Chen Feng held Tang Yixue's hand, with a gentle smile on his face.
Chen Feng felt a little excited when he thought that he would see Tang Yixue alive and kicking in a few days.
Just then, the phone rang again.
"I've been waiting for you for twenty minutes, and you passed."
On the other end of the phone, Wang Miaoke's voice contained anger.
After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng left the room and took the invitation and painting.
"Uncle, there is an auction of medicinal materials this afternoon. This is an invitation. I want you to be there."
"This auction is just for you to have a better experience. After all, our pharmacy is the biggest business now."
Lao Yang walked up to Chen Feng and said softly.
Chen Feng took the invitation and nodded thoughtfully.
"Medicine?
What are the specific ones?”
Chen Feng asked softly.
In addition to medical skills, elixirs were also indispensable, and he just lacked channels to obtain the materials.
"I heard that there will be wild ginseng and fleece-flower root that are more than a hundred years old. Master and the others will also go there, but you will not be in the same box."
"Okay, I will go to the auction."
Chen Feng is not polite...
On Huancheng South Road, next to a red Maserati was a petite woman.
"You are the first person who dares to make me wait for thirty minutes."
Wang Miaoke glanced at Chen Feng coldly.
Chen Feng smiled apologetically and said softly: "Some things have delayed us. We can set off now."
Wang Miaoke snorted coldly and slammed the car door.
"Is this exchange meeting just a simple exchange meeting?"
Chen Feng asked.
The reason why he wanted to participate in this exchange meeting was that Wang Miaoke kept harassing him, and he also wanted to find an opportunity to monetize his calligraphy and paintings.
He has no hobby of collecting, and he is going to attend an auction this afternoon and will probably need the money.
"Of course not. If you want to sell your calligraphy and painting worth 100 million, of course that's fine."
Wang Miaoke raised the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically.
She deliberately emphasized the words "one hundred million" and was still very upset about Chen Feng's failure to give the calligraphy to her.
Chen Feng smiled faintly and ignored the angry woman.
Half an hour later.
Liufeng Club.
"There will be many masters today. I will post your calligraphy and pictures and they will appreciate them in order."
Wang Miaoke said slowly, her eyes showing anticipation.
"I want to see if your painting can be valued at 100 million."
Chen Feng nodded, showed the invitation and followed Wang Miaoke into the club.
"Miaoke, I knew you would come to the exchange meeting today."
A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked over with a gentle smile on his face.
"What are you here for?"
Wang Miaoke frowned.
Xia Wen pushed Chen Feng away, glared at Chen Feng, and looked at Wang Miaoke affectionately, "Of course I'm here to participate in the exchange meeting. I didn't expect to meet you by such a coincidence."
Wang Miaoke snorted and ignored Xia Wen.
"Who is this?"
Xia Wen inquired about Chen Feng's details.
"Chen Feng."
Chen Feng said calmly.
"The surname is Chen?
We don’t seem to have such a low-class family in Jiangnan City."
Xia Wen glanced at Chen Feng.
Since it is not a big family in Jiangnan City, it is a small family.
"He is the Tang family's son-in-law.
Aren't your Xia family competing with the Tang family for orders from the Xu family? You should know Chen Feng's name."
Wang Miaoke chuckled and looked at Chen Feng playfully.
As soon as she inquired about Chen Feng's details, she found out that her mother had a very good relationship with Tang Guoqiang's wife.
"Hey, the Tang family's new son-in-law," Xia Wen whistled, his eyes full of mockery, "Turns out he's a surrogate son-in-law!"
"I heard that you are just a high school graduate.
But you were lucky enough to find a leak in my store."
"But even so, you are still a waste!"
Xia Wen did not hide his inner anger at all, with a mocking look on his face.
Wang Miao looked at the incompatible two people as if they were watching a good show.
"Whether or not I come to your door is none of your business."
Chen Feng glanced at Xia Wen coldly.
"You are scolding me! I am the heir to the Xia family, how dare you, a little son-in-law..." Xia Wen did not expect that Chen Feng would dare to scold him, in front of Wang Miaoke.
"Oh, it's none of my business."
Chen Feng glanced at Xia Wen and replied again.
He will naturally not be polite to those who are rude to him.
The door opened and Chen Feng entered directly.
"Huh, you're just a son-in-law, how dare you not take me seriously."
Xia Wen's eyes flashed with a cold light.
Originally, he wanted Wang Miaoke to show his status, and stepping on the Tang family's son-in-law was a very honorable thing.
He didn't expect that his son-in-law would be so disrespectful to him.
"Let's go, Young Master Xia, to appreciate my son-in-law's calligraphy and paintings worth hundreds of millions."
Wang Miaoke smiled slightly.
"Worth hundreds of millions?"
Xia Wen was a little startled, that was a painting from his shop!
Wang Miaoke shook his head and did not explain anything.
People from the exchange meeting gradually arrived, and Chen Feng didn't know anyone except Mr. Zhao, whom he met at the antique shop.
"Everyone, I will host this exchange meeting today. The old rule is that appraisal is the main thing. If you are interested in selling it, everyone can communicate with each other."
Mr. Zhao slowly walked to the podium and sat down.
There were a lot of people coming to the court today. Chen Feng counted them and found that there were about thirty people in total. Those who could come here were all prominent figures.
"Who comes first?"
Mr. Zhao said slowly.
"I'll come first. I bought this set of pencil cases from abroad."
A middle-aged man handed over the golden pencil case.
In addition to Mr. Zhao, there were several people beside him, all of whom were well-known appraisal experts in the circle.
There is no unnecessary process, the appraisal starts directly. Obviously, this is not the first time for everyone to participate.
"It's gold-plated or gilt copper, and there's handmade crystal next to it. Judging from the age, it's stationery from the 19th century."
"You can't get it for less than tens of thousands, because it is made of gilt copper and is not high-grade, but it was used by nobles."
"A small ten thousand is about the same. This should be used by small nobles in Europe. A ten thousand is about the same."
Mr. Zhao glanced at the experts next to him, and they all nodded, obviously agreeing with this point of view.
Chen Feng looked at it with great interest. He didn't expect to see all kinds of antiques here today.
After two hours, the appreciation was almost complete.
Wang Miaoke looked at Chen Feng who looked calm, raised the corner of his mouth and showed a smile, "Masters, I have a friend here.
I brought a painting worth hundreds of millions, I wonder if some masters can appraise it?"
"Yes, Mr. Chen, use your calligraphy and painting worth 100 million to open everyone's eyes."
Xia Wen fanned the flames.
Chen Feng picked up the leak and made money from him, which made him unhappy.
But Chen Feng seemed not to know that the market price of Qi Baishi's real paintings was only a few million, and he dared to publicly call it 100 million.
In addition, the Tang family is the sworn enemy of the Xia family, so naturally he will not miss this opportunity to slap him in the face.
Chen Feng glanced at Wang Miaoke and the two, ignoring their mocking faces.
"This is the painting I want to appraise. I want to know how much it can be sold for."
Chen Feng said straight to the point.
On the rostrum, Mr. Zhao's face darkened.
"You kid, I've already appraised it for you, what do you mean by bringing it up again today?"
Mr. Zhao was a little angry.
"I think your appraisal may not be accurate. My painting is a priceless treasure. It should be worth 100 million."
Chen Feng said slowly.
Mr. Zhao frowned and said impatiently: "I have already appraised this painting, please take it back."
"Have no eyes to see."
Chen Feng shook his head, questioning the level of these people.