The teacher at the door just walked over. When he saw Zhou Muhe, he shouted: "Zhou Muhe, why are you going? I have something to ask you."
Zhou Muhe knew what he wanted to ask, and cried to the teacher: "I don't have it! Huang Meimei made it all up!"
After that, she quickly left the teaching building.
The teacher looked at the classroom in astonishment, or to be more precise, at Huang Meimei.
Huang Meimei gritted her teeth and said: "I didn't lie, I saw it all with my own eyes!"
After leaving school, Zhou Muhe ran home and at the same time took out his mobile phone and called Jiang Zhihao.
Jiang Zhihao said before that no matter what difficulties you encounter, you can call him for help.
But he didn't expect to receive a call from Zhou Muhe so soon, and the crying and angry voice on the phone made him stunned.
"You big bastard! I hate you so much!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Muhe threw the phone into the trash can, while Jiang Zhihao looked at the phone in shock, not understanding what happened.
This girl called him for no reason and started cursing him. Is she out of her mind?
Although Jiang Zhihao didn't know what happened, he was sure that Zhou Muhe must have encountered a problem, and it was probably related to him. As for what it was, Jiang Zhihao couldn't figure it out.
After hesitating for a moment, he said to Ji Zimo on the side and the man sitting opposite: "I'm sorry, I'm a little anxious to take a step forward. This painting is only 60 million, not even a cent less. If Mr. Hong is willing, I can do it at any time."
Call me."
After that, Jiang Zhihao rolled up the picture of "The Goddess Scattering Flowers" and left.
The man sitting opposite is a big collector, and this time he came here specifically for "Tiannu Scattering Flowers". But he thought the price was a bit expensive and wanted to bargain.
In the end, Jiang Zhihao was about to leave without even saying a few words, which made him very embarrassed.
If you don't buy it, it would be a pity. If you buy it, you will lose face.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Hong, Mr. Jiang must be in an emergency, otherwise it wouldn't be like this. You have to rest for a while and think about it. When the matter is finished, I will accompany Mr. Jiang to come to you." Ji Zimo said.
His words were quite polite. Hong Zilin nodded and said, "Okay, Chairman Ji said so. I won't talk nonsense. It's only 60 million. Let Mr. Jiang come back and transfer the money."
From the conversation just now, he could clearly feel that Jiang Zhihao was very confident, and no matter how hard he tried, he could only make up to 1.8 million in face money.
Compared to the total price of 60 million, this amount of money is nothing.
Zhang Daqian's paintings have always been very popular in China. When he came, he heard that several people had already rushed here. Now that Jiang Zhihao is leaving, if someone cuts him off in the middle, it will not be 60 million by then.
It can be bought back.
As long as this kind of thing gets into the hands of other collectors, it is impossible to receive it unless you pay tens of millions more.
Jiang Zhihao, who had already arrived at the door, did not hesitate when he heard this. He came back, put the painting on the table, and scrawled his account number, saying: "It is really urgent, so just go ahead and transfer the money directly.
After finishing the matter, I will come and confess to Mr. Hong."
Hong Zilin watched Jiang Zhihao leave in astonishment, and then looked at the paintings on the table, his face couldn't help but look weird.
Transactions such as antiques and antiques have always been done by handing over the money and delivering the goods in one hand. The payment is made in person, and neither party will ask for any debt.
How could anyone like Jiang Zhihao throw the painting here and leave directly?
This is a famous painting worth 60 million. What if Hong Zilin runs away with the painting?