"Although it is a fake, it is also an imitation of a long time ago, and it is so realistic that it is also very valuable." Hua Zhao said, "I am willing to pay 10,000."
As she said, not all fakes are worthless.
It's just a print, it's worth some money, it's just a matter of how much.
Mr. Wang is very open-minded. He no longer cares about money. He will not take it with him if he lives or dies.
Hearing Hua Zhao's words, he immediately smiled: "Okay, I got my money back! I also made a profit."
500 yuan, according to the current value of silver dollars purchased by banks, it is more than 2,500 yuan.
Hua Zhao paid 10,000, and he earned more than 7,000.
Of course, that’s not how the accounts are calculated, but if you’re happy, let’s just forget it!
Several other paintings are authentic works by celebrities and are worth tens of thousands or more.
Of course, it is not an authentic work handed down from generation to generation. When paintings and calligraphy were not so valuable and antiques were not completely popular, tens of thousands was already the ceiling price.
If you want to sell tens of millions, you have to wait 30 years.
Hua Zhao can afford to wait.
She took out her camera, took photos of each painting carefully, and wrote the acquisition agreement, clearly stating the value of each painting.
This is Hua Zhao's consistent style to prevent anyone from suddenly saying that she "accepted bribes".
For example, someone sold her a painting worth 100,000 yuan and said it was a replica bought for 10 yuan. This is a disguised gift.
In order to prevent others from causing trouble, Hua Zhao framed her, so he recorded all these collections clearly.
As for the things that others didn’t know before, let them never know.
Hua Zhao returned home with a full load and collected several paintings and books.
At noon, she met several people recommended by her nanny, and finally selected a woman in her 40s who looked neat and tidy.
She has also tasted the food cooked by women. It is better than ordinary people's cooking. Mr. Wang should be satisfied.
As for whether the temperament was suitable, she didn't have time to test it. She let Mr. Wang see for himself and change it if it wasn't suitable.
Hua Zhao took the person to Mr. Wang to see.
Mr. Wang has a few friends at home, and they are having an antique exchange meeting.
He doesn't want to sell all the antiques. He's not dead yet, he still wants to play with them.
He also figured it out. He was already so old, he only had a few years to live, and his children were not filial, so he should live as happily as he could.
When he dies with this money, all these things will be taken care of!
Mr. Wang was very satisfied at first sight when he saw the person Hua Zhao brought. He was neither fat nor thin, with a kind face and rough hands. He looked like a working man.
"Sorry to trouble you." Mr. Wang didn't say much, but he really accepted Hua Zhao's affection in his heart.
"If you are not satisfied, just call home and replace him immediately." Hua Zhao said.
This sentence is also meant for nannies. Don’t think that she can bully her as she wants because she has no relatives and is an old man living alone. Her children are not filial!
Mr. Wang smiled and said: "Okay, I understand, don't worry."
"Uncle Wang and the others, have they called you?" Hua Zhao couldn't help but ask.
She didn't want to mention it, but she wanted to know the lower limit of those people.
The smile on Mr. Wang's face faded and he shook his head: "No."
Logically speaking, his house was sold yesterday, and the children had agreed to take turns taking care of themselves in old age, so they should have gone to live in the old man's house last night.
As a result, he didn't go for a whole night, and the other party didn't even know to call or come over to look for it!