"You mean I've been deceived?" Wang Wenlong's face suddenly turned from white to green, and he waved his arms excitedly, "Absolutely impossible! You are talking nonsense! The UK is a legal society, and I was a competing item bought at a regular auction! They can
Are you blatantly pretending to be real? You are either young and don’t know how high the sky is when you say that, or you want to lower the price for me! Playing such tricks in front of me is really a flood to the Dragon King Temple, and you don’t even look at what I do!"
"Uncle, don't get excited!" Xiaowa took a lunge and used his strong body to block Wang Wenlong, who was about to hit and kill him. "Don't get excited. Let me, Brother Yu, explain it clearly, okay?"
The scene was a bit chaotic for a moment. Zhang Moyan frowned slightly and spoke like a beautiful robot: "I once interviewed a director of the Xi'an Institute of Cultural Relics. He told me personally that there were overseas organizations in the 1970s. He went to my country specifically to buy high-quality imitations from the private sector, and then went to various exhibitions and catalogs around the world. After a few decades, these things became antiques with published records and orderly circulation."
Zhang Moyan said this ruthlessly and calmly, giving people a very high sense of credibility. This undoubtedly stabbed Wang Wenlong in the heart again.
Wang Wenlong was almost furious. Wang Zhongguo, who was at a loss, had no choice but to advise him: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. If we have something to say, let him talk it over. If someone says it's false, let him present the facts and provide evidence!"
"In this world, 80% of people are led into the abyss by their own desires, and 20% of people use the desires of others to obtain benefits. Team Wang, you are in such a job, so you should be more aware of this kind of human nature than the average person, right?
"Xiao Xingyu's calmness is in sharp contrast to Wang Wenlong.
Although Xiao Xingyu looks young, when it comes to professional fields, the speaking style of a superior person has long since disappeared.
After hearing his words, Wang Wenlong immediately became short of breath. It took him a long time to catch his breath: "Why do you think this floating water jar is fake? What evidence do you have? Do you think that an organization as big as mine doesn't believe it and just believes what you say casually?
A word or two about?"
Xiao Xingyu expressed deep sympathy for Wang Wenlong: "I can completely understand your mood, but it is an indisputable fact that this porcelain jar was made by modern people. First of all, you can ask the Linyi Public Security Bureau about the cultural relics smuggling case they uncovered back then.
I think they will be honest about such a glorious thing and there is no need to hide it. Secondly, I can tell you what is wrong with this jar?"
"Okay, tell me!" Wang Wenlong pushed Xiaowa away, panting, grabbing the English "book" and sitting down, "If you don't tell me that you are ugly, I won't be done with you!"
Xiao Xingyu smiled nonchalantly and picked up the porcelain jar again: "If this thing is real, then it should be an object made of clay from the Cizhou kiln in the Song Dynasty. The glaze has the texture of transparent jade.
Under a magnifying glass, the glaze color appears to be dotted. The glaze color of your jar is stiff and does not have the texture of jade. Under a magnifying glass, the dotted color can only be seen at the mouth of the jar and the edge of the base, which is the case with most imitations. Besides, this peculiar floating cloud and flowing water pattern, in fact,
Some knowledgeable people have long figured out how to do it. It is not done with a pen, but with makeup clay containing cobalt oxide dropped on it and then blown out with the mouth. The blowing creates this feeling of floating clouds and flowing water. If you like it, please follow
This time I will arrange for my students to make one for each of you."
Snap!
The book in Wang Wenlong's hand fell to the ground. His eyes were straight and he sat motionless in the leather chair.
"Brother Long, are you okay?" Wang Zhongguo pushed Wang Wenlong carefully.
Wang Wenlong came to his senses, tremblingly touched the packet of Zhonghua on the table, and poured out a cigarette. Xiao Wa on the side quickly lit the cigarette for him with a lighter.
"I want to ask them to return it!" Wang Wenlong took a puff of cigarette, his voice was very unstable, "Can I ask them to return it?"
Xiao Xingyu nodded: "Theoretically, it's possible, but you have to find an appraisal agency that is recognized by both parties to re-appraise it first. Since it is an appraisal agency that is recognized by both parties, this... I guess you won't get the results you want.
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Wang Wenlong was startled, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Doesn't that mean it's real! No matter what, the appraisal agency will still identify it as real, right? Haha, what do I have to worry about?"
Wang Wenlong suddenly became enlightened and felt relieved. Zhang Moyan couldn't help but sigh: "But the problem is that you can't change your hand."
Wang Wenlong's smile suddenly froze, and the air suddenly cooled down.
"Yes, uncle," Xiao Wa said blankly, "Aren't you going to sell this can now? I'm afraid it won't be easy to find a buyer who only believes in this foreign devil like you, right?"
"Shut up!" Wang Zhongguo immediately scolded his precious son.
"What for?" Xiaowa said unconvinced, "I'm telling the truth. People who can spend 3 million to buy antiques will definitely bring their own experts to check them out! Even if they are sold, once the appraisal turns out to be fake, our country will
With the Consumer Rights Protection Act, my uncle can’t escape. Not only does he have to return the money in full, but he may even have to pay compensation!”
"You still haven't shut up when I told you to!" Wang Zhongguo hit Xiaowa, "You are the only one who knows more!"
Wang Wenlong's face was already very ugly. He smoked the cigarette in his hand silently and did not speak for a long time. A cigarette was about to burn his butt. He seemed to suddenly have an idea and put the cigarette butt in the ashtray.
"My dear nephew, why don't we make a deal?" Wang Wenlong leaned on the table with his elbows, his eyes flashing cunningly, "You buy this porcelain jar from me, and I will help you and my aunt to get the plum vase out for you. I don't want the jar."
If I sell it to you for 3 million, you can take it at the original price of 1.54 million."
Xiao Xingyu said nothing, leaning back on his seat and looking at Wang Wenlong with a smile.
Zhang Moyan was simply unbelievable: "What are you talking about? Even Xingyu recognized that this is a fake jar, and you actually want to sell it to us?"
"That's right." Wang Wenlong nodded affirmatively, "My wife divorced me because of this jar, and it's very important to me to get the money back. Not only do I have to find a buyer now, but I also can't let my wife know that I bought a fake.
Goods. I won’t let you suffer. My aunt has everything taken care of by me. I will definitely give you the plum vase."
Zhang Moyan shook his head speechlessly and reiterated: "We don't want Mei Ping anymore, so you don't have to try against us."
Wang Wenlong also shook his head: "You are really willing to give up that plum vase? It contains the secret of azure glazed porcelain. Isn't this what your Xiao family and Chen family have been pursuing for dozens of generations?"
"Grandma's plum vase really has the secret of azure glazed porcelain?" Xiaowa and his father looked at each other, and then cried to Xiao Xingyu with great regret, "Oh my god, I...I'm sorry for you, Brother Yu...
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Xiao Xingyu patted Xiaowa's arm in an old-fashioned manner, and then asked Wang Wenlong calmly: "Captain Wang, how are you sure that there is a secret of azure glazed porcelain in the plum vase? Who told you?"
"Who else should tell me this?" Wang Wenlong said confidently, "If there is no secret of azure glazed porcelain, how could Chen Yun do everything possible to get this plum vase?"