Zhou Zichen nodded affirmatively: "Yes, this should be the Xuande furnace from the third year of Xuande, and it is very rare in existence. It is very likely that it is an orphan."
"This kind of Xuande stove is very beautifully made. Most of the dirt is on it. As long as it is wiped off, it still looks smooth and bright."
"My son's Xuande incense burner made in the third year of Xuande's reign is the best in gilding, and this Xuande incense burner is very exquisite."
"Most people think this is fake. That's because this Xuande furnace is so well made that other surviving Xuande furnaces simply can't achieve this effect. Also, the wording on the bottom is the only flaw. I don't know if it was used.
Someone rubbed it off."
"Xuande furnace also has a characteristic. After being burned for a long time, it will have various colors, but it will not fade and is still very bright. However, even after decades of fire training, the fake ones will not fade after leaving the fire.
It will become eclipsed.”
What Zhou Zichen said was very reasonable, and several masters nodded their heads.
Yan Xilong did not expect that such a change would happen: "Zhou Zichen, you are talking nonsense, you think I will believe you."
Yan Xilong actually believed it in his heart, but he was not convinced. He was not willing to lose to someone who made him uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it.
Yan Xilong secretly glanced at Master Huang, then quietly raised two fingers and looked at several other masters.
Does Yan Xilong want to buy these masters with money, regardless of whether the thing is real or fake? As long as these masters say it is fake, he will have something to say and he can refute it.
However, Master Huang seemed not to have seen it, and said to Zhou Zichen: "Master Zhou, I have heard of your name a long time ago. I had doubts before, but now it seems that you are well-deserved."
The other two masters also praised him repeatedly.
"Yes, Xiao Zhou has such a high level of antique knowledge at such a young age. He is much better than old men like us."
"When I was Xiaozhou's age, I was still an apprentice."
Seeing this, Yan Xilong knew that no matter how much money he paid, Master Huang would not be able to help him.
Yan Xilong's face became increasingly ugly.
Su Mu added appropriately: "According to the opinions of some masters, Zichen's Xuande furnace is worth twelve million, right?"
Su Yuancan said with a smile: "Twelve million is no problem. As for myself, I can make as much as 18 million."
"However, this kind of thing is a priceless treasure that cannot be measured by money. I wouldn't be surprised if someone offered it 30 to 50 million or even 100 million."
What Su Yuanshen said is quite fair. The value of an orphan product like this is hard to estimate at all. People who don't like it may pay hundreds or tens of millions, while people who like it can pay tens of millions or even more.
The price is billions.
There is actually a very strange phenomenon in the antique industry. It is difficult for individual collectors to sell goods, and the purchase prices of antique stores are very low. This directly leads to high prices to buy, but it is difficult to find buyers to sell, and in the end, they are really eager to sell.
, something worth ten million may be sold to an antique store for three million, because antiques have to be sold at a high price, and it takes a lot of time to polish, wait, and find a buyer willing to pay a high price. Most people don’t have this time, so antique stores
There will be a phenomenon of not opening for half a year and only half a year after opening.
Master Huang also echoed what Su Yuanshen said: "When Master Xiao Zhou said this, I suddenly realized that this thing is really a Xuande furnace made in the third year of Xuande. Its value is indeed difficult to measure, but what Mr. Su said is not bad.
, if you sell it for less than 10 million, you will lose money.”
Master Huang's words were the final word, and the outcome was determined directly.
Yan Xilong's face was about to drip with gloom. He originally thought he would win, but he didn't expect such a change in the middle.
Huang Wei was unwilling to help him. Even if Song Yuanxun had the intention, he could not turn the truth into a lie.
What others don't know is that Yan Xilong had asked the company to transfer 10 million to Song Yuanxun before he came, and then gave another 1 million for a total of 11 million. In exchange, he was angry and had a
Seven to eight million paintings.
Without giving money, Song Yuanxun would not have been able to sell seven to eight million paintings to Yan Xilong for one million. There was only cooperation in terms of interests between them.
No one would be in a better mood. This is not a matter of money, but of being slapped in the face over and over again.
"I abstain!" Yan Xilong said to everyone: "I still have something to do, so I will take the first step."
As soon as Yan Xilong left, the people who were with him also left one after another, six or seven of them left at once.
After Song Yuanxun knew that this Xuande stove was real, his expression was not so good-looking. It was no problem to put such an orphan item in his shop as a treasure, but he sold it for 100,000 yuan.
People have a bad habit, that is, they don't look for their own reasons and like to pass the responsibility to others. Song Yuanxun was still pregnant with Yan Xilong and brought Zhou Zichen over. If it weren't for Yan Xilong, Zhou Zichen wouldn't have come. If Zhou Zichen didn't come back, he would
It is possible to find out that this Xuande furnace is real, and then I will not lose more than 10 million.
After chatting for a few words, everyone saw that Song Yuanxun was in a bad mood, and they all left one after another.
When Yan Xilong left, he abstained, and the opposition lost three votes in total. The matter of Zhou Zichen joining the board of directors was basically settled. It was just that the standing director had to manage things, and Zhou Zichen was not willing to do it. He just wanted to be a voting director.
Su Mu lobbied for a long time before letting Zhou Zichen serve as an executive director in charge of party matters. There was basically nothing to do in this position. He only had to help arrange transportation when the chamber of commerce had dinner, book hotels, etc. There was still some oil and gas in it.
, there is a lot of money involved in renting a car, booking a room, ordering meals, and booking a venue, but no one pays much attention to these. Everyone is worth hundreds of millions or hundreds of thousands of money, compared to tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.
The order is not worth mentioning at all.
That night, Su Mu booked two tables and everyone gathered for a meal to celebrate.
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In the early morning, Zhou Zichen went out to buy breakfast for Tong Mengya. After a few days in Songcheng, the two of them gradually got used to this rhythm of life. Zhou Zichen bought breakfast, and Tong Mengya went to work after eating. In the afternoon, the two of them walked around, which was simple and comfortable.
Zhou Zichen bought breakfast as usual and walked towards home, followed quickly by a strong man wearing a baseball uniform behind him.
As soon as the man caught up, Zhou Zichen noticed it. He frowned slightly and turned a corner. The man was also very good at turning. Zhou Zichen was already sure that this man was following him.
This man is tall and has tattoos all over his neck and hands. At first glance, he doesn't look like a bad guy.
Zhou Zichen turned another corner and stopped at the corner, leaning against the wall, waiting for the man to catch up.
Zhou Zichen secretly calculated in his heart who would cause trouble for him. The people who hated him most now were probably Li Yao, Guan Xiaowei, and Yan Xilong.
Yan Xilong is Li Tianyi's adoptive father. He made him lose a lot of face two days ago, so it is very possible that he will do something to him.
Li Yao has been making trouble for himself these days, using various methods, and it is very possible to find someone to deal with him.
Li Tianyi must hate himself, but Li Tianyi probably doesn't have time to cause trouble for him now. He must behave well on the surface, and be cautious secretly so as not to cause trouble for him at this juncture.
While Zhou Zichen was thinking about it, a figure rushed over quickly. It was the man who was following him. Zhou Zichen grabbed him out.
The man reacted quickly and quickly reached out with one hand, trying to open Zhou Zichen's hand.
"Pa..."
The man grabbed Zhou Zichen's wrist. Zhou Zichen's wrist was actually relatively big, but the man was over 1.9 meters tall and had a bigger hand. He grabbed it firmly with a proud smile on his face, but the smile froze the next moment.
, because he regretted that he could not move Zhou Zichen's hand.
Zhou Zichen took the opportunity to throw it hard, and the 200-pound strong man was thrown out by him.
The man did well in Shenzhen. He quickly leaned on the wall and landed firmly.
However, before he could gain a firm foothold, he was greeted by a fist.
The man didn't expect Zhou Zichen to be so fast, so he raised his hand.
"puff……"
There was a muffled sound, and the man felt severe pain in his hand, and his whole hand became a little numb.
However, Zhou Zichen continued to attack as if nothing was wrong. He punched him directly, a simple punch.
"Stop..." The man only shouted one word in a hurry, because he could no longer block the punch. Originally, this was just a subconscious shout. With such a fast speed and such a strong force, he didn't expect it at all.
Zhou Zichen can really stop.
"call……"
A gust of punch hit the man's face, but the fist stopped one centimeter away from his nose.
The man looked at Zhou Zichen in surprise. Zhou Zichen only used one hand the whole time. Although Zhou Zichen took advantage of the sneak attack, even if he fought seriously, the man knew that he was no match for Zhou Zichen.
Zhou Zichen's strength, speed, and control are all beyond his reach.
"Who sent you here?" Zhou Zichen took back his hand and asked.
There was still a trace of cold sweat on the man's forehead. If this punch really hit his nose, his nose would probably be ruined.
The man wiped the cold sweat from his face and said: "Sanye Guan, Mr. Guan!"
The title Mr. Guan sounded a bit like a Taoist title, but when Zhou Zichen heard the man say that Mr. Guan asked him to come, he immediately let go of his guard: "Where's the evidence?"
The man said: "I have been taking care of Hong Shu's son. There was an accident two days ago and Guan Xiaowei took him away."
Zhou Zichen never knew where Uncle Hong's son was, but he didn't expect that this man was taking care of him.
"Have you said hello to Mr. Guan?" Zhou Zichen asked, "By the way, how should I call you?"
The man said: "I have already said that Mr. Guan San calls me Guan Qi."
"Tell me the specific situation." Zhou Zichen said and made a gesture of invitation, indicating to Guan Qi as he walked.
Guan Qi followed Zhou Zichen: "We did not restrict Hong Hanwen's freedom. We only arranged a few people to protect him 24 hours a day. However, two days ago, our people were knocked unconscious and Hong Hanwen disappeared."
"We have always suspected Guan Xiaowei, but we have not found any clues. Yesterday we discovered that Hong Hanwen should have arrived in Jiangdong City."