God Level Golden Eye

The more Jackson pondered, the more he felt that his guess was not wrong. There must be some secret existence that he didn't know.

"What is the secret?"

"What is it that makes Alexander so nervous?"

Jackson suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a possibility.

"No way?"

"Will it really be like this?"

"However, it is indeed possible. Otherwise, a veteran like Alexander, no matter how good Song Yun's appraisal skills are, he would not be as suspicious as he is now."

Alexander remembered a Chinese proverb that he had heard, saying that there are no ghosts in his heart, and he is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Alexander must have ghosts in his heart.

Jackson looked at Alexander from a distance, didn't walk over, secretly calculating how likely his guess was. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect. The more he pondered, the greater the possibility he felt.

"If this matter is true, this time there is really fun to watch!"

Jackson muttered to himself while looking at Alexander's back, the expression on his face was very rich.

"Perhaps, this is a very good opportunity for me!"

Jackson suddenly remembered something. Although Alexander had a high status among auction companies, many people wanted to replace him. One of them was very strong, and what he lacked was just an opportunity to attack.

Jackson hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth, made a decision, took out his phone, and sent a message. After sending it, he turned around and left. There was no need to go to Alexander again.

"No. 395 can continue to shout!"

"No more than 5 million!"

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"No. 441 gave up, the price is too high, it has exceeded our bottom line!"

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"No. 584 continues to increase prices, putting pressure on the other party!"

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Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao, and Shen Xue are all in the same room, and there are several cooperating staff around. Several huge screens are hung on the wall to transmit the situation of the auction site in real time.

Standing in front of the big screen, Shen Xue stared at the screen closely and issued decisive commands from time to time.

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao were behind Shen Xue, their mouths closed tightly, and they did not say a word. They were worried that their words would affect Shen Xue’s judgment. Two hours after the auction started, Shen Xue didn’t have time to drink a sip of water and took care of three auctions at the same time. , Is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

Tang Miaomiao pulled Song Yun and pointed to the sofa not far away.

Song Yun nodded lightly and walked over. Now that he and Tang Miaomiao can't help at all in this situation, just don't make trouble here.

Tang Miaomiao makes tea with water, and the expression on his face is very relaxed and even very happy. More than 150 antiques have been photographed in two hours. If this speed continues, he will have more and more activities. After returning home, Zhenbao Pavilion will not worry about not selling antiques for the next two or three months. With such a long buffer, the next batch of antiques will be available, and the pressure will be reduced a lot.

"Shen Xue is too good!"

Song Yun looked at Shen Xue’s command Ruo Ding not far away, and admired it very much. On the surface, the auction was just an offer, but in fact it was a real technical job. When should I shout, how much, and what? The time should stop. It takes a lot of effort to make sense of it. The average person can never do it. The simplest proof is that most of the antiques photographed by Shen Xue did not exceed the price set by himself, and a very small number of them would exceed the price. Not much, these antiques are resold, and there is enough profit margin.

Tang Miaomiao nodded, Song Yun was not wrong at all, Shen Xue was great.