Although he did not immediately understand the ins and outs of this matter, Shen Yu still extended his hands towards Lin Qingzhi with enthusiasm, and at the same time kept his posture very low, "Hello, President Lin, I am honored to see you here! ”
Lin Qingzhi was very considerate, shook hands with Shen Yu vigorously, and even patted Shen Yu's shoulder encouragingly like an elder.
After looking Shen Yu up and down again, Lin Qingzhi smiled again and said: "The nose is like a gallbladder, and the face is like a crown jewel. He is really a talented man. He looks exactly like Mr. Shen."
Shen Yu smiled appropriately and showed a hint of gratitude.
The identity of Zhongzhonglou gave Shen Yu a lot of experience in dealing with these big guys.
When to smile and what kind of smile to use, Shen Yu has already mastered it at his fingertips.
"Xiao Shen, you seem to have doubts on your face. Do you think it's strange that we two old guys know that the painting is the original work of Xia Gui even though we didn't go on stage to watch the painting?"
Although Lin Qingzhi's ancestral home is Dongjiang, because he has lived in Hong Kong Island all year round, his speech obviously has a hint of Hong Kong flavor, that is, Hong Kong-style Mandarin with Cantonese.
Shen Yu said calmly: "This junior is a little confused. Just looking at it on the big screen is just a rough idea. Even if your eyesight is as strong as that of the two seniors, I think it will be difficult to distinguish between true and false. After all, calligraphy and painting require close observation.
"Even my grandfather's nickname is just 'Shen Banzhang'. When he appraises calligraphy and paintings, he has to see half of a painting before he can tell whether it is genuine or not. If he can appraise calligraphy and paintings without a close look, then his nickname is "Shen Banzhang". It’s not a half-hearted look, but a heavy glance or a half-eye look."
Seeing Shen Yu moving Mr. Shen out, Lin Qingzhi and Mr. Wu looked at each other and said nothing, but looking at their expressions, they were looking forward to what Shen Yu would say next.
At this moment, Shen Yu suddenly seemed to think of something and understood something in his heart.
Among the big bosses who were slapped in the face by Zhang Qiyun of the Binhai Collection Association last time was Lin Qingzhi.
Lin Qingzhi is a top figure among wealthy businessmen. Not only in China, but his industries are spread all over the world. There are three top private museums named after his wife.
His museum is not open to the public, only to members and friends, so it is only famous in the antique circle.
One of them is located on a private island in a resort abroad. It is said that only top members can enter and enjoy it.
Legend has it that there are many lost calligraphy and painting porcelains, not to mention Yuan blue and white, Yongxuan blue and white, Gu Yuexuan porcelain. It is even said that there are authentic works by Gu Kaizhi, Lu Tanwei, Li Sixun and Li Zhaodao.
Of course, this is just a legend, and no one knows whether it actually exists.
But there is one thing that Lin Qingzhi did not deny when asked.
Just imagine, can such a person be shameless?
Maybe at the treasure appraisal exchange meeting that will start next month, the competition will already begin at this moment!
Shen Yu felt that this was a test for himself.
If I can win this contest, then I will naturally compete with Zhang Qiyun in the treasure appraisal exchange meeting next month.
If they can't win this game, then these big guys from the Dongjiang Collection Association will definitely consider replacing them.
Even if Mr. Wu insists, it’s useless!
These mental activities only passed through Shen Yu's mind for a moment, and he immediately said, "But this junior seems to have figured it out just now. Mr. Wu and President Lin know that the picture of the Eight Immortals Drinking is authentic, and Mr. Dong also The only explanation for the fact that it was put up for auction is that Mr. Dong deliberately allowed this painting to be put up for auction, and you two have long known that this painting is an authentic work by Xia Gui.
"And..."
"Anything else, Xiao Shen, don't be afraid of saying something wrong. It doesn't matter what you want to say!" Lin Qingzhi encouraged.
Shen Yu pondered for more than ten seconds, and then said slowly: "The painting "Eight Immortals Drinking" on the stage is probably not Mr. Dong's. If I guess correctly, the painting is probably yours, President Lin."
"Oh? The painting is mine? Regardless of how you came up with this idea, little friend, but if a rare calligraphy and painting worth tens of millions is mine, why should I treat it as a fake and put it up for auction?
"Is it because I, Lin Qingzhi, have so much money that I want to be a free boy?"
Lin Qingzhi's facial expression did not change at all, showing no emotion or anger at all.
Shen Yu pushed his imperial chair next to Mr. Wu, then smiled at Lin Qingzhi and said: "President Lin, please sit down."
Lin Qingzhi sat down as he was told, and Shen Yu also expressed his speculation, "According to common sense, no one would sell their precious antiques as fakes.
"But some things don't necessarily have to be viewed with normal eyes.
"For example, you are different from Mr. Wu and the big guys from our Dongjiang Collection Association. Your face is much more important than money.
"You are the president and vice-president of the Dongjiang Collection Association, but you lost to the Binhai Collection Association or to an unknown young man from Binhai. This cannot be explained in any case.
"And this face is not only lost by you or Mr. Wu and other big guys in the association, but also by the entire collection association!
"It's not just the Collection Association, the most important thing is that the two words Dongjiang are in front of the Collection Association.
"So the next treasure appraisal exchange meeting between the two places, the Dongjiang Collection Association must win! And there is no reason why it must win!
"Mr. Dong, I remember that he lives in Dongjiang all year round, and he is also one of the vice presidents of the Dongjiang Collection Association. Combining the identities of the three of you with the appearance of Zhang Qiyun.
"Perhaps, the competition between the two places for treasure appraisal exchanges has already started in advance at this moment!
“Perhaps many of the VIP seats at the auction are big names in Binhai’s collection industry!”
This time Lin Qingzhi and Mr. Wu looked at each other again. Their faces were no longer calm, but had an expression that was hard to describe.
Well, I am surprised, or extremely surprised!
After half a minute, Mr. Wu sighed, "Old Lin, I said I could trust Xiao Shen's eyesight, but you just want to take out your calligraphy and painting and take pictures. Now Xiao Shen must have slapped you in the face!" Lin Qingzhi didn't take it seriously at all, "Mr. Shen is the lifelong honorary president of our Dongjiang Collection Association, and Xiao Shen is also a member of our collection association. What's wrong with the family?
"Yes, this painting of Xia Gui's "Eight Immortals Drinking" is indeed one of my collections. The remaining three Ming paintings belong to Lao Dong. Sanniu originally told me, Xiao Shen, that your appraisal skills have reached
I still don’t believe Mr. Shen’s 70%, but now it seems that it is really the case.
"There are talents from generation to generation, and each wave is stronger than the next. Sometimes it is impossible to refuse to accept old age. You must know that when I collected this painting "Eight Immortals Drinking", I looked at it for half an hour before I confirmed that it was the fourth song of the Song Dynasty.
It’s the authentic work of Xia Gui, Xiao Shen, but it only took you just over four minutes to get the appraisal result.
"It's amazing, it's really amazing. Given time, it's not impossible to even be on par with Mr. Shen!"
"President Lin, you are exaggerating!" Shen Yu quickly gave in again.
The three people here were talking, but Mr. Dong on the auction stage had already shouted the word that the auction was starting.
Mr. Dong set a very low base price for these four paintings, even ridiculously low, at 1 million yuan.
Hearing this, Shen Yu's heart moved slightly, "The reserve price is set so low, are you really going to buy it?"
After Shen Yu guessed what happened, he felt that the reserve price of these four paintings should be very high. For example, if it were set at 10 million yuan, then there would be basically no one bidding except for himself and Zhang Qiyun. After all, the full price of the four paintings on stage would only be six.
Personal.
But after Mr. Dong announced the reserve price of 1 million yuan, those antique dealers would definitely be eager to try it. After all, the first two Ming paintings were enough to exceed this price.
"Strange, what kind of medicine are these big guys selling in their gourds?"
