More than a week has passed in the blink of an eye.
After get off work, Steven brought back three oil paintings.
A piece of "Water Lilies" by Monet, a piece of "Cypress Trees in a Wheat Field" by Van Gogh, and a piece of "Crying Woman" by Picasso.
These three oil paintings were all sold in the past two days. They are all works by famous artists and are masterpieces.
"Dad, Zhang Hao, I brought the painting back."
"Steven, be careful, I'll help you."
Zhang Hao hurriedly ran out of the door and helped carry the oil paintings in. The walls of the house were bare, and it was just right to hang a few oil paintings, which made it look more cultural.
Zhang Chongxin’s face suddenly filled with excitement: “Finally we got it, I thought they were unwilling to sell it?”
"It's impossible. It's a buyer's market now. I've seen it a long time ago. They won't be able to hold on for long."
Zhang Hao vowed to do so.
"Thanks to Steven this time, Steven is a fellow villager with them, so people are more willing to believe him."
Steven smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Dad, to be honest, I regret buying these three oil paintings now. The collection market is so sluggish right now, and these oil paintings might really fall into our hands." p>
These three oil paintings cost a total of 23 million, plus dozens of other oil paintings of lesser value, which cost a little less than 80 million. It was really a waste of money, and the store's liquidity was almost at its bottom. "Steven, it's okay." Zhang Hao smiled and reassured, "I really can't sell it. I can collect it myself. If it were before, I would be lucky enough to collect one."
"Lao Si is right, these painters are not ordinary people. Even a big old man like me has heard of them. The key price is so cheap, I definitely can't bear the loss." Zhang Chongxin followed up and agreed.
"Okay, where are these three paintings going to be hung?"
Steven nodded.
He also knows that his brother-in-law is not short of money.
It can be said that "Money can't buy it, but I am happy".
"Just hang it on the wall of the stairs. I will collect a few more famous paintings in the future and try to hang them on all the walls."
Zhang Hao said with confidence.
It would be perfect if we could get the "Mona Lisa". This is the ceiling in the oil painting world, but unfortunately the probability is so low that it is almost impossible.
"I'll get the hammer and nails."
Zhang Chongxin dropped a word and immediately walked to the utility room.
Steven took the opportunity to test: "Zhang Hao, the two hundred million you transferred are almost gone. Should we stop for a while?"
"Are there still no customers coming to your door?"
"Yes, but not much. I only sold dozens of copper coins in total, which is just a drop in the bucket."
"Forget it, I'll transfer another 200 million to you later. It's rare for the old man to be happy, so it's worth spending more money." Zhang Hao said sincerely.
Steven looked around and then reported softly: "Zhang Hao, a big customer came to the store today and wants to sell a batch of calligraphy and paintings. However, the origin of this batch of goods is unknown. Do we want to accept it?"
"The origin is unknown? Can you explain it carefully?"
Zhang Hao quickly asked.
"You must also know that since the eruption of Sulfonite Volcano, the whole of North America has been in chaos. It is normal for some people to take advantage of it."
Steven put it more tactfully.
Zhang Hao frowned slightly: "You mean... these things can only be collected privately and cannot be made public?"
"Yes, that's what it means."
"What about the price?"
If the price is cheap, Zhang Hao doesn't mind taking it.
"There are a total of 129 works, with a package price of 100 million. I asked someone to evaluate them. If they are all authentic, they are worth at least 500 to 800 million."
"Where did these paintings come from?"
"According to the other party, these paintings originally belonged to the Boston Museum of Fine Arts, a 114-year-old art museum that is most famous for its Oriental art."
"Oriental art?"
Zhang Hao looked thoughtful.
"Yes, I have read part of the catalog, and there are several calligraphy works in it, all of which are famous calligraphers in ancient Bactria." Steven recalled.
Zhang Hao immediately made a decision: "You tell the other party tomorrow that we have accepted this batch of goods."
The mainland had a dark past, which resulted in the loss of many cultural relics. Although the Federation was established eighty-seven years ago, many cultural relics cannot be recovered.
Not only does this involve huge interests, but it is also to facilitate cultural exchanges among major regions, so the official attitude is basically to turn a blind eye and close one eye, which is equivalent to acquiescence.
Now that he has the opportunity to get back some cultural relics, he is certainly not willing to give up. After all, no matter how nice the officials say, they cannot cover up that humiliating history.
"Okay, I'll talk to you in person tomorrow."
Steven nodded solemnly.
"You must be careful. Since these people dare to take advantage of the situation, it means they are not a good person. Please be careful not to take risks."
"Don't worry, I know what's going on."
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At dinner time, Li Dajuan heard that there were three more precious oil paintings at home, and she told her grandchildren on the spot to be careful and not to damage these oil paintings.
The twins naturally agreed obediently.
Next, Zhou's mother talked about her grandchildren's birthdays: "Xiao Hao, this Sunday is the birthday of Big Pudding and Little Pudding. You promised them... that you would bring the new mother back, haven't you forgotten it?" p>
This matter is relatively sensitive for her, so it would be best if she took the initiative to bring it up.
"Dad, dad, I want a new mother."
"Dad, adults can't lie."
The twins shouted immediately.
Zhang Hao smiled and nodded: "I have already agreed with Hua Qing that I will bring her over on the weekend to celebrate the birthdays of Big Pudding and his brothers."
His girlfriend was thin-skinned, and even though the two families were very close to each other, she never came to the door. This time, he took advantage of his sons' birthdays and finally convinced her by talking and talking.
As long as you enter the door, the next step will be quick.
"It should have been like this a long time ago. You two have been in love for several months. It's time to bring her back to us. Later, we will find time to meet her parents and fix the wedding date for you two."<
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Li Dajuan couldn't help nagging.
Zhang Haoden was surprised: "Mom, is this too fast?"
"What's the rush? Let's get this done sooner rather than later. We'll try to get the wedding done by the end of the year. Things are unpredictable these days. Who knows what will happen next."
"I don't have any objection, I'm just afraid of Hua Qing..."
Zhang Hao didn't dare to push too hard for fear of backfiring.
Although the two became official boyfriend and girlfriend, it was limited to this and there was no further intimacy. The main reason was that Yang Huaqing was too shy.
Li Dajuan waved his hand: "You are usually busy with work, so forget about this matter. I will discuss it with Hua Qing's parents. As far as I know, Hua Qing is the most filial child. It shouldn't be difficult to give him some advice." p>
"Okay, let's do it your old way."
Zhang Hao is naturally happy to see the success.
If you get married earlier, you can also give your sons a younger sister. The two little guys have long been looking forward to it.