gifted collector

Chapter 937
"Oh, yes, that's right, that's what it means."

Hearing what Lu Yao said, Tom immediately took up the conversation. He is a businessman who makes a living by painting, so if it is not necessary, he certainly hopes to make the business a success.

The painting in front of him is priced at 100 million US dollars, which is naturally a sky-high price. His real purpose is to give Fang Ming a space and a huge space to counter the price, not to scare Fang Ming away. .

Fang Ming thought for a while and said, "Ten thousand dollars, this painting is worth that price."

Tom had the urge to vomit blood again. Although the price he asked was outrageous, Fang Ming's price was still very ruthless. It directly changed from 100 million to [-]. The gap was a little too big. For a while, he wondered if Fang Ming had been offended by his asking price just now.

"Oh, you are... just kidding."

Tom worked hard for a long time, and finally a smile appeared on his face, but no matter what, the smile was very forced.

Fang Ming looked at Tom, and after a while, he said very seriously: "Are you joking when you offer 100 million? If so, then I am joking when I offer 1. If yours is not, neither is mine."

Tom once again saw Fang Ming's toughness, which was really different from all the counterparties he had encountered before.

The scene suddenly turned cold.

Fang Ming did this on purpose. He has rich experience in this area, and he knows that if he is not tough, he will not be able to take down the oil painting in front of him smoothly—if he just can’t take down the painting in front of him An oil painting is actually nothing, but if it affects the plan that I finally came up with, then it will be really troublesome.

As for whether Tom will not sell because of his toughness?

This is of course possible, but Fang Ming believes that such a situation will not happen, because he knows that Tom is a businessman who makes a living by selling paintings, and he will not be troubled by money. The other party was very upset, but
Of course, Lu Yao would not let this situation continue to be cold, because he knew that Fang Ming wanted to take down the oil painting in front of him, and the reason why Fang Ming was so tough was just to keep the price down.

"Tom, I said before I came here that as long as things are good, the price is not a problem. However, this does not mean that you can ask for a lot of money. This is not the first time we have dealt with each other. So, I think it is better to be like this, everyone Be honest, you can ask a normal price, after all, we are all in this business, and everyone knows how much this oil painting is worth."

After saying this to Tom, Lu Yao turned her head to Fang Ming and said, "How about this, I'll ask Tom to make a real price, and you can talk about it later?"

Fang Ming nodded inwardly. Lu Yao had already guessed what she was thinking. On the surface, it seemed that she and Tom were each hit [-] times, but in fact it eased the situation and allowed the "negotiation" to continue, but It can also make Tom feel scruples and dare not offer another unreliable price.

This is actually beneficial to him, so he nodded immediately.

"20, this painting, 20 dollars, this is already the lowest price."

Hearing such a price offered by Tom, Fang Ming knew that the matter had been settled today, but he didn't let go of his mouth. He shook his head and said, "This price is still too high."

"Damn it!"

Tom waved his hands, as if all the anger that had been accumulated before burst out all at once, and shouted: "Go and find out, is this painting worth 20 yuan in the market? You are still not satisfied with the market price offered? If you are not satisfied with this, then I don’t think we need to do this business.”

As if he didn't notice Tom's anger, Fang Ming nodded lightly and said, "Yes, you are right. The price of this oil painting is indeed 20 US dollars."

Tom was taken aback. In his opinion, since Fang Ming didn't accept this price, it was impossible to pay this price. Now that it's all over, what he didn't expect was that Fang Ming would admit it.

"Hmph! Since that's the case, what's wrong with me selling 20?"

Fang Ming was still not angry at all, but said: "There is nothing wrong with the market price of 20 yuan for this painting, but you can't sell it for 20 yuan. If you don't believe me, you can sell it. In my opinion, you I don’t even dare to take it out and sell it.”

The oil painting in front of him looked normal on the surface, but just now Fang Ming could see that there were new cut marks around the painting, which meant that the painting was cut from something like a picture frame. It came down, so it is very likely that it came from a wrong way-the thief didn't steal the frame together for convenience, and directly cut off the painting with a blade and took it away.

"This one……"

Tom seemed like a little rooster who was screaming happily and suddenly his neck was strangled, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Yes, the market price of the painting in front of him is indeed 20, but it is indeed impossible for him to sell it, because once he does, it will cause huge trouble for himself.

Because... the picture in front of him did not come from the right place. As far as he knew, it was stolen from a church in a small village. If such a thing was sold, wouldn't it be asking for trouble for himself?

Tom just didn't expect that Fang Ming could even see this.

After being absent-minded for a while, Tom spread his hands with a wry smile and said, "Well, you smart oriental, I recognize this, tell me, how much did you pay for this painting? You can quote a price bring it on."

Fang Ming nodded lightly, and said: "This is not the first time you and Ms. Lu have traded, how about this, I will pay 10 US dollars for this painting, which is already a very good price. Of course, if you It’s impossible to want a higher price. So, 10, if you agree, I’ll pay now, if you don’t agree, forget it.”

Tom originally wanted to ask for a higher price, but after hesitating for a while, he nodded and said, "Okay, 10 is 10, but I want cash."

The reason why Tom asked for cash was just to be safe, and Fang Ming didn't think anything of it.

"Zhu Zhu, go to my car, there is a box in it, take it in."

Seeing that Fang Ming had already negotiated with Tom, Deng Li asked Zhao Zhuzi to go out to get money in the car. Obviously, she had already prepared for this.

Zhao Zhuzi went out for a while, and came in with a suitcase, but he carried a paper bag in his hand, and put it in front of Tom.

There was a hint of greed on Tom's face, and he immediately stretched out his hand and took out the money inside. After counting carefully twice, he finally laughed, pushed the oil painting in front of him towards Fang Ming, and said, "Okay."

, this oil painting is yours now. "

"it is good."

Fang Ming nodded lightly, stretched out his hand to pick up the oil painting, slowly rolled it into a cylinder shape, then picked up the drawing paper of the sketch on the top next to it as if casually, wrapped it in the Outermost.

"Ah! This is not yours."

When Tom saw it, he called out immediately.

Fang Ming ignored Tom's words at all, and continued to wrap his picture. After wrapping it carefully, he looked up at Tom and said, "The painting I bought for 10 dollars, don't you want me to do it?" Take it back like this? What if it breaks? How about you give me a painting tube?"

"This...well, take it as you go."

Tom shook his head when he heard that Fang Ming asked him to give him a painting tube. The drawing paper that Fang Ming took away had been appraised by him before. It was not something valuable, but it was a painting he used to hold his paintings The cylinder is specially made, and it costs 100 US dollars.

Glancing at Tom, Fang Ming nodded and said, "Okay, since that's the case, let's go."

Deng Li stood up, and when she was about to leave, Zhao Zhuzi suddenly walked up to her and whispered a few words, Deng Li's eyes flashed a cold light, and she nodded slightly.

Seeing Zhao Zhuzi like this, Tom felt something bad in his heart. He yelled loudly and said, "You...what are you trying to do? Let me tell you..."

Zhao Zhuzi didn't care about shouting Tom, walked up to him, first picked him up and pushed him aside, then squatted down, first knocked on the floor a few times, and then directly punched him. go down.

"Bang bang bang!"

After a few punches, Zhao Zhuzi pulled the floor up with a bang, then pulled out a hard drive from it, took it and went back behind Deng Li.

Fang Ming knew that this must be the process of the transaction that Tom photographed. Maybe the other party just wanted to ensure his own safety and not against himself, but since he found out, he couldn't keep it in the other party's hands.

Fang Ming and the others left, and the rest of Tom was stunned for a long time before slowly getting up.He has also encountered danger many times, but this time made him feel that the hairs on his whole body stood on end.

"Damn, damn Orientals!"

Tom was afraid for a while, but he also knew that Fang Ming and the others didn't want to embarrass themselves, otherwise the bag of money would not be left on the table now.

Looking at the bag of money, Tom suddenly felt better again. The painting that was sold to Fang Ming only cost 5000 U.S. dollars when he received it, but now it sold for 10 U.S. dollars. Wan, this time I made a lot of money.

It's just that he doesn't know the real situation. If he knows what he missed or what Fang Ming got from him, he probably wants to commit suicide.

"Fang Ming, what did you take this time?"

After leaving Tom's shop, Deng Li couldn't help asking.

It should be but shook his head and whispered: "This is not a place now, let's go back and talk about it."

Deng Li also knew that now was not the time to talk, so she suppressed her curiosity and nodded.

The four of them got into the car and headed to the hotel they booked. The car quickly disappeared into the night.

(End of this chapter)