Chapter 1282 [1282] Maple Leaf Pavilion, Maple Leaf Pavilion again?

Taro Sakikawa on the stage took the statistical results handed over by the staff and was about to announce them.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly froze, and he thought he was dazzled. He hurriedly looked carefully for a moment to make sure that the statistical results were correct.

He raised his head and glanced at Ye Feng nonchalantly, his expression changing again and again.

His unusual behavior immediately aroused the suspicion of the people in the audience.

According to the previous practice, Taro Sakikawa would announce the statistical results immediately after receiving them. Why is he hesitating now?
"Mr. Sakigawa, is there something wrong with the statistical results this time? Why aren't they announced?"

Someone on the stage immediately raised a question.

Taro Sakikawa finally reacted and immediately pulled himself together, "Ahem, it's nothing, I'm a little presbyopic and didn't see clearly. Lot 063, the highest bid is ... island currency. The bidder is... China Maple Leaf Pavilion!"

When he said "two million, four hundred and fifty thousand", Miki Chaoyang had already stood up slowly and began to wave to everyone, ready to accept congratulations.

But when he heard the second "zero one yuan", his legs suddenly went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

What the hell is this "zero one yuan"? Did the auction house make a mistake in its statistics?

As soon as this doubt popped up in his mind, he heard the next sentence from Sakikawa Taro.

Huaguo Maple Leaf Pavilion? What the hell is that?

But he quickly realized that Maple Leaf Pavilion, isn’t that the antique shop owned by Ye Feng?

Thinking of this, he suddenly turned around and looked at Ye Feng, "Is this the price you quoted?"

Ye Feng showed a harmless smile on his face, "I just said that I have a little more confidence than you, really only a little."

After saying that, regardless of how ugly Sanmu Chaoyang's expression was, he stood up with the ecstatic Lin Qianqian and waved to everyone else.

There was immediate applause in the venue to congratulate the two.

Sanmu Chaoyang looked at Ye Feng's glorious appearance coldly, feeling secretly resentful in his heart.

The best pieces in this collection have already been selected by him in advance.

Who could have thought that this kid would suddenly show up and rob him.

And he only had one dollar more than him. He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Toyama Shita, who was sitting next to him, said hurriedly, "Mr. Miki, please be patient. This guy is just a blind cat that has found a dead mouse. Let's give this collection to him. Just like giving away a beggar, we still have so many more."

Sanmu Chaoyang snorted coldly and had to suppress his anger temporarily.

He has no other choice but to suppress it. The results have already been announced. What else can he do?
I just hope that this guy is really a blind cat that catches a dead mouse.

His quotations are confidential, and the guy probably won't know about them in advance.

However, his psychological comfort did not last long, and soon it was his turn to bid for the second collection.

"The highest bid for collection No. 012 is..." Taro Sakikawa was holding the statistical sheet and reading halfway through when his voice suddenly stopped and an expression as if he had seen a ghost appeared on his face.

The people in the audience waited for a moment, and seeing that he had no intention of continuing the announcement, a burst of discussion immediately broke out.

"What's wrong with Mr. Sakigawa? Why are you stuck again?"

"I don't know. The last time, he seemed very surprised by the result."

"That's a bit strange, why would he be surprised by the result?"

"The only thing that can surprise a person is that he already has an answer, and the answer he gets now is beyond his expectations..."

The discussions of the people in the audience reached Taro Sakikawa's ears, which immediately woke him up and he hurriedly continued to announce the results.

"The highest bid for collection No. 012 is... island currency. The bidder is... China Maple Leaf Pavilion!" "Wow..."

There was another round of exclamations from the audience.

Maple Leaf Pavilion, Maple Leaf Pavilion again?
……

This time, Sanmu Chaoyang didn't stand up as impulsively as before, but he also raised his butt half way.

But when he heard the final result, he felt like he was struck by lightning. He froze there, unable to stand or sit.

Maple Leaf Pavilion? Why is it this Maple Leaf Pavilion again?
He looked at Ye Feng with red eyes, like a vicious wolf ready to devour someone.

It would have been a coincidence once, but now it happens again.

Every quote was one dollar more than his.

If he still thinks this is a coincidence, then he has been living a dog's life all these years.

This guy knew his offer in advance!

He immediately thought of a possibility and turned abruptly to look at Shita Toyama standing beside him.

Before this, apart from him and a few of his close associates, this person was the only one who knew about his offer.

Those few close confidants had followed him through thick and thin for decades and would never betray him.

Then there is only one possibility.

This bastard must have revealed his bottom price to that kid.

Toyama Shita met his gaze and shuddered, "Mr. Miki, it really wasn't me. I really didn't tell this kid about your offer. I swear to God!"

He was well aware of how cruel Miki Chaoyang's methods were, and he quickly swore to be loyal.

Miki Chaoyang stared at him fiercely, "If you hadn't disclosed the offer to him, why did this guy's offer only cost one dollar more than mine? And he still said it wasn't you?"

Toyama Shita shook his head like a wave drum, "Mr. Miki, think about it, what good will it do for me to do this? My wife and children are in your hands. If I dare to betray you so blatantly, the only outcome will be the destruction of my family."

After hearing his explanation, Miki Chaoyang felt that it made some sense.

This time, he asked Toyama Shita to come out of retirement, and not only gave him a generous reward, but also detained his family for insurance purposes. He had no reason to betray him.

But if it wasn't Toyama Shita who betrayed, then who could it be?

Ye Feng expressed his gratitude to everyone at the venue again and sat back in his seat. "Mr. Sanmu, what's wrong? You don't look well."

Sanmu Chaoyang stared at him with a sneer on his face, "Mr. Ye, you are very clever. These two items are real treasures, and you actually bought them at such a low price, amazing!"

Ye Feng waved his hand modestly, "Luck, it's all luck."

After saying that, he did not forget to add, "Mr. Miki, have you not yet found the collection you like?"

Miki Chaoyang's cheeks twitched a few times, and he nodded with a fake smile, "No hurry, wait a little longer."

He was just speaking casually, but who would have thought that the next few items to be auctioned would end up in the same way.

Every time Ye Feng quoted a price, it was exactly one dollar more than his.

Miki Chaoyang's expression became increasingly ugly, and in the end it became terrifyingly gloomy.

Some buyers sitting around him also noticed that something was wrong with his expression, and they all stood up and sat further away.

(End of this chapter)