Don't quibble, anchor, your name is Zhang San

Chapter 113 Please go and ask for a translator first

Jiang Han was carrying a black backpack in his hand, and looked at Owen with disdain.

Owen's face was full of surprise and uncertainty, which was very exciting.

He originally concluded that Jiang Han couldn't come up with the original works of "The Girl of Avignon" and "Sunflower", so he would definitely find an excuse to shirk.

He never expected that Jiang Han would be so tough, with a domineering look.

Are those two paintings really in that backpack?
impossible!
As far as I know, these two paintings are obviously collected by two wealthy Europeans, so why are they in his hands?

Qin Chunzhi and others were also very shocked at this time.

These two paintings are among the top collections in Europe, and their value can no longer be measured by money.

Such a precious cultural relic is actually right in front of my eyes?In this unassuming black backpack?
Qin Chunzhi and others even felt unreal.

Mike on the side was even more dumbfounded.

From the beginning to the end, he was just doing a flattery for Jiang Han, acting in a play without a script.

He really didn't expect that Jiang Han actually had two original paintings of "Girl of Avignon" and "Sunflower".

And carry it with you all the time!
Marquis Spencer walked quickly from the sofa to Jiang Han, his eyes fixed on the black backpack, his breathing became obviously heavy, and his face turned red with excitement.

The hall was eerily quiet, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Jiang Han.

To be precise, he was staring at the black backpack in front of him.

Jiang Han bent down, unzipped the zipper with a 'chi' sound, and took out the two scrolls inside.

With a cry, everyone in the hall immediately surrounded him, even Owen was no exception.

There was tension and anticipation on their faces.

Jiang Han slowly unfolded the scroll and laid it flat on the long table.

Everyone rushed up immediately, and crouched in front of the long table to observe, their faces almost glued to the scroll.

Jiang Han stood behind them, feeling a little relieved.

So far, everything has been going pretty well.

He was confident that the people in the hall alone would not be able to tell that it was a fake painting.

At that time, as long as he offered to use these two paintings in exchange for Kyushu Ding, Spencer would definitely raise his feet to agree.

Of course, Spencer might find a professional master to appraise it later, but that's all for later.

As long as the Kyushu tripod is in their hands, so what if they find out that the painting is fake?

Qin Chunzhi and others lay on the scroll and observed for a long time, their expressions becoming more and more excited.

Although they are not professional appraisers, after all they have dealt with various cultural relics for many years, they still have the basic identification ability.

Especially Owen and Xi Shuliang, both of whom are researching cultural relics, and their level of identifying cultural relics is not even worse than that of ordinary appraisers.

At least in their eyes, these two paintings are definitely real!
Jiang Mengguo raised his head from the table and glanced at Jiang Han with complicated eyes.

Originally, she thought that Jiang Han was a relatively popular anchor, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Even she couldn't have collections of the level of "Girl of Avignon" and "Sunflower", let alone an anchor.

At this moment, old Mike was so devoted to Jiang Han that he admired him.

As expected of me, Brother Jiang, I even have this kind of treasure!

Spencer's eyes were shining with fanaticism, his face was flushed with excitement, and his whole body was trembling with excitement.

His hand was suspended, afraid of touching the canvas and causing damage to the scroll.

On the side, Owen's face was full of shock, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his mind was in chaos.

How can it be!These two paintings are actually real!How can this be!

After a long time, everyone finally recovered from the shock.

Spencer's eyes shifted from the oil painting to Jiang Han, and his tone was full of envy and exclamation: "Mr. Jiang Han really didn't expect that these two paintings are actually in your hands."

His words immediately detonated the live broadcast room of Jiang Han and Elshimi, and the barrage was overwhelming.

"Fuck, these two paintings are actually original!"

"Even Spencer personally proved that he definitely didn't run away. This is a real painting!"

"My mother, I didn't expect that one day I would be able to see the authenticity of these two paintings!"

"No, brothers, these two paintings add up to at least a few billion. What kind of family is Brother Jiang?"

"Who can tell me why our top famous painting in Europe is in the hands of Jiang Han?!"

"That's right, what is Jiang Han's origin? Isn't he just an anchor?"

In the villa, seeing that everyone believed the oil paintings were real, Jiang Han was also secretly relieved, and said to Spencer, "Mr. People just can't believe it."

After speaking, he glanced at Owen, whose face was blue and white.

"Mr. Jiang Han, we were the ones who doubted you before, please don't be offended.

How did you get these two paintings? "

Compared with before, Spencer's attitude has changed 180 degrees.

"I'm sorry this is a secret, so it's inconvenient to reveal it." Jiang Han replied with a flat expression.

Spencer rubbed his little hands, suddenly a little shy.

"Mr. Jiang Han, you also know that I personally admire Picasso and Van Gogh, and I love these two paintings even more. Can you sell these two paintings to me?"

"Mr. Marquis is talking about business with me?" Jiang Han raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"You can understand that."

"Since this is the case, I have a habit of using Dragon Mandarin when discussing business.

Mr. Spencer, I suggest you ask for a Chinese translator first.Remember to pronounce it authentically. "Jiang Han said with the corner of his mouth curled up.

Spencer's expression froze, and his face changed.

Just yesterday, he also asked Qin Chunzhi to find an interpreter who speaks English and communicate with him.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Han actually made the same request, which was obviously revenge and humiliation.

A wave of anger rose in Spencer's heart, but when he thought of the two famous paintings in the opponent's hand, he had to suppress the anger again.

In his eyes, these two paintings are symbols of splendid European civilization and the pride of Europeans.

In the hands of an Oriental, it is simply a pearl covered in dust, and it is a shame to Europe.

No matter what, he had to get the painting back from Jiang Han.

A little personal humiliation for that was nothing.

"No problem, Mr. Jiang Han, just wait a moment, I'll send someone to invite the best Longguo translator in London."

After Spencer finished speaking, he called the butler to give some instructions.

After receiving the order, the butler turned around and ran outside.

Shen Ling who was on the side was greatly relieved, and almost shouted happily.

Although Qin Chunzhi and the others didn't say anything, the slightly curved corners of their mouths showed that they were extremely comfortable at the moment.

Not long after, the housekeeper brought the translator back, and the negotiation continued.

"Mr. Marquis, I can understand your feelings, but I paid a lot of money to get these two paintings."

Jiang Han intentionally made a look of embarrassment, but secretly laughed in his heart: It did cost a lot, nearly six hours, and those drawing tools cost me a few thousand.

After listening to the translation, Spencer expressed eagerness visible to the naked eye, and quickly added: "[-] million pounds! Mr. Jiang Han, as long as you promise, I am willing to spend [-] million pounds to buy these two paintings."

[-] million pounds, this price is definitely not low, it can even be said to be an astronomical figure.

Jiang Han's heart skipped a beat, and his heart skipped a beat.

No way, this is [-] million pounds!
As long as he agreed, he would be able to pocket the money, and anyone would be tempted to change it.

Unfortunately, his goal this time is Kyushu Ding.

"Mr. Spencer, I also like these two paintings very much. They are my favorite collection, and their value in my heart is far beyond money." Jiang Han said with a headache.

Mike on the side heard this, and said something mysteriously: "I need to pay more."

Jiang Han: "."

He even knows how to add money, this guy is really a foreigner?

"No problem Mr. Jiang Han, I am willing to add more money, as long as you sell them to me."

Spencer's expression was eager, and he seemed to want to buy the painting even if he lost his fortune.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Jiang Han finally tried to meet him.

"Honestly, Mr. Spencer, I'm not interested in money, it's just numbers to me.

But if you really want these two paintings, it's not impossible. "

On Spencer's face, after hearing the latter sentence, hope was rekindled.

His eyes were burning, waiting for Jiang Han's next words.

For some reason, Owen on the side suddenly felt a deep sense of uneasiness.

Jiang Han said slowly, "Why don't we barter, Mr. Spencer, how about you exchange the Dragon Kingdom cultural relics in your hand for these two paintings of mine?"

(End of this chapter)