang~