Chapter 567: Zhao Dongxing: A piece of calligraphy costs 300 million yuan, is it going to heaven? (P
"Sister?" Downstairs in the group, hearing Jiang Yao's suggestion, Zheng Ge said with a smile: "Let me give her a call."
With that said, he dialed his sister's phone number.
After saying a few words, he hung up the phone and said, "My sister said it's okay."
"Then let's go shopping." Jiang Yao took Zheng Ge's arm and said.
Zheng Ge nodded and got into the car with her.
The Changge Group employees who were walking around looked at them getting in the car and leaving with envy on their faces, but not any jealousy or hatred.
Just like the employees of Changge Group, when facing Zheng Ge, they only have admiration or respect, and there is no jealousy. After all, the level is too far apart to be jealous!
"If nothing else, this Miss Jiang will be the future boss lady."
"It's hard to say."
"I heard that Miss Jiang's family is not simple. The Linjiang Building where we are now belongs to her family."
"I know that this Miss Jiang is the eldest lady of Jiangcheng Hengmao Group."
"That would be a perfect match for our Mr. Zheng!"
"It's hard to say..."
"Forget it, let's just gossip about the boss's affairs in private. Don't talk nonsense."
"..."
Looking at the car where Zheng Ge and the others were leaving, some employees, especially the female employees, were gossiping.
Even people from other companies joined in.
…
Pengcheng, Ninglan Coffee Shop, is a very elegant coffee shop. The area is not particularly large, only about a hundred square meters.
Zhao Dongxing likes this place very much because there is a woman who fascinates him.
Although he had already married a wife and had children in the United States, in his opinion, the wife in the United States was just the product of a marriage. Moreover, the child he gave birth to was a half-Western hybrid, which made him very unhappy.
After the Zhao family returns to China, all their U.S. properties will be sold off, and their U.S. relations will no longer be needed.
Therefore, there is no need to keep my wife and children.
Just get a divorce and let them go back to their parents' home. If there is a chance in the future, I will visit them again.
If you don’t want your wife and children in the United States, it’s time to settle down in China.
While you are still young, regenerate a pure Chinese species as soon as possible.
As far as he knew, Ning Lan, the proprietress of Ning Lan Cafe, was not only beautiful, but her family also had a high status in Pengcheng. She was very popular in both the official and business circles.
If a good relationship can be formed, the Zhao family's foundation in Pengcheng will be even better.
What made him a little troubled was that the woman Ning Lan treated him the same as she treated ordinary guests, which made his strategy encounter obstacles.
He also knew that he was almost 40, while Ning Lan was less than 30 years old. The 10-year age difference was not easy to make up for.
If she were an ordinary woman, there would be no problem if she was ten or twenty years apart. But the problem is, Ning Lan is not ordinary!
"Take down Jiang Yehua, gain a firm foothold, and then attack this woman." Zhao Dongxing held the coffee cup and looked at the woman wearing Hanfu not far away.
This Hanfu was very beautiful, especially matching Ning Lan's temperament, but Zhao Dongxing felt very unhappy looking at it.
Because this Hanfu is produced by a company owned by Zheng Ge.
The Han costumes from Han Shang Silk Road are already on sale.
The sales volume is not particularly huge, but the reputation is very good. After all, it is a Hanfu worth thousands, tens of thousands, tens of thousands, which most people cannot afford.
For example, the silk daily Hanfu worn by Ning Lan is worth 39,999 yuan, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
It's expensive, but it's really beautiful.
"Mr. Zhao."
At this time, a somewhat flattering voice interrupted Zhao Dongxing's thoughts.
He raised his head and saw that it was Liu Ji and his students who came.
"Professor Liu is here? Sit down, are you so anxious to ask me out? Did you find something good?" Zhao Dongxing picked up the coffee cup and said.
"It's a really good thing, look."
Liu Ji sat on a chair and handed over a tablet computer.
Zhao Dongxing took the tablet and took a look. There was a picture of words on it.
Zhao Dongxing, who has some artistic talent, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully.
"This is?" Zhao Dongxing hesitated.
Liu Ji looked serious and said: "Huang Tingjian, a famous writer and calligrapher in the Northern Song Dynasty and the founder of the Jiangxi School of Poetry. He was known as one of the Four Song Dynasty Schools. He wrote a handwritten pillar inscription."
"Dianzhu Ming?"
Zhao Dongxing had studied Chinese history. He recalled it and said, "Isn't the Pillar Inscription the work of Wei Zheng, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty?"
"That's right." Liu Ji whispered: "According to records, the person Huang Tingjian admired most during his lifetime was Wei Zheng, so he wrote this Pillar Inscription. This handwriting has been circulated in the hands of many famous historical figures. You see
The promotion and seal on it. This handwriting is definitely one of the most important calligraphy treasures in China. I believe that this handwriting will definitely be liked by Mr. Jiang." Liu Ji said in a low voice.
Zhao Dongxing remained silent, sliding the screen and carefully reading every word on the photo.
After a while, he exhaled and said, "Can you verify the authenticity of this handwriting?"
If it is true, then nothing can be said.
He believed that leader Jiang Yehua would like this calligraphy because of his love for ancient literature. By then, the Zhao family would have a backer in Pengcheng.
But if it is a fake, it will be a big deal.
"I studied this handwriting for more than an hour at that time. Whether it was the font, the material of the scroll, the promotion, or the seal, it was all confirmed that it was authentic. And after returning to Pengcheng, I
I also checked a lot of literature. I didn’t contact you until I was 80-90% sure," Liu Ji said seriously.
Zhao Dongxing nodded, still trusting Liu Ji.
The gadgets Liu Ji helped him get these days were all genuine.
He even took him to pick up an item on the antique street. He only spent 10,000 yuan and picked up an object worth hundreds of thousands. From this point, Liu Ji's talent can be proved.
"How much does this handwriting cost?"
Zhao Dongxing looked at the photo and asked.
Liu Ji hesitated for a moment and stretched out three fingers.
"3 million? Okay, I'll buy it." Zhao Dongxing waved his hand. It's only 3 million, so he can afford it. Do you even think it's too cheap? After all, cheap goods can't be good.
Liu Ji was a little embarrassed. This scene seemed familiar?
"That, no." Liu Ji shook his head and smiled bitterly.
If it is 30 million, then this price... needs to be considered.
As a result, Liu Ji shook his head again, making Zhao Dongxing's eyes twitch and he had a bad feeling.
"It's 300 million." Liu Jishen exhaled and said.
"300 million?" Zhao Dongxing took a breath. If it were several million, he would have gritted his teeth and bought it even if it was tens of millions. But 300 million is far beyond the budget!
"Yes, the shop owner wants to ask for 300 million." Liu Ji sighed.
"300 million? Is it worth it?" Zhao Dongxing sneered. A piece of calligraphy costs 300 million. How much does it cost?