Damn, How could my family be so wealthy?!-Chapter 473 - 472: Like being tormented?

If it had been back when Su Junqiang had not yet stepped back from the front line, even if Old Man Gu was cursed at by Su Junqiang, pointing right at his nose,

Old Man Gu would not dare to harbor any delusional hopes of regaining face.

So, Old Man Gu’s mind must really be short-circuited now.

Could Su Junqiang’s character have completely changed just because he stepped back?

This conclusion must’ve been reached without any thought.

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"I just knew Old Master Su wouldn’t indulge such thick-skinned people. Look, as soon as Old Master Su made a move, you could tell what’s what,"

"What’s the use of just having a thick face? No matter how thick it is, can it be used as money?"

"Exactly, now let that thick-skinned person try again with someone? It’s just ridiculous."

"Honestly, every time the bid goes up by a million, it sounds so pitiful listening to it, not knowing how thick someone’s face has to be to raise that bidding card in their hand."

"No amount of thick skin is useful in the face of real power. Old Master Su’s bid must have scared someone out of their wits."

"You know, I think I saw that thick-skinned person’s hand shaking."

"It seemed like it to me too, which is why you should really have some self-awareness,"

"Don’t you know some people are masochistic, they like being abused?"

"Heh heh..."

"That’s actually quite true."

...

Because of Ah Fook’s repeated bidding, the atmosphere in the auction hall returned to the relaxed mood it had at the beginning.

Since Old Master Su had made a move, everyone naturally no longer felt oppressed.

The crowd felt that it should be Old Man Gu who felt the pressure now.

Time and again he shamelessly raised his card, and in the end, didn’t he still get smacked in the face?

Now everyone started calling him "thick-skinned," directly using it as a substitute for the three words Old Man Gu.

Of course, Old Man Gu heard everything the crowd was saying.

Already disappointed because Su Junqiang’s move was beyond his expectations, his mood was extremely gloomy.

Now, hearing the new nickname others had given him, Old Man Gu’s face turned crimson with anger.

Old Man Gu’s eyes were fixed intently on Su Junqiang, who sat in front of him without so much as turning his head.

The hatred in Old Man Gu’s heart was beyond words.

It’s pitiable to be victimized by fate, but self-inflicted misery cannot be lived with; Old Man Gu was a prime example of this saying.

Young Master Gu, who had moved quite a distance away from his grandfather, began to feel restless.

Young Master Gu had originally come to the auction because he was bored. The little celebrity he had made plans with had suddenly received a notification and stood him up.

With nothing else to do, Young Master Gu had volunteered to accompany his old man to the auction.

If Young Master Gu had known that these things would happen at the auction today, he would have chosen to stay home and zone out on his bed all day rather than come here.

The mocking of Old Man Gu by others was quite ironic to Young Master Gu’s ears.

No matter what, in the eyes of outsiders, Young Master Gu and Old Man Gu were definitely tied together.

The principle of sharing in glory and disgrace was exactly about this situation.

Now that Old Man Gu had lost all face at the auction, Young Master Gu certainly wouldn’t fare any better.

Young Master Gu knew that even if he distanced himself from the old man now, it would be of no use.

There was no other way, Young Master Gu could only bury his head low, hoping his presence would disappear.

After all, in Young Master Gu’s heart, Elder Su’s bid was already sky-high.

Even if his grandfather was out of his mind, continuing to bid was out of the question.

Feeling there was no need to worry about the old man raising that obtrusive bidding paddle again, Young Master Gu naturally stopped paying attention to his grandfather.

If it weren’t for the fact that Young Master Gu had come in the same car as the old man today.

By now, Young Master Gu might have already slipped away quietly.

As for whether the old man would blame him afterward, that was no longer within Young Master Gu’s considerations.

Of course, since he had not driven himself, all of Young Master Gu’s thoughts could not become reality.

Helpless, Young Master Gu could only sit there and wait for the auction to end.

"One hundred and seventy-eight million for the second time."

The moment arrived, and the auctioneer eagerly called out Elder Su’s second bid.

In the auctioneer’s heart, Old Man Gu would not raise the bidding paddle again.

This Tang Bohu’s "Returning Home on a Donkey" was finally about to settle.

As for the price of one hundred and seventy-eight million, the auctioneer was quite pleased.

The auctioneer felt the Su Family people were truly like gods of wealth.

Due to the involvement of the young master of the Su Family, the second auction item also sold for a high price.

Now there was no need to mention this Tang Bohu’s "Returning Home on a Donkey."

The starting price was already high, and the current bidding was nearly reaching two billion.

How was this not wonderful news for the auctioneer?

Moreover, since the bid was made by Elder Su, the auctioneer did not have to worry about the Su Family being unable to pay in the end.

If even the Su Family couldn’t afford this genuine Tang Bohu painting, the auctioneer thought it might as well be kept by his boss for kindling.

No need for any more talk, the auctioneer had already flattered all he could for today.

It just appeared that Elder Su and the young master of the Su Family didn’t seem to care in the slightest.

The auctioneer also didn’t know how to carry on with his flattery.

After all, even the auctioneer, who always prided himself on his eloquence, had a day when he was at a loss for words.

After the auctioneer called out the second bid, everyone else in the auction hall, with the exception of Su Mu, Elder Su, and Ah Fook.

All turned to look at Old Man Gu in unison.

It wasn’t that these people were looking forward to Old Man Gu raising his bidding paddle again.

Their gazes clearly conveyed nothing but pure ridicule.

People weren’t looking at Old Man Gu to continue the excitement of the bidding against Elder Su.

They were just watching Old Man Gu’s joke unfold.

The kind of joke about someone of his age not knowing the immensity of the heavens and the earth.

Anyway, everyone was clear in their hearts that Old Man Gu couldn’t afford Tang Bohu’s "Returning Home on a Donkey."

Actually, there weren’t many people present who could come up with so much liquid cash on the spot to buy a painting that, in reality, served no practical purpose to them.

Of course, for those who could afford it, the collection value of this Tang Bohu’s "Returning Home on a Donkey" was very substantial.

Otherwise, Su Junqiang would not have shown up at today’s auction.

These kind of antique-level artworks, especially those from the hands of Tang Bohu, were priceless treasures.

Su Junqiang had come with the sole purpose of collecting.

However, Su Junqiang had not expected Old Man Gu’s scene to erupt.

Old Man Gu, watching those ridiculing eyes, really wanted to angrily retort.

But Old Man Gu knew that no matter what he said, it was of no use.

The only way to make these people retract their mocking gaze was to win the genuine Tang Bohu painting himself.

Unfortunately, Old Man Gu had the will but not the capacity.

This kind of pretension of wealth, without the actual money, truly had no persuasive power whatsoever.

The hatred in Old Man Gu’s heart was beyond what words could describe.

Old Man Gu felt that things shouldn’t be this way.

Why didn’t Su Junqiang show the same "affability" he did after stepping back, and give up the auction when he saw him persistently bidding?

If that had happened, Old Man Gu would have spent his entire fortune to buy that genuine Tang Bohu painting, no matter what.

For Old Man Gu, he had lost too much face today.

So much so, it seemed that Old Man Gu might not be able to hold his head high in Huadong City again.

Old Man Gu did not reflect on his abnormal behavior today, instead feeling that it was all Su Junqiang’s fault.

Even if Old Man Gu felt Su Junqiang’s problems were enormous, there was nothing he could do to Su Junqiang.

The principle of an auction has always been that the one who can pay is the boss, and this rule will never change.

Su Junqiang is wealthy, the Su Family enterprise is wealthy, this was clear in all the tycoons’ minds present.

Obviously, Old Man Gu was also painfully aware of this.

He simply couldn’t compete with Su Junqiang financially, nor could he use money to regain his face now.

Old Man Gu’s lips, which had relaxed, were now tightly pursed again.

At this point, Old Man Gu clearly knew that it was impossible for him to win the genuine Tang Bohu painting.

Because Su Junqiang’s demeanor had given Old Man Gu a clear awareness that Su Junqiang was seriously determined this time.

Old Man Gu simply couldn’t expect to snatch the auction opportunity from Su Junqiang with a stroke of luck.

But Old Man Gu really couldn’t accept this; hadn’t he been sitting in the auction hall just to salvage some pride?

Now, not only had he failed to regain any face, but he had also earned a reputation for shamelessness.

Naturally, Old Man Gu blamed this on Su Junqiang, too.

In Old Man Gu’s view, he and Su Junqiang had torn their faces apart anyway.

And judging by Su Junqiang’s attitude, he was also unlikely to have a good impression of him anymore.

Since that was the case, Old Man Gu felt that if he was not going to have it easy, he might as well make Su Junqiang "shed some blood" to find a little psychological comfort.

Old Man Gu made a decision in his heart and suddenly felt as if his previously powerless arms were filled with strength.

"One hundred million..."

The internal struggle in Old Man Gu’s mind had not been brief, the Auctioneer had already called out the third price.

"Two hundred million."

Old Man Gu reacted very quickly. Before the Auctioneer could fully call out the third bid, Old Man Gu firmly raised his bidding sign.

And unlike the previous few times he raised his board, Old Man Gu finally called out his bid with conviction.

This meant that this time, Old Man Gu was not just raising the bid by one million.

From 178 million to 200 million, he directly added a whopping 22 million.

Old Man Gu held his head especially high, feeling that this time he was finally not just "shameless."

As for why everyone called him "shameless," Old Man Gu was of course very clear.

Wasn’t it because he always increased the bid by one million, one million each time?

Compared to Su Junqiang’s ten million, twenty million increments, did that not seem a bit stingy?

But this time was different, as Old Man Gu’s bid increase was a direct addition of twenty-two million.

Old Man Gu felt he was quite generous.

Of course, Old Man Gu was not prepared to actually win the auction item.

The sole reason Old Man Gu did this was purely to make Su Junqiang spend more money.

It was the mentality of, "If I’m not happy, I won’t let you be happy either."

In Old Man Gu’s heart, Su Junqiang had always been unwilling to give up competing with him, and this time would certainly be no exception.

Another point, Su Junqiang’s increments went from ten million, to twenty million, and then to fifty million.

That is to say, each of Su Junqiang’s increases was built on the previous one.

Following Su Junqiang’s habit, with Old Man Gu’s new bid, Su Junqiang should increase his bid further based on a fifty million foundation.

Thus, the reason Old Man Gu made such a bold increase of twenty-two million was purely to make Su Junqiang spend more.

Regarding Old Man Gu’s this move, the most shocked person was Young Master Gu.

"Grandfather, what are you doing?"

Young Master Gu, no longer caring about his image, stood up abruptly and rushed to Old Man Gu’s side, snatching the bidding paddle that was still raised in the air.

Unfortunately for him, Old Man Gu had already called out the bid, and even if Young Master Gu smashed the bidding paddle now, it would be of no use.

Old Man Gu had no plans to continue bidding either.

This time was just to give Su Junqiang a hard time. Old Man Gu knew that he couldn’t always do this kind of thing.

So when his grandson wanted that bidding paddle, Old Man Gu made no move to stop him.

"Go ahead and take it," he thought; the bidding paddle was now useless to Old Man Gu anyway.

But he couldn’t accept his grandson’s attitude.

With a stern look, Old Man Gu, the man in control of the Gu Family’s finances, projected an authority that was not to be questioned.

"Sit down."

Without waiting for his grandson to say anything embarrassing, Old Man Gu reprimanded sharply, causing the unresponsive Young Master Gu to obediently sit down.

"Two hundred million, Boss Gu bids two hundred million."

Reluctant as he was, the Auctioneer still had to announce Old Man Gu’s latest bid.

"Has Old Man Gu gone mad? Two hundred million? Can the Gu Family even produce that much cash?"

"Exactly, I think Old Man Gu has either gone crazy or become foolish."

"Old Man Gu is anything but foolish, he’s doing this on purpose."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Haven’t you noticed how much Old Master Su cares about this Tang Bohu’s authentic painting? Old Man Gu surely wants to use these lowly tactics to make Old Master Su pay more."

"I see, that makes sense. The Gu Family pulling out two hundred million in cash on the spot is just a pipe dream."

"Old Man Gu is very crafty, there’s not a single thing he does that is aboveboard."

It seems that many people shared Old Man Gu’s thoughts, believing that Old Master Su was determined to get this Tang Bohu painting, "Thoughts on My Way Home by Donkey."

No wonder Old Man Gu was so confident.