Chapter 138: The Oligarch Who Was Slapped in the Face

In the first half of the auction, neither Lu Ning nor Istantin nor Antonio participated in it. These antique cars with a large number of possessions are not the choice of a few people, but Friedmansky used more than 3 million auctions. I got off a few cars, and every time I took a picture, I looked at Lu Ning triumphantly, as if showing off.

A few little brats, what's the use of a great family background, do the adults in the family give you so much money? Come to the auction, joke.

Friedmansky understood the inaction of Lu Ning and the others as shyness.

It's no wonder that at Lu Ning's age, the family's support is generally not strong.

Looking at Friedmansky's smug expression, Istanbul and Antonio also sneered, country bumpkins, who bought a few antique cars with so many possessions at a high price, where are they still self-righteous.

And Lu Ning, ignoring this financial oligarch, bah, in a few years it will be the end of your group of oligarchs. If you can still come out now, you will become exiles in a few years.

Compete with you like this, drop the price.

During the intermission, Friedmansky, who thought he had achieved a lot, proudly took out a cigar and walked to the cigar room at a pace of 258,000 to 80,000.

"Damn it, I almost couldn't help it. When I saw that guy's face, I wanted to slap him." The first to complain was Antonio, who had the hottest temper.

"Forget it, the first half was just an appetizer. You didn't realize that the auctioneer's face was almost full of laughter. Those few cars that weren't very good were taken away by the financial oligarch at a high price."

Istanbul sneered, not knowing how to describe this oligarch's vision, the waste in the eyes of others was regarded as a treasure by him, and Istanbul deliberately did the math for him, and he was more than 100% premium. No wonder the auctioneer had such a happy smile on his face.

Who would be unhappy to meet such a rich two fools.

Friedmansky didn't even know that in the eyes of everyone, he was already a typical representative of stupid people and a lot of money.

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The second half of the auction is the focus. The first car is a 1958 Ferrari 250GT SWB California Spyder.

This Ferrari 250GT, which produced only 106 units from 1957 to 1962, has 280 horsepower and a 4-speed manual transmission.

The first protagonist of this auction is the real debut.

Lu Ning also took a fancy to this Ferrari 250GT before, but after listening to what Istantin said, he set his goal on the last Ferrari 250 GTO.

"Guys, the starting price for this car is $2 million."

The successor of this car is "Ferrari. California", which belongs to one of Ferrari's classic models. Of course, the price of the successor of this production car is completely incomparable with this Ferrari 250GT.

"3000000."

"5000000."

"5.5 million."

The price is getting faster and faster, but this can't stop people from pursuing it.

"8 million." Friedmansky thought he was domineering and reported a number, thinking that it would be the same as before. Everyone was shocked by his heroism, and then they all stopped, and he became the owner of this Ferrari 250GT. .

However, the truth gave Friedmansky a big mouth.

"8.5 million."

"9 million."

The price quoted by Friedmansky did not stay for a second at all and was surpassed.

Everyone sneered in their hearts, Tu Leopard, how could the previous car be fooled, we will give it to you, do you really think you are rich? They're just buying junk at a high price.

And this Ferrari 250GT,

Its estimated price is already around 12 million.

Who are you trying to scare you by reporting a price of 8 million?

"Hey, brothers, you don't have any needs, right? I'll take it, little brother." Antonio saw that the price was almost the same, and said hello to Lu Ning and Istantin, and was about to shoot.

"Whatever." Lu Ning made a light gesture.

Hearing the conversation of several people, Friedmansky sneered a little, what are you pretending to be, can you have the money to participate? Now it is almost over 10 million, not 1 million, what are you pretending to be, but in the next second, the price quoted by Antonio surprised Friedmansky.

"15 million." Antonio was the first in the small group of Lu Ning to raise his hand to participate in the offer.

If you don't make a move, it will be a sky-high price of 15 million.

Friedmansky: Damn, are young people so arrogant these days? Raise the price by 5 million as soon as you make a move? What the heck, when did the dollar become worthless?

Antonio's first offer made most of the people present lose interest in bidding.

It has already exceeded the estimated value of 3 million. This figure is bought back, but the collection is another matter. If you want to monopolize it, you will not necessarily increase to this price without spending ten years.

This makes many buyers who choose to sell or speculate directly lose their desire.

After Anthony Hao shouted the price, he glanced at Friedmansky, the meaning was very clear, you are not Hao, keep up.

Friedmansky was stimulated and immediately shouted the price of 16 million.

However, as soon as he finished shouting, Friedmansky regretted it a little, $16 million, how could he be impulsive.

The financial turmoil in 1998 left Friedmansky seriously injured, and he finally managed to stop the bleeding by selling two buildings.

Now, in order to breathe, I even shouted the sky-high price of 1600.

"16.5 million." Fortunately, Friedmansky didn't worry for too long, and a Belgian car collector quoted a new price.

"17 million" Antonio seems to be stable on the surface at this moment, but he is also very anxious in his heart. 17 million is almost his limit.

I didn't expect that I suddenly increased the price by 5 million and still didn't scare others.

"17.5 million." The other party was still bidding and added another 500,000.

"18 million." This is Antonio's last offer. No matter what price the other party offers, Antonio is not going to increase the price. Otherwise, he will eat dirt for the next year.

However, I didn't expect that the Belgian collector of the other side was also at the end of the game. After Antonio reported the figure of 18 million, he shook his head and stopped bidding.

"18 million, the first time."

"18 million, the second time, there is no bid."

"18 million, the third time." The auctioneer finally dropped the hammer reluctantly under Antonio's cannibalistic eyes.

"Congratulations to bidder No. 7 for this 1958 Ferrari 250GT SWB California Spyder for $18 million."

Amid the congratulations from Lu Ning and Istanbul, Antonio gracefully stood up and saluted, and gave Friedmansky a provocative look again.

But this time, Friedmansky didn't pay attention to the other party at all. The feeling of being slapped in the face with money made Friedmansky very unhappy, but what else could he do.

This is America, here is America where capitalism is supreme, and with countless dollars, you can have the absolute right to speak.