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The vault was opened, but all the people present were of status. Although they were anxious to see what Qin Wei had left behind, and they wanted to use such a large vault, they still gave up the number one position to Gu Changjun. .After Gu Changjun took the lead and entered the warehouse, they followed behind and filed in.But everyone didn't expect that the door was blocked after only two or three people entered.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Zhihong, Qin Zhijun brothers, and the president of HSBC exclaimed in everyone's ears:

"My goodness!"

"His uncle—"

……

"what happened?"

The exclamation made the people in the back even more curious, and they squeezed in one after another.Then, the vault was never quiet again.

"My God, did the old man move the Forbidden City here?"

"It's not the Forbidden City, it's the Louvre! Look at that oil painting...that's Picasso!"

"Van Gogh, it's Van Gogh! Here are Van Gogh's works... "Wheat Field with Crows" and "Sunflowers". Isn't this rumored to have disappeared? So it was hidden by the old man."

"The mountains are high and the rivers are long, and there are tens of thousands of objects. If you have an old pen, you can be poor. On the eighteenth, I went to the balcony to write, Taibai.... This is Li Bai's authentic work! Li Taibai's only calligraphy left in the world! "Up to the balcony post "! Isn't this supposed to be collected by Zhang Boju? It's actually here!"

"What is this? This, this... Can any of you help me find out if this is Su Shi, isn't it?"

"'I came to Huangzhou, and I have passed three cold foods'? That's right, that's it. It's Su Shi, and it's Su Dongpo's "Cold Food Post"!"

There are no people who don't know how to do it, even if they really don't know how to do it, they understand it more or less.However, I saw all kinds of authentic paintings and calligraphy hung in the entire vault.Everyone seems to be in a dream.The area of ​​the safe is three to four hundred square meters, and it is more than three meters high. The walls are already covered with various rare treasures of calligraphy and painting, but this is not counted, because in the very center of the warehouse, there is still a square There are dozens of boxes.It is placed there casually like a suitcase when moving.It's just that the suitcases are a bit bigger, each one is two meters long and over one meter high on average.It is conceivable how many priceless treasures are stored in it.

"Brother, that's all I said. Did you really find it for me?"

Gu Changjun was so moved that he wanted to cry.He didn't expect that he had just told Qin Wei that in a short time, this guy really got him so many antiques... Li Bai's only calligraphy left in the world, Su Shi's calligraphy, even Picasso and Van Gogh's There are works.Although these works are a bit strange.For example, Van Gogh's "Sunflower", he remembered when he seemed to have seen a news.Said to have been auctioned in Europe.It's only been a few years, why did Qin Wei put it in this vault?And only eight pictures at once?Although the size seems to be different, is this amount too much?There is also Picasso's "Boy with a Pipe". I heard that it sold for [-] million US dollars at an auction a few years ago. Why is it here?Is it possible that the foreigner is auctioning fakes?

"That, Mr. Zheng, Mr. Zheng." Gu Changjun felt that he should find a knowledgeable person to ask.He looked around, Qin Zhijun and Qin Yiwei were the father and daughter who knew him the most, but unfortunately these two guys also like to kill each other the most, so it's better not to ask.Besides these two father and daughter, the closest to him is the boss of HSBC Bank.HSBC has always had a good reputation, and the president should be more trustworthy.So, he slowly leaned over: "Mr. Zheng, that..."

"Why?" The old man, who has always been kind since we met, turned his head and glared at him, "Don't hinder me from appreciating art!"

"This, what kind of art is this?" Gu Changjun glanced at the painting that the old man was admiring. He had a curly mane and a fat butt, and he insisted on pretending to be a hissing four-hoofed mammal. is horse?"

"This is unreasonable." The old man was furious immediately, "This is "Zhao Yebai"! Han Wu's handed down treasure. It is rumored that it was sold to the British by the antique dealer Xiao Huchen before World War II. I don't want to be taken back by Mr. Qin... If you don’t understand, don’t talk nonsense!”

"Is this the real work?" Gu Changjun unfortunately asked again.

"You, you... get lost—"

"Depend on!"

He was driven away.Isn't it just asking if it's true?As for this?I am a customer of your bank.Gu Changjun was very dissatisfied with Old Man Zheng's attitude, but after all, he still didn't dare to talk back to the old man who was in a state of frenzy... Isn't it just a picture, as for falling into a state of madness all of a sudden?Are you an orc or a Beamon?

"What is the relationship between the old man and your family?" Qin Zhijun jumped up to Gu Changjun's side at some point, gnashing his teeth: "Do you know the value of these things? Why did he leave them to you?"

"I, I, this..." Gu Changjun shook his head, he was indeed a little embarrassed.Although he doesn't know how to do it, he also understands that the treasures in the library add up to more than just being priceless.Among other things, Li Bai's "Posts on the Balcony", if the relevant departments know about it, I'm afraid they won't let him go abroad even if they are beaten to death.As for Picasso's "Boy with a Pipe", the original news said that it was auctioned for more than 2 million US dollars, and now it is sold again. As long as the news is released, he is sure that countless European and American collectors and museum agents will go crazy. The same jumps up in front of him... No wonder Qin Zhijun is so angry and unwilling, if he is left alone, he may have the intention of killing: "I, I have a good relationship with your old man!"

"Hi, sir!" Qin Zhijun scolded directly, regardless of the demeanor of an ambassador-level diplomat, "I and the old man are relatives and grandchildren, and the relationship is better. Why didn't he leave it to me?"

"I'm not too sure about this..." Gu Changjun looked at him maliciously, "Perhaps, you are not your father's seed?"

"Say one more thing, believe it or not, I can't let you out of this warehouse door?" Qin Zhijun said grimly.

"Just kidding. I'm such an adult, I don't have any sense of humor." Gu Changjun shuddered, and hurriedly stepped aside.The Qin family probably wants to have his cramps skinned right now, so it's better not to be too arrogant.Moreover, just the treasures hanging outside have already made the eyeballs of Qin Zhijun and HSBC Bank Mr. Zheng turn red. The one that Qin Wei hid in the box...

Gu Changjun licked his tongue and walked to the purple wooden box in the middle.Lifted the lid.

"Qi Baishi?"

Boss Zheng's head suddenly stretched out from behind Gu Changjun, and his heart beat violently in fright.

"I said Mr. Zheng, don't bring such a thing. If you don't appreciate your white horse, why run behind me?" Gu Changjun held his heart and couldn't help complaining.

"Don't be offended, don't be offended, it's just too curious." Mr. Zheng didn't seem to remember that he had scolded Gu Changjun for the word "fuck", and he seemed to have forgotten whose things in Curry belonged, so he just bent over He took out a stack of scrolls from the box.No wonder he was curious.These scrolls are very strange.Because they were not rolled up and received in a paper tube like many famous paintings when they were collected.Instead, they spread out flatly, stacked one by one to form a thick pile, and then bundled with a few strings. That way, it is easy to remind people of piles of various certificates...

"Even Qi Baishi's works are not that valuable. You don't have to treat them like this. You are still a master anyway."

Mr. Zheng was obviously dissatisfied.There are several masterpieces of Qi Baishi in his collection at home, and he often plays with them in his spare time.Although the other "authors" in this room.Such as Li Bai, Su Shi, Van Gogh, Picasso, Gauguin and so on.It seems that they are all more famous than Qi Baishi, and their works are more valuable, but Qi Baishi is also a modern master of painting, and after a thousand years, it may not be that anyone is worse than the other.But the works of such a master are tied up like those certificates...anyone would feel wronged by Qi Baishi.

"Qi Baishi still has English signatures?" Gu Changjun couldn't see any relationship between these works and Qi Baishi, he just wondered why there were English words on the corners of these paintings... It is said that the masters in the Republic of China were erudite and talented.Painting is a master, and he can use English easily without leaving a word, and the writing is pretty good.This is much stronger than him.

"This, this is not English." Mr. Zheng's attention was drawn to the corner by him.The old man took a closer look, heaved a sigh of relief, and put the things back into the box, "Young man, this is Spanish. It's Picasso's autograph!"

"Huh?" Gu Changjun was taken aback, "Picasso signed Qi Baishi's painting?"

"This is Qi Baishi's work copied by Picasso. No wonder I always find it weird when I look at it..." Mr. Zheng shook his head, then sighed: "When I was talking about collections with people earlier, I heard that the 60s of the last century Zhang Daqian visited Picasso three times when he came to Europe, but he was not interviewed. But Zhang Daqian did not give up until he reached his goal, and finally met him. The two chatted about art, and Picasso took out a large bundle of works for him. Zhang Daqian said: "I dare not go to your China, because there is Qi Baishi in China." And the works he showed were not his own paintings, but he copied Qi Baishi's works..."

"Really?" Gu Changjun felt his head go numb, "Is Picasso much better than Qi Baishi?"

"It's a great reputation, not a level." Mr. Zheng glared at him, "Otherwise, with Picasso's status in the European art world at that time, why should he boast like this when Qi Baishi was not present? He exaggerated directly to his face Wouldn’t Daqian be all right? Anyway, he is a senior, and Zhang Daqian is also a world-renowned Chinese artist after all. People come to your house from thousands of miles to visit you, and ask to see you three times. You Picasso put a big hat on Zhang Daqian and brag a little more. This is called 'politeness', also called 'supporting', and you can't make mistakes. But Qi Baishi is a third party, and he can't compete with Picasso. Why should Picasso 'support' him on this occasion. Therefore, Picasso praised Qi Baishi These words are from his heart, like a clean towel without much moisture."

"Really?" Gu Changjun still couldn't believe it: "There is a huge gap between their popularity."

"What did I lie to you for? And who said that Qi Baishi's reputation is worse than that of Picasso?" Mr. Zheng was obviously annoyed by Gu Changjun's words: "I remember that it should be 1956, when the World Peace Council announced that the 1955 annual international peace The award was awarded to Qi Baishi. Since then, Qi Baishi has become a master of art on par with Picasso in terms of international popularity, representing the two worlds of the East and the West. In the 60s, he was rated as one of the top ten cultural celebrities in the world! This is called Poor popularity?...You young people only know foreign countries all day long. Look at Mr. Qin, Picasso’s own paintings are placed outside, but his copy of Qi Baishi’s works are kept inside. What is this? It's pride, pride!"

"Yes, yes, he is proud. But Qi Baishi is at a big loss." Gu Changjun sighed, "Picasso's painting is as little as tens of millions of dollars, and there are one or two hundred million more, and his old man only costs a few dollars. ? It’s a big loss.”

"The value of a work of art is not distinguished by its price." Qin Yiwei appeared out of nowhere, first scorned Gu Changjun, and then pulled out a flat black lacquer from behind as if by magic. He smiled mysteriously at Gu Changjun: "It's a good thing, I found it from the box over there. It was left to you by my great-grandfather. Do you want to see it?" (To be continued...)