CHAPTER 1087: CHAPTER 1087: A SKY-HIGH PRICE

Everyone eagerly awaited Ding Wenjun’s explanation.

"Alright, let’s hear it," Pan Wei said with great interest, looking at Ding Wenjun.

"Master Pan Wei, the reason he said that is because that’s the total amount of money he has, and 200 represents four-fifths of his assets. He’s willing to use four-fifths of his assets to purchase your artwork, which highlights the value of your work." Ding Wenjun couldn’t help but explain.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

After Ding Wenjun finished speaking, the entire room erupted in thunderous applause, everyone praising her wit.

Ye Chenfeng was also stunned; Ji Qiushui’s mother reacted too quickly.

Though what Ding Wenjun said was definitely nonsense, her explanation was logically clear and well-supported, leaving no room for rebuttal.

Not only did she give Pan Wei an out, but she also praised him.

"Haha, so that’s the case. It’s my honor," Pan Wei chuckled, but his sharp gaze swept across Ye Chenfeng’s face.

"I was right, that’s all the money he has!"

"Damn, a pauper actually competing with the heir of South America’s top financial group for a woman, how ridiculous!"

"I really want to kick this guy out now; just seeing him is irritating."

"Don’t, let him stay and watch Price’s show of wealth!"

...

"Due to a slight interruption, we were delayed for a moment. Now, the auction formally begins. As before, the starting price is 30 million." The auctioneer announced.

"35 million!" someone immediately shouted.

The first person increased the price by five million right off the bat, and everyone looked serious, as the competition was sure to be fierce.

"37 million!"

...

"50 million!"

The bidding was intense; those who hadn’t bid before all started, and the price quickly rose to 50 million.

"100 million!"

Just when everyone was wondering why Price hadn’t bid yet, he finally raised his paddle and called out a sky-high price.

If the final piece was only Pan Wei’s work, it wouldn’t reach this price. The key was the gift he was offering, Tony’s work, which was truly valuable.

"Hiss!"

"He raised it by 50 million all at once!"

"This is terrifying!"

The venue again filled with gasps of disbelief.

Price’s bid shocked even Ji Xiaofeng and the others.

Although they belonged to the Eight Great Families, under Ji Qingrong’s demands, they were conserving resources and couldn’t make such extravagant bids.

However, the more generous Price was, the happier they were, as Price was undoubtedly their ideal son-in-law.

"150 million!" But immediately someone else raised the bid, competing with Price.

Price sneered disdainfully and raised his paddle again: "200 million!"

"300 million!" But another voice came in.

Finally, Price’s expression changed a bit; the situation was not as easy as he had imagined. The Capital City didn’t lack wealthy people.

However, with the arrow on the string, he had no choice but to proceed, especially since Price was determined to win.

"400 million!" Price said, unfazed.

"500 million!" But someone immediately called out.

...

The scene was ablaze with activity; no one expected such fierce competition.

A piece of contemporary art was unexpectedly bid up to one billion, which was terrifying to even think about.

Initially, the hosts predicted the final price wouldn’t exceed two billion, even with Pan Wei using Tony’s work as a gimmick.

But today, with Price’s presence, the painting soared directly to one billion.

"One billion!"

When Price called out that number, the entire venue fell into a dead silence.

Everyone seemed frozen, unable to speak.

It really soared to a billion!

Not only were they, but even Pan Wei was dumbfounded, his face full of shock; he never imagined his painting would reach such an astronomical price.

Such a price was unthinkable for him, let alone his master.

Even one hundred million was a dream for him, let alone now.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

The venue was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; no one was speaking, only heavy breathing and the rapid pounding of hearts.

Everyone was waiting, waiting for someone to continue bidding against Price, hoping to push the price even higher, making the auction even more intense.

After all, the more excitement, the better.

But after half a day, no one bid.

Everyone looked at each other, the same thought flashing through their minds: he gave up.

"One billion once, one billion twice... sold!"

Finally, as the gavel fell, the final victory was announced, naturally belonging to Price.

As for why the other person gave up, everyone knew well.

Was it because he didn’t have the money? No, he could have continued.

The key was the identities of Price and the Ji Family. Even if Price was the heir of South America’s top financial group, this was the Capital City; he was just an outsider and not to be feared. But the Ji Family’s association meant continuing to compete was like opposing both the Mien Family and the Ji Family.

It was better to give up directly; perhaps it could even win some goodwill.

Another factor was Price’s determined mindset; unless he ran out of money, he would continue, which was frightening.

"Oh, merely a billion to win it. I was ready for tens of billions," Price said casually.

Although Price spoke lightly, Ji Xiaofeng and Ding Wenjun were profoundly shocked.

A few billion was indeed nothing to them, but tens of billions would cause even the Ji Family to tremble.

"Well, this is the most exciting auction I’ve ever seen! Absolutely spectacular," Ji Xiaofeng was more satisfied with Price than ever.

With a son-in-law like Price, Ji Xiaofeng felt he could hold his head high in the circle of the Eight Great Families, even when facing Ye Family’s Ye Chenwu or even their father Ye Chenling.

Thinking of this, a natural smile appeared on Ji Xiaofeng’s lips.

Ding Wenjun was also very excited; although Price had already sent them gifts, he now considered it merely a greeting gift. In hindsight, it was indeed just that, a greeting gift. This was a gift worth one billion, no, with the earlier amount, it easily exceeded several billion.

"Up next, Master Pan Wei will present his mentor Tony’s work. Please, everyone, quiet down."

The venue fell silent once more as everyone stared intently at the stage.

"Wow, my God! What a perfect piece!"