On the way home, Lin Zhengren asked: "Jiang Ye, did you really learn your antique knowledge from TV? Don't fool me."
His face was full of suspicion, and it was obviously difficult to believe this statement.
Watching TV, you can be more professional than other highly respected experts? This is outrageous!
On the other hand, he also didn't want to believe it, and in his heart he hoped that Jiang Ye would have real talent and learning, so that he could help him make money in the future.
Jiang Ye insisted: "Yes, I'm actually lucky. What I learned from the show just came in handy. If what he brought out were other antiques, I wouldn't be able to tell the authenticity from the fake."
Lin Zhengren was very disappointed and sighed: "So that's how it is."
Then he reprimanded: "You are still too stupid. That photo frame must be very valuable, right? You shouldn't say it directly. If we come back another day and buy it at a low price, won't we make a fortune? Hey! Now it's being robbed by others.
Go ahead and do whatever you want!"
Jiang Ye rolled his eyes and thought to himself, if it weren't for me, you would be beaten to the point of being hospitalized now, and you're still not satisfied!
Suddenly I heard someone shouting from behind: "Mr. Jiang! Mr. Jiang Yejiang!"
Jiang Ye looked back and saw an old man with gray hair.
After thinking for a while, he guessed that the other party was probably here for the painting. Lin Zhengren couldn't let Lin Zhengren know that the painting was very valuable.
Said: "Father-in-law, you should go back first, I still have something to do."
Lin Zhengren stretched out his hand and said, "Where's the five hundred thousand you just earned? Hand it over. It's of no use to you anyway. I'll go to other places and maybe I can pick something up and make a fortune."
Jiang Ye was very disdainful.
You don’t understand shit, but you still want to pick up missing pieces in an antique market that is as deep as the sea? It’s simply a fantasy!
But in order not to be annoyed by him, he quickly transferred the five hundred thousand to him, and Lin Zhengren immediately left happily, just like a beggar who had just received five yuan in charity.
Looking at the white-haired old man, Jiang Ye said, "Are you looking for me?"
Fu Zuoyi was startled for a moment and said, "Are you Mr. Jiang Yejiang?"
His eyes were vaguely surprised.
Jiang Ye said: "Not bad."
Fu Zuoyi suddenly raised his eyebrows, "It's true!"
At such a young age, his knowledge of antique appreciation is already very high, and he is even more shrewd in his work. He fooled the antique shop owner, his disciples and others around him.
Regardless of the knowledge and skills, it is not simple.
At that moment, he sincerely introduced himself and stated his intention: "I know that a gentleman should not take away people's favor, but I really like the painting in your hand. Can I boldly ask Mr. Jiang to part with it?"
Of course, I can understand if Mr. Jiang has difficulties, and it doesn’t matter."
Jiang Ye said: "It turns out to be Mr. Fu. I have always heard of Mr. Fu's reputation. Many of the country's cultural relics that were lost overseas were recovered with your help, right? I quite like this painting, but
Since Mr. Fu loves..."
He handed the painting directly to Fu Zuoyi's hands: "Then I'll give it to you."
Fu Zuoyi couldn't believe it.
For such a precious painting, regardless of its artistic value, it only has a commercial value of tens of millions. Such a young man can actually give away something worth tens of millions at the drop of a hat...
This kind of handwriting is simply so generous that it has no boundaries!
This kind of expensive respect was the most expensive that Fu Zuoyi had ever seen in his life. He couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in his heart, and his impression of Jiang Ye was infinitely higher.
Waving his hands, he said, "Mr. Jiang is showing favor to me because he thinks highly of me, but he is not getting rewarded for his merits. This gift is too precious, but I can never accept it."
He took out a bank card and said: "There are ten million in this card. It's not a lot of money. Please accept it no matter what, Mr. Jiang. I'll take the rest of your heart. How about I make friends with Mr. Jiang?"
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Jiang Ye was not pretentious: "If that's the case, then I'll accept it. I'm more than happy to make friends with Mr. Fu. Don't ever mention the word "climbing high" again.
Fu Zuoyi burst out laughing, not only because of the joy of getting the painting, but also because he had made a friend like Jiang Ye who had an appetite for years.
Said: "Brother Jiang is indeed a cheerful person. If you can be of any use to me in the future, just ask."
Jiang Ye said: "Speaking of this matter, I really have something to ask. I'm going to propose to the woman I love. She is very important to me. I don't want to buy the same diamond ring to propose. I don't know what suggestions do you have?
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Fu Zuoyi clapped his hands and said, "I can really help with this matter. What a coincidence. This is a gift specially prepared by God for me and my sister-in-law!"
Jiang Ye looked confused.
Fu Zuoyi explained: "I am usually active in Beijing. The reason why I came to Hanjiang this time is because there is a charity antique auction in the evening. At that time, there will be a pair of extremely rare and exquisite Fengqiuhuang rings for auction."
"That pair of rings is not only unique and exquisite, but also contains the profound cultural heritage of China. Brother, it is perfect for a young talent like you to propose to me. Brother, don't you think this is God's blessing?"
Hearing this, Jiang Ye felt quite happy and said, "In that case, then..."
Suddenly I heard someone yelling: "Jiang Ye! You deserve to die!"
Turning around to look, Hu Bin, Xiang Siqi and Hua Shao were rushing over like evil ghosts crawling out of hell, with disheveled hair, red eyes, and bared teeth.