"You know, in my research institute, there are several scrolls from the Northern Song Dynasty. I often look at them, and with the tips from my friend before, I can distinguish some of them. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to distinguish them."
"I think the same goes for the appraiser at the auction house. He had some doubts in his mind, but he couldn't find out the reason, so he made a carbon 14 appraisal..." Han Yiming said with a hint of regret.
In fact, if this painting were authentic, he would be moved. Even if it is a replica, it has reached a certain level. Even the person who copied this painting is not much worse than Fan Kuan in landscape painting.
The reason why I copy and make things old is just to make money.
Today's society is like this. An artist is worthless when he is alive. When he dies, his net worth rises...
Perhaps, this master of forgery will also leave his name in history in the future, but if he needs money now, forgery will definitely be the only choice...
The same painting, even if it reaches his artistic conception, can be sold for tens of thousands of dollars at most, and can be sold for hundreds of thousands, which is already considered very high.
But if you cheat casually, the difference is tens of millions or hundreds of times. In a moneyed society, interests are very attractive, and artists also have to eat...
"Fake, it's really a fake, it's actually a worthless fake..." Mr. Bao said a little lost.
Tens of millions of items have directly turned into fakes. This blow is quite big for Mr. Bao...
"Mr. Bao, this is not worthless. Although it is a fake, it is still a masterpiece. How can it be worth tens of thousands..." Young Master Tang said.
"How many tens of thousands? Do you know that I spent more than 10 million to buy this..." Mr. Bao said angrily.
His auction price was 10 million, but if you want to get something, you have to pay some taxes, handling fees and other things, which added up to almost 11 million, and turned out to be tens of thousands...
"Tch, isn't it just over ten million? It's such a big deal. If you lose, you lose. You won't be able to afford to lose..." Wang Jun said disdainfully.
In his words, he seemed to look down on Mr. Bao.
In fact, more than ten million is nothing?
He suffered a lot of losses in antiques. Not to mention his father, he himself also spent tens of millions on them...
"You..." Mr. Bao was furious when he heard this. That was more than 10 million, but then he remembered his origins and was speechless...
It would be strange if the heir to a billion-dollar group cares about a mere ten million yuan...
"Haha, Mr. Bao also has a big family and a big business. He only counts tens of thousands, so what does it matter? Isn't that right, Mr. Bao?" Young Master Tang chuckled.
It's a big sigh of relief, and it makes you arrogant...
However, this matter is not over yet...
"Humph, of course it's nothing!" Mr. Bao snorted coldly upon hearing this.
In fact, Mr. Bao is also a man with a net worth of over 100 million. Although he is heartbroken to lose tens of millions, it will not break his bones.
Otherwise, he would not buy such a painting for his father.
"Of course, Mr. Bao's career is booming. Oh, by the way, Mr. Bao, I just heard that you seem to have some cooperation with our Wang Group? I don't know what industry Mr. Bao is in?" Wang Jun asked.
When Mr. Bao heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood...
Damn it, you don’t even know what industry I’m in, and you still say that my career is booming?
The middle of your sister...
"I'm in the meat processing business, and my factory has had some cooperation with the Wang family," said Mr. Bao.
Although he was very angry, Mr. Bao still couldn't show it.
After all, the person in front of him is the heir to the Wang Group. The Wang Group has a huge business and has countless orders. If he can get some orders for himself through this heir to the Wang Group, it will only cost tens of millions.
The loss is nothing, even if the net worth is doubled, it is not difficult...
"Oh, it turns out it's the food business. I'm really sorry. I'm currently mainly engaged in real estate. I haven't been involved in the hotel food industry for a long time, so I can't help you..." Wang Jun said as if he was very disappointed.
When Mr. Bao heard this, he wanted to curse...
Nima, you are the heir to the Wang Group. The four traditional industries of the Wang Group are food, clothing, housing and transportation. You said you won’t get involved?
What about cheating?
Even if you don't make food, if you say something casually, do the people below still dare to disobey you?
When doing business, who should I give orders to?
Damn, you obviously don’t want to give it to me, so you still ask like this, it’s just a waste of joy...
"It's okay, it's okay. We can cooperate more if we have the opportunity." Mr. Bao said sarcastically.
It's okay for others not to give face, but you have to give face. Otherwise, in one sentence, some of the original cooperation will be cut off, which will cost you your life...
Now half of his profits are accumulated through the Wang Group.
If this line is broken, it will be equivalent to cutting off half of his country...
"Mr. Bao, can I take a look at the things in your antique shop?" Young Master Tang asked.
"It's open for business, of course. You can see whatever you want. As long as you like it, I'll give you a 20% discount!" Lao Bao said weakly.
With a loss of tens of millions, Lao Bao felt that his heart was broken...
However, after all, the people on the opposite side have extraordinary backgrounds, especially that Wang Jun. His son still relies on them. Although he feels very unhappy, he cannot anger others randomly...
"Brother, I don't think anything here is very good," Wang Jun said.
Bowen smiled bitterly when he heard this. In front of his boss, if you speak like this, it's a bit embarrassing...
Sure enough, Lao Bao was in a bad mood to begin with, and now he was even more miserable...
"Well, it's average. There are more modern handicrafts, but there are also a few good things. For example, this snuff bottle is very exquisite. It's not bad compared to the ones you collected." Mr. Tang nodded.
road.
"Hey, I didn't notice it just now. This snuff bottle is really good. It's made of Kunlun topaz. The quality of the jade is medium to high. The carving is extraordinary. It also has gold wire enamel. Mr. Bao, how much does this thing cost?" Wang Jun pointed to it.
Snuff bottle way.
"That thing is 300,000 yuan, but we are all friends. I just said I would give you a discount, just 250,000 yuan." Lao Bao said.
"Hey, wait, didn't you just say 20% off? Three-eight-twenty-four, it should be two hundred and forty thousand..." Wang Jun said.
When Lao Bao heard this, he almost carried it away in anger...
This snuff bottle is considered a high-quality product. Three hundred thousand yuan is actually not expensive. If I sold it to him for two hundred and fifty thousand yuan, strictly speaking, I had already made a loss. I didn’t expect that this guy would go further...
How dare you ask for ten thousand yuan?
Is he really the heir to Qianyi Group?
So petty...
"Okay, it's my fault, 240,000 is 240,000." Lao Bao nodded.
His heart was bleeding. The 20% discount he said before was actually talking about those modern handicrafts, which cost more than a few dollars, and were used as favors.
It's just that he didn't expect these guys to be so discerning and see his good stuff at a glance. Just the snuff bottle. If he really likes it, he can sell it even for 350,000 yuan. This time he lost another ten yuan.
Come to ten thousand...
"It's pretty much the same. We've agreed to a 20% discount, so how can we change it? You have to be honest..." Wang Jun muttered.
He is also a discerning person. This thing is not a pick-up, but it is really a bargain...
Young Master Tang also had a smile on his face.
This bag itself is not a good thing, but I still want to attract Changchang's attention.
And that old bag is actually half-assed. Didn't you see how arrogant this guy was just outside the door?
It's a good idea to beat their arrogance and make them remember.
However, whether it was the fake "Snowy Mountains and Cold Forests" or the small advantage Wang Jun took, in Young Master Tang's opinion, they were not enough to make a deep impression on them, so they should take action themselves...
"I'm very interested in weapons. Mr. Bao, where did you get these weapons? They look quite primitive." Young Master Tang said.
"These weapons? Haha, they were packaged and sold to me by a man. There are knives and swords. They should have been excavated in a certain ancient tomb. They are very rusty and the quality can only be regarded as average." Lao Bao said.
"Huh? Really? I like collecting swords the most. Every time I see them, I can't help but want to play with them. I wonder if you can lend me a pair of gloves?" Young Master Tang said.
"Gloves? No need. This sword is not a calligraphy and painting, it is not that fragile, and these are not treasures. You can take a look at it as you like." Lao Bao shook his head.
"Haha, thank you very much, Mr. Bao." Young Master Tang chuckled.
Then, I came to a shelf with dozens of swords.
Some of the scabbards are not without scabbards, some are rusted together with the scabbards, some have been broken into two parts, and some are so rusted that they are almost turning into a ball of iron.
Young Master Tang was picking and choosing, and came out with three swords and said: "These three swords are pretty good. I want them. Mr. Bao, please give me a price."
"No, I'll give it to you." Lao Bao shook his head.
These swords themselves were of very low quality, and they cost very little to acquire, so Lao Bao didn't care at all.
And this young man seemed to have an extraordinary background, and he also wanted to get acquainted with him.
"That's not possible. How can we open a business without money? Besides, our relationship has not reached this stage yet. I don't want you to give me something like this." Young Master Tang shook his head directly.
Damn, there is something precious in this. If I find out its true form and you regret it, who should I ask to reason with?
"In that case, feel free to give me some. For these three swords, just give me a thousand yuan." Lao Bao said.
"One thousand? Okay!" Mr. Tang nodded when he heard this, took out one thousand yuan from his wallet and handed it over.
When Lao Bao saw this, he didn't order anything, just collected it and threw it on the counter.
Having already lost 10 million, he really has no interest in a thousand dollars.
Lao Bao doesn't care, but Young Master Tang does. As long as you accept the money, the thing belongs to your brother...
But Wang Jun and others were different. They had already seen Mr. Tang’s mysterious smile...
Whenever they see this smile, it means that this guy must have gained something...