Shengshibaojian

At 08:30 in the evening, Shen Qiu unexpectedly received two phone invitations.

One is Mr. Tang Zongming, the chairman of the Antique Association.

One was a call from Qin Hu from the Qin family. These two calls asked Shen Qiu to go to the Chunlai teahouse for tea, saying that they had important matters to discuss.

In the Chunlai Teahouse at night, a few dim lanterns are lit, the hall is full of tea fragrance, and dozens of tea tables have already prepared hot tea and snacks.

Sitting around the tea table were all celebrities in the antique circle of Yanjing City, including Mr. Tang Zongming, Chen Jiangnan, Mr. Yang Qing, Qin Hu, and the owners and representatives of various boutique antique shops. Shen Qiu also saw Mr. Wang Jialong among them. The figure of Mr.

Seeing this, Shen Qiu's heart was basically clear, the theme of the tea party tonight should be the big golden clock in Shanhai Treasure Pavilion.

"Master, master! Come, come! Sit here!"

When Shen Qiu entered the room, he saw Qin Qinglei waving towards him, and greeted several masters he knew, and finally sat down at the table of Qin Hu, Qin Qinglei and his son.

"Master, let me tell you some gossip!" Qin Qinglei whispered in Shen Qiu's ear mysteriously, "Do you know about that golden clock? Do you know what price Koji is going to sell it for? Two hundred million ! Uncle! This guy is crazy about money!"

Two billion?

Shen Qiu frowned. In the afternoon, his estimated value in his heart was [-] billion. In less than a few hours, it soared to [-] million?The speed of this price increase is comparable to that of a rocket, right?

"Master Shen Qiu..." Qin Hu nodded and said in a low voice: "This news was revealed by the clerk of Shanhai Treasure Pavilion. Two hundred million is Koji's ideal price, and he also said to strive to break through this price! This Mrs. Koji This is too much! How is this different from the Xiaori Island that was burned, killed and looted decades ago!"

Shen Qiu nodded slightly, seeing that Koji's actions had offended everyone, the representatives present looked serious, and today's tea party should be to discuss how to suppress Koji.

"Everyone..."

The 92-year-old Mr. Tang Zongming got up and greeted everyone: "Tang Zongming thank you all for giving me this face, so let's get straight to the point, the old man is talking about the golden bell that is being auctioned in Shanhai Treasure Pavilion!"

"I am dissatisfied with everyone. I have also been entrusted by several leaders to pay attention to the real-time dynamics of the golden clock. I think everyone knows that although the attribute of the golden clock is not a national treasure, its special structure and Shen Wansan's Because of the handwritten inscription, the significance of this big clock itself is extraordinary! Historical research value is very high! The purpose of leadership is only one, and such a treasure must not be allowed to flow overseas!"

"As far as I know, four of the people who participated in the auction this time are representatives of overseas consortia, including two from Japan, one from the United States, and one from England. It has been hyped all the way to [-] billion! According to the current trend, it will soar tomorrow, and it is reported that it will soar to at least [-] billion!"

"Two billion! Comrades!"

The old man's hair and beard were gray, and he was trembling with anger: "I have been in this industry for 58 years, and this is the first time I have seen such a black store asking for sky-high prices. Everyone is an insider, and everyone knows this big clock. It is clear that the other party wants to take the opportunity to kill him! I suspect that those overseas consortiums negotiated with Koji!"

"So I must not sit idly by, and I must not watch the Japanese people ride on our necks, and I must not allow them to steal money from our pockets unscrupulously, and the Chinese money is not blown by the wind! Let them bully us like this!"

The old man's face was flushed and his emotions were high. When he talked about the excitement, his eyes were full of tears: "I have discussed with the old bones and came up with two solutions. I also ask everyone to help make a decision!"

"The first way is to let everyone fight against the enemy, stop adding more money, and forcibly cool it down! Once the popularity of the golden bell drops, the price will definitely drop, and it will not reach the sky-high price of 20 billion!"

"This method is basically untenable!"

In the lobby, a boss surnamed Liu said: "I am in the export trade business, and I know those overseas consortiums quite well. The strength of those overseas consortiums is top-notch in Ridao. In our Yanjing, that is also top-notch! They have the strength to take away the golden bell at a premium price, perhaps as Mr. Tang guessed, at the auction the sky-high price of [-] billion was auctioned, and they secretly For the transaction, you may only need to pay one billion to take it away, and they made it clear that they came for us with a lot of stupid money!"

"Hey……"

The old man sighed, and then said: "The second method is that I plan to organize some people in the industry to go to Shanhai Treasure Pavilion to protest. Even if they have formal collection procedures, I will tell them that in our professional In the eyes of the people, the golden bell is a national treasure, a first-class cultural relic! We forbid anyone to resell and sell the country’s national treasure! We will fight him to the end!”

This second method sounds extremely bitter.

The old man's move was also a helpless move, which was tantamount to throwing out his old face to protect the golden clock.

"Mr. Tang...why are you bothering...there are relevant express regulations, and that big clock can be bought and sold normally!"

"I don't have so many scruples anymore..." The old man got up and said, "I have personally experienced the aggressive and beastly nature of the Japanese islanders decades ago. Only us old people know how much they suffered from the Japanese islanders. This moral country is strong, and our Chinese people have straightened their backs, so we can’t be bullied by these beasts! As the president of Yanjing Antiques Association, Tang Zongming, even if I risk my life, I still want to keep the gold. Don't let it flow overseas!"

"Mr. Tang, there is no need to be so extreme. I have a suggestion!"

Among the crowd, a short, middle-aged man stepped forward and said, "I have a way to keep the golden clock... My suggestion is much more reliable than the old man's two methods!"

"Boss He? Is what you said true? Boss He?" Tang Zongming asked emotionally.

Boss He nodded slightly: "To tell you the truth, my personal education with Koji is pretty good. Of course, I must also be very opposed to Koji's behavior. It is indeed very unkind! But I have heard Koji mention it! Said that as long as someone can apologize, he can give Yanjing antiques a face, and will return the golden bell to Yanjing City at a moderate price!"

"Apologize? What are you apologizing for? Can Boss He make it clearer!"

"Shen Qiu! It's Master Shen Qiu..." Boss He turned around and glanced at Shen Qiu: "Master Shen Qiu offended a treasure appraiser from Ridao the day before yesterday, and even made that treasure appraiser vomit blood in anger. He's still lying in the hospital now! Koji's meaning is very clear, as long as Master Shen Qiu can apologize to that master in public, he can make concessions!"

As soon as Boss He said this, everyone's eyes fell on Shen Qiu.

"Boss He! Are you serious? Are you sure what Koji said is true?"

"I can guarantee this with my character!" Boss He patted his chest and replied: "Mr. Koji didn't say it clearly, but I have worked with him for so many years, and I know what he thinks in his heart!"

Everyone present immediately started discussing: "So we still have a chance to get back the golden bell, Master Shen Qiu! You should go and apologize to others! It's just to say sorry, but there is nothing missing! "

"Master Shen Qiu! Old Mr. Tang is willing to risk his life, so you can just apologize to others for your grievances! Take a step back, and we people in Yanjing's antique circle will never forget your sacrifice!"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Qin Qinglei interrupted everyone's discussion at the top of his voice: "What are you doing! Why do you ask my master to apologize to the Japanese islanders! Did my master do something wrong? That Gao Feng oh bah! The master's strength is crushing, and the earth has no gravity because I can't poop? I want my master to apologize! No way!"