After taking a deep breath, Gael still pretended to be happy and said, “I didn’t expect you to know about this, Mr. Mayo. Yes, I plan to sell all my collections. I’m old. There’s no use in keeping these things, so why not change it to money for my descendants? You would think the same, right?”
Thomas nodded. “What you said makes sense. But Mr. Conway, according to the information I got, all your collections are conservatively estimated to be worth four billion dollars. However, your buyer only plans to pay five hundred million dollars. ”
Gael's face was pale. How did Thomas know about this?
He swallowed his saliva and said, “You must be joking, Mr. Mayo. The auction hasn’t started, so how could the buyer only be willing to pay five hundred million dollars?”
“Is it really hasn’t started yet?” Thomas said, “To put it nicely, it is an auction, but in fact, there’s no other company participating in the auction other than Art Trading Corporation. This means that you have to sell them at the price given by the Art Trading Corporation. The starting price is five hundred million dollars. Doesn’t it mean that you will sell for five hundred million dollars?”
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