The auction had already been underway for over an hour. The atmosphere in the Banquet Hall had grown heated. Mayor Zhong Zhengwei's calligraphy sold for a full three million, making Mayor Zhong smile. He glanced toward Dong Xuebin and Xie Huilan, then nodded at them kindly. His calligraphy had taken first place and sold at a sky-high price, even ten times higher than that famous painter's work. It gave Mayor Zhong a great deal of face.
Dong Xuebin carried the calligraphy down from the stage.
As Xie Huilan passed Zhong Zhengwei, she chuckled. "Mayor Zhong, I'm keeping your calligraphy. I'll have it mounted and hang it at home later."
Zhong Zhengwei smiled wryly. "How could my calligraphy possibly be worth that much?"
Dong Xuebin cut in, "Your calligraphy is excellent. It's worth any amount."
Zhong Zhengwei smiled and pointed at him. "What a flatterer. Haha, as long as you like it."
"I rather like calligraphy too." Xie Huilan smiled. "Could we ask you for guidance another day? You can give me a few pointers?"
Zhong Zhengwei said, "Sure, but I wouldn't call it guidance. We can learn from each other."
After chatting for a few moments, Dong Xuebin and Xie Huilan returned to their seats.
Some relationships were built this way, and some face was given this way.
Seeing the two of them, Luo Haiting and many others could only smile wryly. Spending three million on an ordinary piece of calligraphy was something only Director Dong could do.
After sitting down, Dong Xuebin turned his head and whispered, "Getting closer to Mayor Zhong will help you in the future too. The money was well spent. All that nonsense about not being able to bid more than the municipal party secretary donated is bullshit. In the end, isn't this still laying