treasure hunt god pupil

Chapter 681 Franke on the verge of bankruptcy
Li Mo sat in the leisure area, slowly stirring the coffee, and felt very relaxed listening to the melodious classical music.

"You put a few pieces of sugar, is this coffee interesting?"

"I'm drinking sugar tea, not coffee." Li Mo glanced at the beautiful woman beside him, and said strangely, "We have been together for a few days, and you still refuse to tell me your real names? "

"We are on a mission, not here for fun. Just like you, it is for the sake of secrecy. I used to have a code name of May, you can call me that. The big guy next to you is code-named Dashan, and the guy on the opposite side is code-named Assassin." Head back to the code-named Starry Sky in the room."

"Well, I didn't ask."

Li Mo smiled, these people must have used aliases when they went abroad, just like himself, the only difference is that they knew their real identities, but he didn't know their real identities.

"The coffee with sugar is delicious, and you don't want to try it?"

Wu Yue drank pure water, and she took a sip and asked, "Mr. Qin, did you spend 50 dollars just for the Dragon Jar from Xuande of the Ming Dynasty?"

"I'm a serious businessman, and I own a chain store of one or two hundred green and healthy specialty snacks. I really think their candies are delicious. Besides, you know that Ming Xuande cloisonne dragon pattern lid jar How much is it worth?"

The three security guards all looked at him seriously.

"It is conservatively estimated that the domestic auction will not be less than [-] million yuan."

The three looked at each other, all silent.

Steven came over with an ugly face, and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Qin, I'm really sorry, I didn't know that Franke would follow all the way. He has been wanting to see you outside the hotel because he worked with you before. It's been two years, so I..."

"Let him come over."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Qin."

In May, Dashan and the three security guards consciously took a leisure seat next to him. Franke still maintained his elegant demeanor. He walked up to Li Mo and saluted in a gentlemanly way: "Mr. Qin, take the liberty I'm bothering you again."

"Anyway, I'm too busy. You're here just to chat with me and sit down casually." Li Mo said casually, and then ordered him a cup of coffee, "Is there anything you can do, Mr. Franka?"

"Then I'll just say it directly, I want to buy a candy porcelain in the hands of Mr. Qin."

It's too direct.

Li Mo glanced at him, leaned back on the chair and said with a smile: "I know which one you want to buy, tell me, how much can you bid?"

Franka thought for a while, then raised four fingers: "3000 million dollars."

"If that piece of porcelain was in your hands, how much would you pay for it?" Li Mo asked lightly.

It was only then that Franka realized that this young man from China was definitely not that easy to deal with.

"I can find a very strong buyer for Mr. Qin. The US$[-] is just my estimate, and the actual transaction price may be higher than what I offered."

Li Mo said strangely: "Didn't you want to buy it yourself?"

Franke swallowed her words, coughed twice, and then said awkwardly: "I need a few days to raise funds, if I find you a capable seller, I can pay for it and deliver the goods tomorrow. "

Li Mo shook his head, picked up the coffee cup and drank it.

"Mr. Qin is not interested?"

"It's not that I'm not interested, it's just that I'm not interested in you. If I want to make a move, Steven can do everything for me. I don't know you well, so why would I entrust you with the good business of making money."

Li Mo felt that what he had said was serious enough, and he thought that Franka would retreat in spite of the difficulties, but unexpectedly, the American guy didn't feel embarrassed at all, instead he smiled and said: "Steven is just the most ordinary artist. He is a commodity trader, he only relies on the platform. Unlike me, I know many powerful and big sellers, and I also know many businessmen who specialize in antique business, and even know many dealers on the black market. As long as Mr. Qin has money, and If you are willing to spend money, I can help you a lot, but Steven can only help you."

Li Mo put away the smile on his face, looked at Franke calmly, and then said: "You must show me your skills, and money is not a problem with me."

"Mr. Qin is also a straightforward person, so let me just say that there are many underground forces in the country of America, and they have a lot of things in their hands that are not visible, but they want to get those things out and exchange them for real money, so I just There is an intermediary who specializes in this area. Coincidentally, I have such an identity, knowing how to appraise and knowing the beneficiary."

Li Mo didn't agree immediately, and asked after a while of silence: "Tell me, what did you find there before?"

"Nepal gilt bronze Pelava mask in the [-]th century, bronze mirror with flower and bird patterns on the golden back of the Tang Dynasty in China, turquoise bronzes from the Warring States period in China, lion king helmet in Italy in the [-]th century, gold mask of Egyptian Pharaoh, and some European Renaissance Of course, most of the oil paintings and stone carvings from the period are antiques from China, especially various antique porcelains.”

Li Mo glanced at Steven who was standing next to him, and he nodded, which meant that what this American guy said was true, and he couldn't tell that he was still an all-rounder.

If this is the case, this guy should be very rich. Why did he almost quarrel with that American aunt in the small town?

Something seemed wrong, Li Mo pondered something in his mind, and asked, "Mr. Franka, with all due respect, are you short of money?"

The eyes of the people around all focused on Franka. It was only at this moment that Franka showed embarrassment. He said with dodge eyes, "Mr. Qin, I'm about to go bankrupt, and I need money."

"With your ability, how could you go bankrupt?"

Franke smiled wryly, and said with a long sigh: "In your words, I drilled a hole in an antique, and basically spent all my money to buy a fake."

Li Mo couldn't help but asked curiously: "With your ability, you should be worth a lot, right? What kind of counterfeit did you stumble on?"

"There's nothing to hide about this. It's an ancient painting from China, "Spring Outing" by the famous Sui Dynasty painter Zhan Ziqian."

"You mean "Outing in Spring" by Zhan Ziqian in the Sui Dynasty?"

Li Mo thought he heard it wrong, and this American guy was too unlucky to stumble on that ancient painting.

"Mr. Qin also knows about this painting?"

How could Li Mo not know that Zhan Ziqian's "Spring Outing" can be regarded as the oldest surviving painting in the world, and it is also Zhan Ziqian's only handed down masterpiece, but that priceless rare national treasure is now being collected in the Palace Museum .

I don't know that it was the fake master who made a fake, and suddenly made this American antique appraisal expert in front of him almost bankrupt.

"Mr. Franke guessed it right. I once saw Zhan Ziqian's "Spring Outing" in the Imperial Palace Museum in Kyoto."

Li Mo wanted to laugh a little, but felt that this was a bit unkind, so he could only take two sips of sweet coffee from his cup.

"Hey, when I was preparing to send it to the auction, several other experts from the auction house jointly identified it as a fake, because the biggest evidence is that the original is in the Huaxia Palace Museum."

Franca was listless when she said this, as if she even wanted to die.

"Franka, I'm very interested in the fake "Spring Outing" you bought, and I want to see how brilliant the ancient painting is that is fake. In fact, it can be faked. I think that painting is also It’s amazing, if it’s been passed down to future generations for 200 years, it’s also a famous ancient painting.”

What Li Mo said was not comforting words, but what he really thought.Just like the high-quality imitation porcelain made in China, if it is officially restored and imitated, it will be priceless ancient porcelain in the museum for hundreds of years.

"Mr. Qin is really interested?"

Franka regained her spirits. Anyway, the painting is useless in her hands, but she hopes to make a small fortune from this young rich man in China.

"Bring it here and let me have a look and make a decision."

"Okay, I'll deliver it tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)