Rebirth in the 90s: Melting My Devoted Mr. Iceberg-Chapter 150: Finale Auction Item

At this moment, he still didn’t know that Jiang Xue had sent a piece for the exhibition, nor did he know that her writing was coveted by many.

"Elder Xiao, you’re here too." Jiang Xue was also delighted to see Elder Xiao, a look of surprise on her face.

"At a calligraphy auction, how could I not come?" Elder Xiao laughed and asked her, "By the way, girl, how come you’re here?"

"Thanks to Mr. Chen."

"Mr. Chen? You came with Old Chen?"

"Sort of!"

"Girl, once you see Old Xiao, you forget about me." Old Chen watched Jiang Xue and Elder Xiao chatting away and couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous.

"How could I?" Jiang Xue was taken aback, then seeing Old Chen’s envious expression, she burst into laughter and said, "Even if I forget myself, I can’t forget you."

"Haha, you girl, such a sweet talker. Come on, let’s go in together." Old Chen laughed heartily and then walked towards the venue with everyone.

Jiang Xue stepped back a few paces, letting the masters go first, before she and Mu Qiancheng followed behind.

Mu Qiancheng turned his head to look at Jiang Xue, a smile on his face. Watching her effortlessly greet and talk with those masters, he felt quite surprised and also very proud.

He silently vowed in his heart to work even harder, to keep pace with Jiang Xue. Since his young wife was so outstanding, he couldn’t possibly stand still.

When the two returned to their seats, Mr. Chen and the others were already seated in the front row. Jiang Xue and her companions found a place to sit at the back, waiting for the auction to begin.

Before long, a beautiful lady in a cheongsam stepped onto the platform to start the event, announcing the beginning of the auction.

With the start of the auction, one painting after another was auctioned off. However, the prices of these paintings varied, with some selling for tens of thousands, others only three or four thousand.

As time passed, Jiang Xue’s piece hadn’t been brought out yet.

Watching as the auction was about to end, Jiang Xue became a little anxious, and only then did she see her work being displayed by the host, who announced, "These are the final three pieces of the auction, starting at fifty thousand yuan each, with a minimum increment of two thousand."

"Now starting with the piece titled ’Tolerance Makes Greatness,’ starting at fifty thousand, you may begin bidding."

"Fifty thousand? That’s too expensive, isn’t it?"

"Exactly, just a few words, and it costs that much. Is the owner of the piece insane?"

"No one will buy this, just watch."

"But don’t you think this writing feels different from others?"

"What’s different about it? It doesn’t necessarily look better than others."

"I’m not just talking about the writing itself, but the impression the whole piece gives you. While walking around the exhibition, when I came close to these pieces, they made me feel refreshed."

"Yes, I felt the same way."

"Then that’s it, other pieces didn’t have that feel."

"Could this be why it’s priced so high?"

While everyone was discussing, someone had already started bidding.

"Fifty-one thousand!"

"Fifty-five thousand!"

"Sixty thousand!"

"Sixty-five thousand!"

"Sixty-eight thousand!"

The bidding continued, and Jiang Xue finally felt relieved. Hearing those discussions earlier, she had truly been worried that no one would bid.

After all, starting at fifty thousand was indeed high. The previous pieces had a maximum starting price of only thirty thousand. Not only was hers the finale, but the price was also shockingly high.

"One hundred thousand!" Suddenly someone shouted.

Jiang Xue was stunned upon hearing that price. Her work had actually sold for one hundred thousand?