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

Chapter 68 Selling Paintings
"Hey, Dad, do you know the escaped Chan fairy?"

"I don't know about the escaped Zen officials, but I do know that if you cheat on me, I will have no problem chasing you for five kilometers."

"Dad, don't be so violent, okay?"

"Don't be tricky, tell me well, what exactly do you want to say?"

"Dad, I found a treasure. You wouldn't believe it when I told you. I found an authentic painting of Tang Bohu. I wonder if you are interested in buying it."

"Tang Bohu's authentic work, that's a good thing."

"You send me an address, and I will come right away. It is pure waste for such a good thing to fall into the hands of others. I will buy everything I say."

Zhang Xiaoqiang withdrew from the appraisal of ancient paintings, stepped aside, called his father, and told him that he found out about Tang Bohu's ancient paintings.

After his father heard this, he hurried over to Jubaozhai.

After Li Zhengqian finished his appraisal, he asked Chen Yu.

"Boss Chen, this thing is really a treasure. I have seen so many treasures, and this thing is enough to be ranked in the top five."

"I don't know if Boss Chen is willing to give up his love. If he is willing to give up his love, I am willing to buy this ancient painting."

Chen Yu thought about it and said.

"If the price is right, I can consider transferring it."

Li Zhengqian had a happy smile on his face when he heard Chen Yu's words. He likes antiques, but among antiques, his favorite thing is calligraphy and painting.

This Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting, among the calligraphy and painting he has seen, is the best of the best.

If this thing can be collected, whether it is the treasure of Jubaozhai's town house or his family heirloom, it is a good choice.

Li Zhengqian thought for a while and said to Chen Yu.

"Boss Chen, two years ago, an ancient painting similar to yours was sold at auction for 500 million yuan."

"In the past few years, Tang Bohu's calligraphy and paintings have increased somewhat. How about this painting, which is priced at [-] million."

After Li Zhengqian finished speaking, the audience in Chen Yu's live broadcast room immediately became overwhelmed.

"One hundred million, I never thought that this painting by Tang Bohu could actually sell for one hundred million."

"Before, I just predicted that it might be able to sell for a high price of [-] million. I didn't expect that it would actually be able to sell for a high price of [-] million."

"Damn it, isn't the host just getting a small goal so easily?"

"If things go on like this, I feel that it is not impossible for the anchor to become the richest man."

"My admiration for the anchor is like a torrent of water, which is endless."

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After hearing Li Zhengqian's quotation, there was everything in the live broadcast room.Before, they only expected that they might be able to sell for a high price of [-] million, but now they really heard that they could sell for [-] million.

Not long after Li Zhengqian finished speaking, Chen Yu thought for a while, and realized that the price estimated by the system for this painting was [-] million.

he nodded.

"The price of [-] million is very appropriate. If so, then this painting belongs to you, Boss Li."

Hearing Chen Yu's answer, Li Zhengqian looked at Chen Yu gratefully and said.

"Thank you, Boss Chen."

Just when the two of them confirmed the deal, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside the door, and then a man in his 50s, wearing a suit and tie, followed by five or six people, walked in and asked directly .

"I heard that Tang Bohu's ancient paintings appeared here. I'll come over to have a look. The things must not have been sold yet, right?"

Seeing this person walk in, Li Zhengqian froze for a moment, and said.

"Mr. Zhang, why are you here, old man?"

Seeing the person coming in, Zhang Xiaoqiang also ran towards the person and said.

"Dad, you're here."

Seeing Li Zhengqian's reaction and Zhang Xiaoqiang's reaction, Chen Yu also guessed that this person should be Zhang Xiaoqiang's father, Zhang Feng, a legendary rich man in Shanghai.

Chen Yu also greeted Zhang Feng and said.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang."

Hearing Chen Yu's greeting, Zhang Feng nodded towards Chen Yu. Obviously he didn't know who Chen Yu was, so he didn't pay much attention to Chen Yu.

He walked directly towards Li Zhengqian and asked.

"Lao Li, I heard that you have a painting of Tang Bohu here. I'll come over to see if it's sold. If not, then I want this painting."

Li Zhengqian said to Zhang Feng.

"Mr. Zhang, you are a bit domineering now. Who wouldn't want such a good painting? You can't wrap up this painting as soon as you come in."

Zhang Feng laughed and said.

"Old Li, you know my character, it has always been like this, if there is anything I am sorry for, please forgive me."

Li Zhengqian looked at Zhang Feng's giggling manner, knew that the other party was like this, and said helplessly.

"You look like this, no one will believe you are a rich man."

Zhang Feng said.

"My character, you don't know, I'm just a hooligan, I never pretend to be a gentleman."

Li Zhengqian said.

"The owner of the painting you mentioned is the young man in front of you, Boss Chen Yu Chen."

Hearing Li Zhengqian's words, Zhang Feng looked towards Chen Yu. He did not expect that the owner of that valuable painting turned out to be this ordinary-looking young man in front of him.

He said to Chen Yu.

"Young man, you are the owner of this Tang Bohu painting."

"Since we have found the true master, things will be easy to talk about."

"Young man, someone from Zhang wants your painting. How much do you want to sell it for? Let me set a price."

Chen Yu shook his head and said.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, I have already sold this painting to Boss Li."

Zhang Feng looked at Chen Yu and asked.

"How much did you sell it for?"

Chen Yu said.

"One hundred million."

Zhang Feng nodded and said.

"This price is still worthy of the price of Tang Bohu's paintings."

"I want to ask, do you know if old man Li has given you money?"

Hearing Zhang Feng's question, Li Zhengqian hurried up to Zhang Feng and said.

"Mr. Zhang, what do you want to do? Although I haven't paid you yet, we have already reached a deal verbally."

Zhang Feng said nonchalantly.

"Since no money has been given, the deal will not be concluded."

"And since it's a verbal transaction, there's no proof."

Zhang Feng looked at Chen Yu sharply and said.

"Young man, old man Li bids 1000 million, and I bid [-] million."

"Sell me your painting."

Li Zhengqian looked at Zhang Feng with some displeasure, and complained.

"Mr. Zhang, if you say that, it's a little careless."

"We have already reached a deal intention, and the price has been negotiated. It's not good for you to cross a pole like this, you know?"

Zhang Feng ignored Li Zhengqian, but looked at Chen Yu and said.

"Young man, I am 1000 million more than old man Li. 1000 million is not a small number. I think no one will give such a high price except me."

(End of this chapter)