Luo Tian's eloquent talk made Ouyang believe in his words. Although he felt a little guilty in his heart, he felt much better when he thought that Ouyang's original purpose was not simple.
There were Chinese people present, some foreigners with typical high-nose bridges, and many local Indians. It seemed that everyone participated in this underground auction through different channels. Luo Tian saw that everyone had something in their hands.
He was holding a beer glass with a number written on it. He looked down at his own and saw that there was also a number 12 written on it. "Ouyang, what does this mean?" Luo Tian asked.
"Number, as usual, everyone's bid is placed in the beer glass, and then the organizer checks it, and the one with the highest price gets it." Ouyang said: "What you are thinking now is..."
"Except for the painting by Xu Beihong, I have no other ideas at all. However, if it is this way, it doesn't matter whether the painting is needed or not. It may not be successful anyway, and after all, it is just a painting.
It's just a fake." Luo Tian pretended to be relaxed and said: "Just think of it today as a show."
Ouyang couldn't hide the disappointment on his face. At this moment, a man in a gray shirt came over. Ouyang stood up and introduced Luo Tian: "Luo Tian, this is the person in charge of the market, Brother Hong."
"Hello, Brother Hong." Just do as the Romans do. After the Yamaguchi-gumi incident, Luo Tian only understood one truth: stay out of the mix and don't offend. He won't be so lucky and escape death every time.
"Are you Luo Tian?"
Kao, Luo Tian cursed secretly, his reputation shouldn't be so famous: "Does Brother Hong know about me?"
"Have you heard of it..." Brother Hong did not comment, and Luo Tian felt a chill in his heart. It would be better if he heard it from the Yamaguchi group.
"I have an acquaintance who is your friend."
Luo Tian's heart returned to his stomach: "Yes?"
"Suzuki Masaru."
Luo Tian's heart was in his throat again. It was as if he was cursed and couldn't escape. Luo Tian chuckled: "In a sense, we can be considered friends."
"It's strange, he said the same thing." Brother Hong didn't seem to know the details of the dispute, which made Luo Tian's heart return. This time, he mentioned it again, and again, Luo Tian seemed to have experienced
After a big battle, before I knew it, my palms were sweating.
Ouyang suddenly whispered in Brother Hong's ear. Brother Hong's face darkened and he sat down: "Is what Ouyang said true? Are those all fakes?"
"That's right." Luo Tian mustered up the courage to lie openly: "It can be collected as a handicraft."
Brother Hong's face tightened: "Mr. Luo, I have something to ask of you..."
"Please? I don't dare to take it, I don't take it. If Brother Hong has something to do, just tell me and see if I can help." If Luo Tian came to this dark den, I'm not afraid it would be a lie, especially if he told a lie just now, and now this lie
The rolling was getting bigger and bigger, and Luo Tian couldn't help but touch his nose. This was an unnatural sign on his part.
"There are a lot of guests here today, and I don't want the place to get messed up, so I hope you can keep it secret about the counterfeit goods..." Brother Hong looked at the people on the left and right, but no one was approaching, and continued: "Mr. Luo, what are the conditions?
I can try my best to cooperate. If anything happens in this territory, I won’t say anything."
Phew, Luo Tianzhen wanted to smile bitterly and shake his head. It was almost a miracle that lies could produce such an effect. He suddenly thought, let's make it bigger. There is nothing to do if he doesn't want to make it big now. He pointed at the picture on the table.
Painting: "Although this painting is not the original work of Mr. Xu, it is the work of Mr. Xu's disciple. It is not as valuable as the original work, but it still has a certain collection value. I am interested in collecting it."
Brother Hong laughed: "That's easy to say, so I'll give it to you."
It was such a huge thing that anyone else would have agreed to it, but who is Luo Tian? He immediately refused, it doesn't matter if he took advantage, but if he took advantage and didn't make a dime, it would be too unkind:
"This is not possible. I have said that although it is not an authentic work, it has collection value, which means it is valuable. Giving it away is definitely not allowed. I am willing to pay for it."
It's so shameless, but Brother Hong likes it: "No wonder Suzuki said, you are an extraordinary person."
Luo Tian's heart tightened: "What else did he say about me?"
"He also said... In the antique circle, you are an unprecedented person. I'm surprised how you can be so unprecedented. Now you seem to have some meaning." Brother Hong suddenly stood up and walked towards the corner.
He was whispering something to the person hosting the underground auction.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ouyang whispered: "Luo Tian, Brother Hong has been in Mumbai for ten years. When he first came here, he was just working as a cook in a Chinese restaurant. After a long time, he felt that there was no way out. Later, he accidentally joined a local company.
I was a member of a gang, but I didn’t expect to get ahead of myself.”
It is not uncommon for Chinese people to establish gangs overseas. In fact, to a certain extent, it is related to the injustice suffered by Chinese people abroad. This Brother Hong must have had the same sad experience as many overseas Chinese. Thinking of this, Luo Tian
I can vaguely understand it.
Brother Hong came over again, and Ouyang stopped talking. Brother Hong sat down and said haha: "Everything has been arranged. My people will act according to the situation."
Luo Tian believes that with Brother Hong's personal arrangement, it will not be difficult to get the painting. What he needs to do now is how much should he pay? What is the appropriate price? Brother Hong seems to be quite powerful in this three-nothing area, and he is alone.
Staying in India, it would not be bad if someone protects him. He told a lie. If it is exposed, Brother Hong will feel better if he takes his own money. Luo Tian has some ideas after thinking about it.
At this time, there was a sudden noise outside, and Luo Tian also heard the familiar sound of gunshots. Ouyang stood up nervously, and saw a young man coming in and whispering in Brother Hong's ear. Brother Hong frowned.
, I whispered to my younger brother, and all the visitors hurriedly left through the small door on the other side...
Luo Tian said nervously: "What happened?"
Brother Hong came over and said angrily: "We can't do anything today, maybe next time, but you can take this painting away first, Mr. Luo Tian."
Luo Tian quickly took out his US dollar checkbook, hurriedly wrote a number of words on it, and handed it to Brother Hong's hand: "Brother Hong, it's just a small thing, but it's not respectful. Thank you."
Seeing the one hundred thousand US dollars written on it, Brother Hong was a little surprised: "So much?"
Luo Tian was really ashamed. It wasn't much, it wasn't much. He took the painting and said, "Thank you."
Ouyang secretly praised Luo Tian for being a good person. Seeing how generous Luo Tian was, Brother Hong patted Luo Tian on the shoulder and said, "I won't say any more. If you have anything to do here in the future, just call me. This is my business card.