At this time, both Shen Binglan and Pan Xun could tell that something was wrong with Cai Ping's mood.
As the leader of this super antiques business, Pan Xun didn't want to be ruined before the transaction was officially completed.
He immediately spoke to smooth things over and said: "Mr. Cai, no matter what the history of this bronze is, it is a fact that it has been damaged. Mr. Salin and I deeply regret this. We are all insiders. The value of this bronze is...
We can have a good talk."
"I don't think there's anything to talk about." Because of Cai Ping's mood, Salin immediately showed an unhappy look, "If you want to buy this bronze from me, you must pay 300 million, otherwise there is no need to negotiate!"
"Three hundred million?"
Hearing such a sky-high figure, some tycoons who appreciated art around were all attracted.
Art collection is something only the super rich can afford.
Therefore, the tycoons present were not surprised that hundreds of millions of pieces of art were traded.
For example, the world-famous Chinese bronze Four-Yang Fangzun cannot even be purchased for one billion yuan, and it is already a priceless treasure.
But the bronze that Salin owned was just an ordinary bronze, and it was seriously damaged and its value had been greatly reduced.
Salin opened his mouth and asked for 300 million. In fact, it was like a lion opening his mouth.
The tycoons all thought that if they were themselves, they would never spend 300 million to buy this bronze.
Not to mention 300 million, even 30 million, they don’t think it’s worth it.
When he heard Salin's quotation, Cai Ping looked a little unhappy.
This Asan clearly wanted to take advantage of him.
But he really wanted this bronze.
The reason why Cai Ping showed pain and anger was because he knew that Salin's three works of art were transferred overseas from China.
As a collector who loves his motherland, Cai Ping didn't want to see these works of art ruined by foreigners, so he spent a lot of money and tried every means to buy them back.
For this reason, he endured the arrogance and arrogance of those foreigners many times.
Salin, Asan, was as arrogant as the foreigners he had met who owned Chinese art before.
He must have known in advance that he wanted to buy back Chinese art, so he was so confident.
"Mr. Salin, according to the market price of antiques in Singapore, the value of this bronze of yours may not reach 300 million. Could you please discuss it with Mr. Cai again?" Pan Xun smoothed things over again.
He wanted to make this deal so bad.
He rarely encounters transactions of this level once a year.
Once the two parties conclude a deal, his commission will be very generous.
However, Salin did not give Pan Xun any face. He always said with a cold face: "I have the final say on the value of my artwork. Mr. Cai, do you want to buy it for 300 million?"
"Mr. Salin, I think we still have room for negotiation. If the price is right, I will buy all three of your works of art." Cai Ping has always dealt with other tycoons as a Chinese who is amiable and makes money.
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In order to get three pieces of art, he didn't want to have a quarrel with Salin.
There was a hint of greed in Salin's eyes: "My bronzes don't cost more than 300 million, but I am very interested in Mr. Cai's property in Singapore. If you are willing to exchange your property for it, I will be happy to work with you."
Make a deal."
"Mr. Salin, it is impossible for me to agree to such transaction conditions!" Cai Ping finally put away his smile.
Ah San’s demands are getting more and more excessive!
His property in Singapore certainly did not earn 300 million in a short period of time.
But in the long run, the income is higher than the value of the three pieces of art combined.
Unless he is a fool, he would agree to use property as a condition of the transaction.
Seeing Cai Ping's tough attitude, Salin was no longer polite: "Humph, I hate doing business with you stingy Chinese businessmen! Cai Ping, even if I smash the bronze, I won't sell it to you!"
Cai Ping stood there with a stiff face.
He was in great pain inside.
Looking at the three works of art in the display cabinet, which were about to be taken away by Salin, Cai Ping seemed to have seen his own child being abducted.
Extremely sad.
Just when he was about to put aside his dignity temporarily and ask Salin if there was any room for change, Chen Xuan, who had been watching with cold eyes, suddenly spoke.
"Mr. Cai, you don't have to bow to this Asan for three fakes."
As soon as Chen Xuan said this, the whole audience was in an uproar.
How dare this young man say that three of Salin's works of art are fakes?
You must know that many of the tycoons present are experts in antique appreciation.
None of them could tell that the three works of art were fakes, so why could Chen Xuan tell?
Moreover, there was Pan Xun, a giant in Singapore’s antiques market, at the scene. Who else knows more about antiques than Pan Xun?
It can be said that when Chen Xuan said these words, it was a bit ridiculous.
Because of Cai Ping, some business tycoons who had a good impression of Chen Xuan all changed their views on him.
What a young man who knows nothing about heaven and earth!
In this situation, Cai Ping didn't know how to say nice things to Chen Xuan for a while.
Salin's face had already completely darkened.
Pan Xun looked at Chen Xuan and angrily said: "Young man, please don't say anything casually! You dare to say that these three works of art are fakes. Not only are you questioning my authority in antiques, Pan Xun, but also...
Disrespect to Mr. Salin!”
"Bullshit authority! How dare you and this Ah San join forces to sell fakes?" Chen Xuan sneered, making people change their minds with every word he said.
Because Chen Xuan was too brave to say it!
This is a high-end occasion where international tycoons gather together!
But it is too arrogant and disrespectful for a "little-known" young man like Chen Xuan to scold a Singaporean antique giant and a famous Indian businessman in front of such people!
To overseas tycoons, the chief physician of a small Shen Group is indeed unknown.
As soon as Chen Xuan said these words, the tycoons frowned, thinking that the Chinese people were indeed rude people with extremely low literacy.
Only Shen Binglan supported Chen Xuan. Since Chen Xuan said that Salin's three works of art were fakes, it must be.
Pan Xun was furious at Chen Xuan's words: "Boy, tell me, why are these three works of art fakes? I, Pan, guarantee with my decades of reputation that there is absolutely no fraud in the three works of art!"
"Haha, no matter how strong the high imitation technology is, it will still leave traces of modernity, so watch out!"
Chen Xuan suddenly broke the glass cabinet with his bare hands at lightning speed and took the bronze object into his hands.
"What do you want to do? Stop it!"
Pan Xun and Salin both changed their colors.
However, they had no time to stop Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan squeezed it with one hand, and pieces of the bronze in his hand fell off, revealing the unevenly distributed patina on the inner layer.
It is obvious that these green and red patinas are artificially spliced together and not formed by natural corrosion.
