After Chu Heng came out of the restaurant, he hailed a taxi and went to a warehouse located on the lower reaches of the Potomac River.
He came to Citi this time for two main purposes. One was to sell the bronze artworks in his possession, and the other was to meet Chrissie and talk to him about the film and television adaptation rights of those novels.
And the most important thing is naturally to get rid of bronzes.
Because he was worried about being picked on in the future, he did not plan to go to Adel, who was quite familiar with him, but planned to disguise himself and use another identity to trade.
After Chu Heng got out of the car, he first looked at the vast warehouse area not far away. There were warehouses of various sizes dotted inside, and cars came in and out from time to time.
This warehouse is a very popular type of warehouse here at Citi called self-storage and self-pickup. It is cheap and can be rented on a monthly basis. No matter what you store in it, no one will take care of it, as long as you pay the bill in time.
If the lease is not renewed by the end of the period, the items in the warehouse will be auctioned.
The purpose of Chu Heng coming here is to rent a warehouse and put the bronzes he brought there to facilitate subsequent transactions.
After taking a few glances at the warehouse, he found a place to carry people, dove into his personal warehouse, took the disguise tools and prepared them for half an hour before coming out again.
At this moment, his appearance has changed. With blond hair, pale skin, high bridge of nose, and deep-set eye sockets, he has become a white man.
"not bad."
After taking out a small mirror and checking it carefully, Chu Heng nodded with satisfaction, then put away the mirror and strode into the storage area. He found a familiar staff member and rented one for two thousand dollars.
A medium-sized warehouse lasts a month, covering more than 500 square meters.
After completing the formalities and paying the money, he successfully obtained the key, and then went to the warehouse he rented alone and put the more than 800 pieces of bronze art in the warehouse with him.
More than 800 pieces sounds like a lot, but the items may be large or small, and even if they are packaged with wooden frames, after Chu Heng has stacked them all, there is still less than half of the remaining space in the warehouse of more than 500 square meters.
"Almost exhausted!"
At the door of the warehouse, Chu Heng, covered in dust, looked at the wooden boxes inside, his heart full of expectations.
I don’t know how much money I can get this time...
Then he went into the portable warehouse to clean up the dust on his body, then came out of the storage area carrying a suitcase and took a taxi into downtown Washington.
More than thirty minutes later.
He got off the car near Logan Square, walked a few steps and stopped outside an auction house called Turan.
This auction house is also a private auction house. It is larger and more powerful than Adel Auction House. It not only undertakes auction services, but also acquires works of art.
This is also the reason why Chu Heng came to them.
He had a tight schedule this time and didn't have time to wait for the auction house to organize the auction, so he planned to sell everything in his hand. Although this would cause a lot of losses, it didn't belong to him. Who could let him?
Our costs are low!
"Tap tap tap."
Chu Heng walked forward with his suitcase, pushed open the heavy glass door and walked in.
The receptionist at the door looked up when she heard the movement, and her eyes quickly scanned him like a scanner.
Armani's suit, Louis Vuitton's leather shoes... Oh my god, it's an antique watch from Patek Philippe?!
Rich people!
"Hello sir, how can I serve you?" She asked enthusiastically immediately, putting on what she thought was the most beautiful smile on her face.
"I have something I want to do, and I want to meet the person in charge here." Chu Heng said calmly.
"Excuse me, what is it? Did you bring it?"
"They are Chinese bronzes. There are a lot of them. I only brought some samples today."
"A lot? Can you tell me the quantity in detail?"
"More than eight hundred pieces."
"..."
Such a large amount made the young lady at the front desk stunned for a moment, and then she quickly walked out from behind the table and respectfully invited Chu Heng, a big customer, to the rest area inside. After pouring another glass of water, she returned to herself.
I called the auction house manager and reported the situation.
Not long after, the auction house manager Saban Hunter hurriedly came down from upstairs. He was a middle-aged white man with brown hair, short in stature, and with a bulging beer belly.
Hunter first looked at Chu Heng at the door of the lounge, then walked in with a smile and shook hands with him: "Hello sir, I am Saban Hunter, the manager of Turan Auction House. What is my name?"
"Hello, Mr. Hunter, just call me Price." Chu Heng spoke with an authentic London accent.
"Hello Mr. Price." Hunter let go of his hand and sat across from him, glanced at the suitcase placed at his feet, and asked with a smile: "Can you show me the items you want to sell?"
"No problem." Chu Heng put the suitcase on the coffee table calmly, as calm as an old dog.
Hunter immediately pulled the box in front of him, opened it carefully, and saw two small bronze items and three bulging document bags inside.
Seeing those two exquisite utensils, his eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly took out a pair of white gloves from his body and put them on. He carefully held them in front of him and looked at them. He praised them repeatedly and saw nothing wrong with them.
"What an exquisite bronze, beautiful, really beautiful!"
Hunter watched it over and over obsessively. After a while, he put down his things, looked at the document bags in the box, and asked, "What are these bags?"
"There are photos of other bronzes inside." Chu Heng said.
He immediately picked up another document bag, opened it, poured out the photos inside, and carefully opened them one by one, with a few words of praise popping out of his mouth from time to time.
After looking at the photo in his hand for a long time, Hunter did not look through the photos in the other two bags. After he took the photo back, he asked Chu Heng with eager eyes: "Mr. Price, I don't know what you plan to do with it."
How to sell these artworks? Auction or sell them directly to us?”
"I'm in a hurry for money and want to sell it directly to your company. I don't know if you have the strength to afford it." Chu Heng said with a smile.
"Of course, our Turan Auction House is still very strong." Hunter's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Chu Heng with greed: "But there is one thing I need to tell you in advance. Our company
Most of the items purchased are lower than the market price.”
"I already know this in advance." Chu Heng shrugged and said, "You just need to tell me now whether you will accept this batch of items or not."
“A pleasure to work with!”
Hunter directly stretched out his right hand, his face was as bright as a flower, and his heart was extremely excited.
When these bronzes are obtained, they will raise the price and auction them off. The price difference will be enough for Turan Auction House to make a lot of money, and he will also receive a large commission!
As for the origin of these things, is that important?
In the face of absolute interests, even the law can be trampled on!