in2ebook Chapter 198 You're too kind, I'll gladly accept it.
Chapter 198 You're too kind, I'll gladly accept it.
It's Ye Fan!
In an instant, all eyes turned to Ye Fan, filled with astonishment.
He had been silent until now, and everyone thought he wasn't interested in the watch or that McLaren had already spent a lot of his money. Unexpectedly, he suddenly came out at the last minute and added another million!
Facing the surprised gazes of the crowd, Ye Fan smiled mockingly and said slowly, "I see you're all arguing so heatedly that the atmosphere is a bit tense. In order to avoid damaging the harmony, I have no choice but to reluctantly step in and mediate."
His tone was relaxed, but everyone understood the meaning behind the words "mediation"—he was determined to have the watch.
Ye Fan, of course, also wanted this watch.
"Damn it! Old Ye, you...you're shameless!" Qin Kun was the first to react, slapping his thigh with a mix of laughter and tears. "1500 is my limit. Fine, I'm quitting! I can't beat you!"
He cursed, but there was no real anger in his eyes; instead, he seemed somewhat convinced.
Fang Yu sighed helplessly, spread his hands, shook his head and smiled bitterly at Ye Fan: "Fine, I'm out too. You're a bottomless pit! Who told you to be so rich! Congratulations."
He readily admitted defeat, but was once again shocked by Ye Fan's wealth.
Wang Zhui and Lin Feng were already at their limit, and upon seeing this, they immediately shook their heads and indicated that they were quitting.
In a short period of time, Ye Fan has already spent nearly 40 million!
Looking at his calm and collected expression, as if he had only spent a few dollars on a bottle of water, everyone's curiosity was practically overflowing: Just how much "ammunition" does this guy have in his pocket?
Even the female companions couldn't help but steal glances at Ye Fan, their envy almost palpable—Chen Chulin's luck was just too good! To be chosen by Ye Fan?
Ye Fan chuckled as he accepted the alloy number plate engraved with "002" from the female auctioneer, as if it were just a card: "Thank you for your kind offer, I'll gladly accept it."
The next lot, number 003, was a landscape painting from the Qing Dynasty. Ye Fan only glanced at it and then paid no more attention to it.
Qin Kun eventually bought it for five million, saying it would be perfect for making his grandfather happy.
The next few treasures, whether antique porcelain or rare jewelry, were quite valuable, but none of them seemed to pique Ye Fan's interest.
The others each gained something, and the atmosphere gradually shifted from intense to relaxed.
Time slipped by quietly, and the sky outside the window was tinged with a faint orange-red, while the setting sun reflected on the river, making it sparkle.
It was nearly six o'clock in the afternoon, and the auction seemed to be drawing to a close.
The female auctioneer cleared her throat, her voice carrying a hint of solemnity befitting a grand finale, instantly tightening the somewhat relaxed atmosphere again: "Ladies and gentlemen, the next item will be the final lot of this gathering."
Ye Fan, who had been lounging lazily on the sofa, suddenly brightened up.
The grand finale?
finally come!
As is customary, the items placed last are usually the rarest, most special, or most symbolic of the entire auction.
Not only him, but Qin Kun, Fang Yu and others also had eyes full of anticipation and curiosity.
What could it be?
Rare jewels?
Lost ancient books?
Or something even more unexpected?
Instead of displaying the actual items as before, the female auctioneer picked up a tablet computer and turned the screen towards the audience.
The screen clearly displays high-resolution photos of the two license plates:
One piece has a deep blue background with striking white characters printed on it: Su A·88888
The other one is also blue with white lettering: Su A 66666
"The last item up for auction today is two license plates that are highly collectible and symbolic."
The female auctioneer's voice carried a special meaning: "Su A·88888 and Su A·66666."
She tapped the screen, displaying the license plate details and related registration verification information to prove its authenticity and validity.
"Both license plates will be auctioned individually, with a starting price of five million RMB each. Each bid must be at least two hundred thousand RMB higher."
She glanced around at everyone, her tone meaningful: "I believe everyone here understands that top-of-the-line luxury cars can be purchased eventually if one has enough money. But license plates like these, with their auspicious meanings and top-ranking numbers... their scarcity cannot be easily measured by money. They represent status, luck, and even more so, a kind of prestige that is hard to come by."
After the female auctioneer finished speaking, a subtle silence fell over the living room.
Ye Fan's lips slowly curved into a confident smile.
This is what's truly interesting.
Fang Yu turned his head, a playful smile on his face, and looked at Ye Fan: "Old Ye, are you interested in taking this last piece of 'hard currency'?"
"Of course," Ye Fan answered crisply, making no attempt to hide his interest.
Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and pressed, "Which one do you fancy? 88888? Or 66666? Both are top-quality pieces."
Ye Fan stroked his chin, his gaze lingering on the two license plate images for a moment, and said seriously, "The one with five 6s. Five 8s... they're too imposing, I feel they're more suitable for someone as experienced as you, Lao Fang, or for someone like me or Lao Qin who needs to be a bit older. Five 6s, more understated, matches my style."
"Pfft—" Qin Kun almost spat out the mouthful of water he had just drunk. "What the hell, am I old after all?"
Fang Yu also had a look on his face that said, "Are you kidding me?"
Qin Fei, Wang Zhui, Lin Feng, and the others exchanged strange glances, wondering if this Young Master Ye had some huge misunderstanding of the word "low-key".
The guy who just spent 20 million to buy a McLaren and then 16 million to acquire the Patek Philippe Starry Night watch is now saying he wants to choose a low-key license plate?
The contrast is just too strong!
Fang Yu suppressed a laugh and shook his head helplessly: "Fine, fine, if you say keep a low profile, then keep a low profile! Since you've got your eye on 66666..."
He turned to Qin Kun and the others: "Hey guys, give Old Ye some face? We won't argue over this 66666. As for the 88888..."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Qin Kun, Wang Zhui, and the others. Seeing that none of them showed any particular interest, he readily agreed, "Then this 88888 is mine. It'll match my Cullinan perfectly. Both will be six million each, starting at the starting price plus one million. Is that alright?"
Qin Kun shrugged, indicating that he didn't care: "It's fine, it saves me the trouble of arguing, anyway they're all good brands."
Wang Zhui and Lin Feng nodded in agreement.
For them, the license plate was desirable, but not something they absolutely needed to fight for. Since Ye Fan and Fang Yu wanted it, they were naturally happy to go along with it.
Seeing that everyone had reached a tacit understanding, the female auctioneer smiled with relief and joy. This was much easier to handle than arguing until they were red in the face: "Alright! Thank you gentlemen for your humility. So, these two highly collectible license plates will be awarded to Mr. Ye for six million yuan for license plate Su A·66666, and to Mr. Fang for six million yuan for license plate Su A·88888."