Live Antique Picking and Leakage: 100,000 times the profit at the beginning

Chapter 188 Shocked!Masters are wandering, scum and scum are in the palace
Chen Yu first apologized to the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Brothers and sisters in the live broadcast room, some time ago, due to some things, I didn't broadcast live on time. I am here to say sorry to everyone."

"I'm back today. In the past few days, I will broadcast live on time."

After Chen Yu finished speaking, the audience in the live broadcast room started swiping their screens again.

"Anchor, for the sake of your sincerity, I forgive you."

"Boss Chen, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and show us your talent, we can't wait to see your wonderful performance."

"Boss Chen, I don't know if your performance today is picking up leaks or opening rough jadeite."

"Brother upstairs, are you stupid? Boss Chen is now in the Antique Street of Modu. What kind of rough jadeite is he opening? Naturally, he missed the show."

"..."

Chen Yu didn't expect that the fans in his live broadcast room would be so enthusiastic.

Chen Yu watched the fans' speeches and finished them.

He was about to put his mobile phone on his chest and go to Antique Street to do a live broadcast of picking up leaks.

At this moment, he saw a fan keep sending him a message.

"Hello, Boss Chen, I am your loyal fan. I watch you pick up leaks every day, and I admire you very much."

"Recently, my father was seriously ill, and our family needed a sum of medical expenses to treat my father. But our family had no money, so we took out one of the paintings in our family, which has been passed down for at least five generations, and planned to sell it."

"But we went to a treasure appraisal show to appraise treasures, but the master appraised treasures and said that our paintings are fake and are worth thousands of dollars at most."

"Boss Chen, I'm pretty sure this painting has been passed down in our family for at least five generations. It can't be a fake. Can you show me it?"

Chen Yu saw this fan talking constantly, and from the other party's words, Chen Yu also felt the other party's urgency, so he replied to the other party.

"If you want me to see it, you can come to Modu Antique Street to find me."

After all, Shen Chenyu has no way to distinguish things like calligraphy and painting on the Internet, so he needs to bring them over to him, let him take a closer look, and give the other party an answer after confirming.

When the fans saw his reply, they quickly said.

"Boss Chen, thank you very much, I will go to Shanghai right away."

In Hangcheng, which is not far from the devil.

A young man was typing quickly with his mobile phone.

After typing, the young man showed a happy expression on his face.Then, he said to another young man in his early 20s next to him.

"Brother, I contacted one, and I have been following a leak-seeking anchor. He told me that he can give us an appraisal of our family's paintings. But we need to go to Shanghai to find him."

"Brother, our family's paintings have been handed down for five generations. Grandpa has always told us that our Lu family ancestors were once wealthy. How could the things in our collection be fake."

"Brother, I plan to bring the painting and show it to Boss Chen Leak Wang?"

These two young people, the young man named He Lu, and the 20-year-old young man named He Si, are brothers.

The reason why they bought this painting was because He Lu said earlier that their father was seriously ill, and they planned to sell this family heirloom to raise medical expenses for his father.

But they took the painting to a treasure appraisal program and showed it to treasure appraisal expert Li Gang. The other party just took a look and said that the painting handed down by their family's five generations of ancestors was fake.

When the two brothers came out of the Jianbao show, a middle-aged man Wang Quan came to him and said that if he was willing to buy them for 1 yuan, would they be willing to sell them.

The two brothers were naturally unwilling to sell. After all, his father was seriously ill and needed a lot of money, at least 50.

1 yuan is a drop in the bucket for them.

So they said no.

After refusing, the two brothers became worried again. After all, the old father was seriously ill and needed money, and now the only valuable thing in the family was identified as a fake by experts.

For a while, they didn't know what to do.

At this time, the younger brother He Lu thought of the live broadcast of Boss Chen, the Leak Picker King, that he usually watched. Although the appraisal experts identified this thing as a fake, he was a little unconvinced and planned to try his luck again.

Even he didn't expect that Chen Yu finally replied to him and asked him to go to Antique Street to appraise him.

After He Lu explained the matter to his brother, the two brothers bought tickets and planned to go to Shanghai to find Chen Yu.

Just when the two brothers arrived at the train station, He Si's cell phone rang.

He Si picked up the phone. On the other end of the phone was Wang Quan who wanted 1 yuan to buy their paintings.

"He Si, I'm Wang Quan. After I came back, I thought about it again, and 1 yuan is indeed a bit low. I thought about it, and I would like to raise the price. 2 yuan, how do you feel?"

He Si heard the voice from the opposite end and said.

"Boss Wang, thank you for your kindness, but we don't plan to buy this painting. We plan to go to the anchor of the magic city, Jianlou Wang, to show us it before we talk about it."

When Wang Quan heard He Si on the other side, he wanted to find other people for appraisal. For some reason, his tone suddenly became tense, and he said.

"No matter who you are looking for for this painting, the price is the same. You might as well not bother and sell it to me. If it really doesn't work, I will give you [-]."

"This price is already sky-high. I dare say that no one will bid more than this."

He Si said.

"Boss Wang, I'm sorry, we plan to talk about it after the appraisal."

Then hung up the phone.

After He Si hung up the phone, Wang An heard the sound of the phone being hung up, and couldn't help complaining.

"damn it."

Then Wang Quan quickly called his brother-in-law, Li Gang, an expert in the Jianbao program group.

"Brother-in-law, it's not good. The two brothers who are holding the Qing Dynasty Zheng Banqiao's painting in their hands went to a leak-picking anchor in Shanghai to appraise it."

"Brother-in-law, if they go to appraise it, it is very likely that they will find out the true price of the painting. It will be difficult for us to buy this painting at a low price. We must stop those two brothers."

At this time, Li Gang was in a massage club, enjoying the massage of two young beauties in sexy clothes.

Over the years, he has relied on appraising the show.

Call the real treasure a fake, and then ask his brother-in-law to buy it, earning a lot of money.

This time the two brothers brought Zheng Banqiao's painting for appraisal, and he could tell at a glance that the painting was real, so he moved his mind and wanted to buy the painting at a low price, and then sell it at a high price to earn the difference.

As for what the two brothers said about their father being seriously ill, they planned to sell the painting in order to see a doctor for their father.

He sounds pitiful, but in this world, who is not pitiful, he can take care of who.

He originally planned to suppress it here and identify the painting as fake, and then his brother-in-law would definitely be able to buy the painting smoothly.

Unexpectedly, there was an oolong, and the two brothers took the painting and went to Shanghai to find a leak-picking anchor to appraise the painting.

Li Gang thought for a while and said.

"I know about this."

"I tried to find a way to call the anchor and ask him to cooperate. Don't worry, this painting will fall into my pocket sooner or later. What I fancy will never escape."

(End of this chapter)