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Chapter 123 Really! Forty-six million! (Subscribe please!)

Yue Ming Tea House.

After Mr. Li talked to Liu Qing on the phone, he had already made up his mind. He then strode back to the private room in high spirits:

"Boss Lin, Director Zhang, sorry for the wait."

"No problem, no problem." Lin Chuan waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's us who are bothering Mr. Li today. It's only right that we wait for a while."

"Mr. Lin is being polite."

Mr. Li sat down in his seat and laughed.

Lin Chuan took a sip of tea, and then handed the 'Fengtian 1 tael' to Mr. Li again: "Mr. Li, I have just checked the stove, hairpin, and fan, and there is only this coin left."

Mr. Li took the coin and first looked up at Lin Chuan and the landlady, then his eyes fell again on the coin that made his heart tremble.

He first frowned slightly and briefly explained the origin of the coin.

Then, start analyzing the appearance:
"Boss Lin, look at its color. The edge is silver-gray and black, which is the result of silver oxidation. The color in the middle is brighter and smoother. It is a rare fine coin!"

"So it's genuine?"

Lin Chuan's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Hey……"

Mr. Li sighed and shook his head. "Mr. Lin, you don't know that this 'Fengtian One Liang' coin is a sample coin minted in 1903. There is only one in the world. It is now on public display at the Hongxi Art Museum. So the ones circulating in the market are all fake."

Lin Chuan acted like a pro. His face quickly became gloomy, and he was a little unwilling: "Boss Li, take a closer look. Since it is a sample coin, will there be a second one when it is minted?"

"Currently, there is no information to prove that there is a second 'Fengtian One Liang'." General Lin shook his head. "The one in your hand is a top-quality imitation."

"Thank you, Mr. Li, for bothering me today."

Lin Chuan sighed, took the money back, and took a sip of tea. With a mixture of resentment and resentment on his face, he patted the landlady's hand and prepared to get up and leave.

"Mr. Lin."

Mr. Li called out to Lin Chuan.

"Mr. Li, what can I do for you?" Lin Chuan asked with a smile.

"Excuse me, how much did you pay for that 'Fengtian Yi Liang' coin?" asked Mr. Li.

Lin Chuan held the coin in his hand and replied with some shame: "One hundred and twenty thousand."

hiss!
Mr. Li took a breath and then said, "Mr. Lin, I have a friend who is keen on collecting these coins. If Lin Chuan wants to stop the loss, would you be willing to sell them for 20,000 yuan?"

"Twenty thousand?" Lin Chuan was stunned.

"Yes, just think of it as making friends." Mr. Li smiled.

Lin Chuan held the coin, looked at it again, and shook his head: "Mr. Li, this is the first item I have recovered for a large amount of money. It was pierced, so I want to keep it for myself as a lesson."

"Mr. Lin, do you have an ideal price in mind?" Mr. Li asked tentatively.

Anyone who has negotiated a price knows that the reason the other party gives for rejection is that the price is not high enough.

Need more money!
Lin Chuan raised his lips slightly and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Don't be afraid of being laughed at by Mr. Lin. When I bought this coin, I compared it with the picture of 'Fengtian One Liang' for a long time before confirming it. I thought it was worth at least tens of millions. Now I am so embarrassed."

Mr. Li twitched the corner of his mouth and thought to himself, you really dare to think like that!

You want to make tens of millions by comparing photos, but damn, you really got it wrong!

Mr. Li thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Antiques, antiques, is just a word for playing. There aren't many people who play as boldly as Mr. Lin."

"Stop showing off your skills in front of an expert." Lin Chuan said with a smile.

Mr. Li thought for a moment and then said, "Mr. Lin, I am not a master in the antique circle. I can only say that I have a rudimentary understanding of treasure appraisal. The coin I just saw may not be accurate. I will take a few photos of this coin and then ask some master friends to examine it. What do you think?"

"This……"

Lin Chuan was a little hesitant.

At this time, the landlady said, "Chairman, if those masters identify it as authentic, we can make a lot of money!"

"Yes, that's right!" Mr. Li laughed and quickly continued the conversation.

"Row!"

Lin Chuan raised his eyes to look at Mr. Li, and smiled at this person who was Liu Qing's helper.

Mr. Li took photos very carefully, not missing any details.

He even used a precise ruler and a scale to record the diameter and weight of the coin.

After doing all this, Mr. Li still felt it was a bit of a pity because he couldn't take the coins directly for appraisal.

"Mr. Li, walk slowly."

Lin Chuan smiled. He would keep the coin in his hand all the time, as it was the most important bait in this game.

It was already noon when we walked out of Yueming Tea House.

In the streets, the midday sun is like golden sand, falling on the stone slabs and bricks, and through the gaps in the leaves, onto the ground, creating mottled light and shadows. The breeze blows, the leaves rustle, bringing a hint of coolness, and in the corners, a few kittens lazily lie in the sun and take a nap.

"Chairman, will they really believe that this coin is the 'Fengtian One Liang'?" The landlady frowned, a little curious.

"Of course."

Lin Chuan smiled, a hint of confidence showing on his face, and his handsome face seemed a little dazzling in the sun.

"More than 40 million, will they be so easily hooked?" The young landlady naturally took Lin Chuan's arm and asked.

"In the antique and stone gambling circles, getting rich is just a matter of days, but so is bankruptcy."

Lin Chuan rubbed the landlady's hair and spoke first.

Now, the scam has been completed.

Liu Qing and Mr. Li have also come in.

As long as they bring the photo of this 'Fengtian One Liang' coin for identification, they will be stuck.

Even though they guessed it might be a setup, they couldn't resist the temptation.

Lin Chuan has seen too many people like this in the virtual world of "fraudulent salesmen" and "antique counterfeiters".

It's not that they don't have intelligence.

On the contrary, they are very calculating and shrewd.

But when huge benefits appear, they will do whatever it takes.

——For 100% profit, it dares to trample on all human laws; with 300% profit, it dares to commit any crime, even at the risk of being hanged.

The 'Fengtian One Liang' forged by Lin Chuan was so real that it could be mistaken for the real thing in front of the master.

"Chairman, I remember you said last time that Liu Qing might be related to the factory. How is the antique circle connected to the factory?" The young landlady pursed her lips, not figuring out the details.

Lin Chuan asked back: "Why can't it be linked?" "I don't understand." The young landlady shook her head.

Lin Chuan looked around and confirmed that there was no one around before explaining, "In the factory area in Myanmar, for example, the fifteen fraudsters I caught last time, most of them were engaged in telecommunications fraud. The money obtained from the fraud is not clean and cannot be circulated directly in the market, so they need to launder the money."

"Money laundering?"

The young landlady frowned.

Lin Chuan nodded and continued, "There are many ways to launder money, such as jewelry transactions, stock price increases, antique auctions, etc. The structure of a large factory is not just the Thousand Doors and Eight Generals we know about in the factory, but also the various gangs active outside. This is a complete industrial chain."

The young landlady nodded, not quite understanding.

"So, what we are facing now may not just be Liu Qing, but an entire large-scale fraud force." Lin Chuan stopped and said to the young landlady.

"Do you want to call the police?" asked the young landlady.

"We don't have any evidence yet, so it's hard to track down."

Lin Chuan shook his head.

"Isn't that very dangerous?" The young landlady pouted.

"Ah."

Lin Chuan warned, "It's very dangerous, you have to be careful and don't go alone."

"Chairman..."

"what happened?"

"But I sleep alone." The young landlady pursed her lips, looked up at Lin Chuan, a smile on her lips, and a gleam of light in her eyes as bright as autumn water.

Lin Chuan immediately covered his body with his hands: "Help! A female college student is being raped!"

"Humph!"

The landlady pouted.

Lin Chuan tapped the landlady's forehead and said with a smile, "Let's go and have lunch first."

"What about the coins?"

"We will go find a treasure appraiser later. Mr. Li and others will come to us in the afternoon or evening." Lin Chuan said with a smile.

……

the other side.

After leaving Yueming Tea House, Mr. Li immediately drove his BMW X5 to meet Liu Qing as quickly as possible.

A teahouse on a street.

The store is not big, with antique decorations, several pots of green plants around it and sandalwood lit, making it look secluded and quaint.

Mr. Li looked around, then quickly walked into the teahouse and pushed open the wooden door of a private room.

"Sister Liu."

The person sitting in the private room was Liu Qing.

"Did you bring the Fengtian tael?"

Liu Qing was wearing a cheongsam and sitting elegantly. She looked up and saw Mr. Li coming in. The first thing she said was "One ounce of Fengtian".

"No, I lied to him and said it was a high-end imitation. He didn't plan to sell it and wanted to keep it for his own collection."

Mr. Li sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it without caring what kind of tea it was.

It can be seen that he is a little anxious.

"If he keeps it for himself, can he hide it?" Liu Qing smiled, "Did he take the photos?"

"made a bid!"

Mr. Li immediately took out a tablet, placed the photo of the 'Fengtian One Liang' in front of Liu Qing, and listed the weight and diameter data.

Liu Qing didn't say anything.

She looked focused. She first glanced at the weight and diameter, then nodded. It was basically the same as the one in the Hongxi Art Museum.

Subsequently.

Liu Qing shifted her gaze back to the tablet.

One by one, detailed photos of Lin Chuan's 'Fengtian One Liang' coin came into her eyes.

Although she mainly runs antique scams, she has some deep knowledge about antiques and has an extraordinary eye.

After just one look, her heart began to beat faster, her pupils shrank, her mouth slightly opened, her face showed surprise and excitement, and her breathing became rapid.

Yes!

This coin is so real!

From the wear and tear, patina, to the color of the oxidized silver, there is no trace of counterfeiting.

It is consistent with the 'Fengtian One Liang' coin worth 46 million lying quietly in the Hongxi Art Museum!
hiss!
Liu Qing couldn't help but take a deep breath to calm herself.

Yes, with 46 million right in front of me, how could I not be excited?

"I dare not jump to conclusion." Liu Qing put down the tablet and said this after a long time.

"I dare not draw a conclusion, but it is very similar." Mr. Li's face was full of excitement.

"Wait for a master to come over. He has had the honor of handling the real 'Fengtian Yiliang'." Liu Qing took a deep breath and said.

"Okay!" Mr. Li responded.

Not long after, an old man with gray hair but in good spirits walked into the private room.

He is the master that Liu Qing mentioned.

The two sides exchanged a few simple pleasantries before Liu Qing got straight to the point: "Master, please take a look at this coin and determine whether it is real or fake."

immediately.

Liu Qing placed the tablet in front of the old man and slid the photos for him personally.

The old man looked very seriously and carefully, even more carefully than Liu Qing.

No detail is missed in every photo.

After a while, the old man said in shock: "The second 'Fengtian One Liang' appeared!"

Liu Qing and Mr. Li glared at the same time!
The second one is Fengtian one tael!
hiss!
In other words, the coin in Lin Chuan's hand is real!
It's absolutely true!
A total value of 46 million!

(End of this chapter)