God Level Golden Eye

Night fell.

The lights are brilliant.

Chen Ning stood at the door of the villa with a face full of spring breeze. He held a party tonight and invited many friends from the antique collectors circle to attend. One of the most important is Roy. This person is a very famous Chinese in the world. Cultural research expert, more importantly, he is an antique collector and antique dealer. He has opened more than ten antique shops all over the world, and the transaction amount exceeds 100 million U.S. dollars each year. It is very powerful. Then he met at the banquet yesterday. After a while, I simply invited over tonight. At the beginning, I was a little worried about the unwillingness of the other party. I did not expect it to be very approachable.

"See if I can get a chance tonight and buy two antiques from Roy."

Chen Ning thought quietly in his heart. Over the years, the house has been working hard and the company has grown bigger and bigger. The amount of money he has made is not clear. By chance, he fell in love with antiques. There are few, but there are a lot of antiques that can’t be bought with money. Many people prefer to hold the real good things in their hands. Now when you encounter a world-renowned antique dealer like Roy, you will naturally not let it go easily.

Chen Ning stood at the gate, the time was almost there, and people came one after another. As the host, he had to take a photo in person, chat for a few words, and then walk into the villa before returning to the gate of the villa to continue to welcome the next one. People.

"Curator Zhao!"

"Hello Hello!"

Chen Ning saw Zhao Weijun from a distance and walked happily. Although he is a well-known businessman, his status in the collection world is naturally far behind Zhao Weijun. The identity of the museum curator means that this must be a collection. The master of the world has contacted several times before, and the conversation was very pleasant. At this party tonight, he was just calling to try. Zhao Weijun did not expect to agree, but it was a bit unexpected to him when he saw people When he came, he naturally greeted him with enthusiasm. Tonight, he actually had a small request, or he hoped that Zhao Weijun would help.

"Dong Chen!"

"You are so kind!"

Zhao Weijun is the curator of the museum. He usually needs to meet up. These routines are very familiar. When he speaks, he has a smile on his face, which gives people a feeling of spring breeze and is very comfortable.

"Dong Chen."

"Come on, let me introduce to you!"

"These two are old friends I have known for many years."

"Zhu Deyuan."

"Xu Desheng."

"They are all Taishan Beidou-level figures in the collection world."

"It's mainly in Ninghua City now."

"Dong Chen, you like antiques. You can visit Ninghua City when you have the opportunity in the future."

Zhao Weijun pointed to Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng.

Zhu Deyuan?

Xu Desheng?

Chen Ning felt that these two names were familiar, and the response was very quick. He immediately remembered that he had read several collection appraisal books, which were written by Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng. At the same time, these two people are also heavyweights in the collection association. .

"Mr. Zhu!"

"Mr. Xu!"

"A warm welcome to you!"

"Pengxun is brilliant!"

"It's really brilliant!"

Chen Ning hurriedly walked up to Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng, shaking hands with the two people while talking. The arrival of Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng really made him sober. This is a real master in the collection industry. The status is equal. Zhao Weijun said High or low, this evening’s chance, with the participation of these two people, immediately improved by more than one level. Pengxun’s brilliance is not a joke, it can definitely be described like this.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng were naturally very polite. Everyone carried the sedan chair. They didn't know how much they deal with people like Chen Ning. They were naturally proficient. After a few words, the atmosphere was not good.

Song Yun stood behind Zhu Deyuan, Xu Desheng, and Zhao Weijun, watching these people chatting in front of them, and did not go forward to join in the fun and make a fortune. This kind of thing is his favorite.

While chatting with Zhao Weijun, Zhu Deyuan, and Xu Desheng, Chen Ning walked into the villa. After a glance at Song Yun, he stopped paying attention. He felt that this must be Zhu Deyuan and his younger generation. He brought them to the party. A familiar face.

Song Yun walked into the villa and looked around. The wealthy people are different. The villa is very large. The first floor visually exceeds 300 square meters. There is nothing to say about the decoration. It is absolutely magnificent. As a collector who likes to collect, it is everywhere. There are a lot of antiques on the shelves, of all kinds, from porcelain to bronze, almost all kinds of antiques can be seen.

Song Yun secretly shook his head.

Chen Ning must be very rich. It goes without saying, but one thing is very certain. It is definitely a mallet. The antiques on the shelves in the hall are all decent and look good. This is just superficial, and it can't stand it. From a deeper investigation, everything else is false except for one.

"Does it mean that the money of the rich is really so good?"

Song Yun shook his head straight. This was not the first time he had met someone like Chen Ning.

As a host tonight, Chen Ning had to greet everyone. After chatting with Zhao Weijun and others, he hurriedly walked out of the gate.

"Old Man Zhao, what is going on?"

"The quality of the antique sellers here is not very good!"

"This Chen Ning should be a rich person who likes to play antiques here? Why are all the antiques on the shelf tattered?!"

Zhu Deyuan casually picked up an antique on the shelf, took a look and put it down, there was no interest at all in the second look.

Zhao Weijun blushed, very helpless.

Zhu Deyuan said that the antique dealers in Tianding City slaughtered Chen Ning as a water fish, which is very immoral.

The antique industry is very water-rich, and pitfalls often happen, but if it is to catch a person desperately, it is absolutely very bad, especially for rich people like Chen Ning, in fact, they must be carefully taken care of. Only if he can buy real antiques can he continue to play. To put it bluntly, he should invest his money in the antique collection. With more people like this, the antique industry will prosper and ultimately affect everyone’s interests. The situation is very simple. Once Chen Ning finds out that all the antiques in his collection are fake, it is very likely that he will be annoyed and never buy antiques again, and the antique circle will lose a big gold owner, again and again. After too many things, no rich people will come to play antiques.

"Old Man Zhu!"

"This kind of thing has nothing to do with me!"

"Don't forget, I'm just the curator of a museum. Neither I nor anyone in my family has an antique shop. Chen Ning and I have only appraised two antiques for him and charged a small appraisal fee. ."

"The owner of other antique shops, I don't have that great ability to control it."

Although Zhao Weijun understands the truth here, it is useless.