Every day I go to Kyoto to find those old people. There are countless people who want to ask for finished photosynthetic products, and many pharmaceutical companies are also inquiring about the situation.
They know that if this kind of drug that can greatly delay aging and even rejuvenate people to a certain extent comes out, their own health products may completely lose their sales.
Especially those who make high-end anti-aging products are extremely uneasy.
Li Chengmin is one of them. Their products are now selling well in the high-end market, and their annual profits are quite high, accounting for almost 40% of the group company.
If photosynthin really enters the market, you can imagine how big the impact will be on the company, so it's no wonder that he has a good impression of Jiang Zhihao.
But there are too many such people. Which of the industries Jiang Zhihao works in has no competitors?
He didn't care what these people thought and just chatted with Zhong Jiawei in a low voice.
Suddenly, there were footsteps at the door.
A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked in, followed by a slightly older man on crutches.
The old man was dressed like an old farmer, with gray hair and a thin figure. He had his hands behind his back and looked like a fairy.
Jiang Zhihao knew this old man. He had seen it in a newspaper. He was Mr. Chen, a famous appraisal master in Xiangzhou.
Mr. Chen is a true master-level figure and enjoys a high reputation in the appraisal industry.
However, Mr. Chen rarely shows up in public, so he didn't expect to attend this auction.
At this time, under the introduction of the host, Mr. Chen began to appraise the antiques at the charity auction.
As the host introduced it, Mr. Chen appraised it. After appraising a few pieces, he suddenly snorted coldly, put down a piece of porcelain in his hand, and said to the host: "I don't want to look at this piece, take it away, take it away.
"
The host was stunned for a moment, and then said awkwardly: "Can you tell me why?"
Mr. Chen frowned and said, "This is an imitation, a fake."
"No way......"
The host shook his head and said: "Mr. Chen, this porcelain is from the Ming and Qing Dynasties and is valuable. How could it be fake?"
Mr. Chen snorted coldly and said: "What is an imitation, do you know or I do?"
"This..." The host was speechless.
He glanced at the young man next to him, hoping that he could help smooth things over.
This young man's name is Huang Zhicheng, he is Li Chengmin's grandson-in-law. He is 27 years old this year. He is already the vice president of Li's Jewelry Company and the organizer of this charity banquet.
It is said that Huang Zhicheng also has a very good background and has good connections in Kyoto.
At such a young age, he took the position of vice president of Li's Jewelry. No one would believe him without some reason.
It's just that he is Li Chengmin's grandson-in-law. For the sake of this underground emperor, no one dared to ask anything.
What's more, the Li family is not easy to mess with.
Huang Zhicheng looked at the imitation and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, are you mistaken? Our company spent a huge sum of money to buy this piece of porcelain from a collector. He also told us that this piece of porcelain
The porcelain is from the Kangxi period, and the price is no less than one million. I think it is quite authentic, and my grandfather loved this porcelain very much. Are you sure it is a fake?"
The grandfather he refers to naturally refers to Li Chengmin, which means using Li Chengmin's name to pressure others.