I saw a tall and beautiful woman, holding a gilt Buddha in her hand, rushing in angrily, looking like she was about to run away.
Behind her, there were several young men and women.
Wu Peiyao is also among them.
With the appearance of this woman and her rage, everything in the Wu family fell silent. Everyone looked at each other with a look of surprise on their faces.
Just throw this gilt Buddha away and lose millions?
Oh my god! It’s really fake!
Suddenly, everyone cast strange looks at Wu Chenghui.
When Wu Chenghui heard this woman's words, his body froze, as if he had been shocked by electricity, and fell into a brief sluggish state.
"Ruoling, is this Buddha statue you picked up from the door very valuable?"
Wu Peiyao walked to the woman and asked weakly.
Li Ruoling's chest trembled as he said: "This gilt Buddha is from the Yongle period. It is so well preserved and has such exquisite workmanship that it is rare in the world. There is no doubt that this statue was made by a certain palace master during the Yongle period."
"Some time ago, at Sotheby's auction, a gilt Buddha from the Yongle period was auctioned that was not as good in appearance and workmanship. The final transaction price was 8.6 million."
"Judging from the condition and exquisiteness of this gilt Buddha, if it were to be auctioned at Sotheby's, it would fetch at least 10 million. This is still a very conservative price."
"But it was thrown on the ground. It was obvious that some of the golden knees were knocked off, and a small piece of the base was also knocked off. Two of the three heads and six arms were broken. Even if it is glued back, it is not complete."
"So this throw will result in a loss of at least 3 to 4 million. The gilt Buddha, which was originally worth 10 to 12 million, is now estimated to be worth only 600 to 8 million."
"What if this isn't a waste of natural resources?"
After the words fell, the Wu family fell silent.
Everyone was shocked!
I can’t believe that this gilt Buddha is worth 10 million to 12 million!
"Mom, what's going on? Who threw away such a noble gilded Buddha!"
Wu Peiyao asked frantically.
The fourth aunt replied: "It's your third aunt's son-in-law, a gift for your grandparents. Your eldest brother thinks that your third aunt's son-in-law is because his family rented luxury cars, brought fake goods, and came to our house to show off and pretend to be rich."
The antiques given were also fake, so I threw them out of the hall."
At first glance!
Li Ruoling exploded and yelled at Wu Chenghui: "You are sick, you are so stupid, just chop it up, why are you throwing away such a precious antique? You know that with this throw away, a cultural relic that is close to a national treasure will be lost to you.
Was it destroyed?"
She is the daughter of an antique merchant. She loves and cherishes precious and rare antiques, so she feels indignant when the antiques are destroyed.
"I told you it was going to be a big deal. If you don't believe it, are you confused now?"
Xiao Zhan asked coldly, full of displeasure.
Wu Chenghui forced a smile and asked: "Ruo Ling, are you blind? My cousin-in-law is a poor delivery man. His monthly salary is only three to four thousand yuan. How can he afford to give away such expensive antiques?"
"So, the gilt Buddha in your hand must be a fake that he bought from a street stall for several hundred yuan, and it can never be the real thing!"
"Yes, Ruoling." Wu Peiling also said: "If you take a closer look, this must be a fake, and it can never be the real thing!"
"Fake?" Li Ruoling smiled coldly: "Are you doubting my vision? If you think this is a fake, fine, I'll buy it for three million, how about we close the deal right away?"
What!
She wants to spend three million to buy it?
Everyone was shocked.
Li Ruoling is the daughter of an antique dealer and knows the best about antiques. She wants to spend three million to buy it. Doesn't it mean that this gilt Buddha is real?
Wu Huilan, on the other hand, was so angry that her lungs exploded.
"Chenghui, Chenghui, if you think it's fake, you can return the item to my son-in-law. Why did you throw it away? Now that the real antique is broken, it's worthless. How should the loss be calculated?"