I won the Shenhao Jackpot

“Big, new, the decoration must have grade, and then the lot can’t be bad.” Shen Hao thought about it and said.

“Hmm… I’ll take a look – there is, there is a set of elevator apartment in Longhu County, 120 square meters, finely decorated, originally a marriage room, and then the newlyweds broke up, and before they were invited to the Civil Affairs Bureau, they went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to pull the divorce certificate, and then hung the house to our company for sale. The house has not been lived in, and it is very cost-effective, only 2 million. ”

“2 million?” Shen Hao frowned.

“Old classmate, in terms of price, the landlord said that he could still talk.” Wang Juan said quickly. “If you sincerely want to buy it, you say a price, and I’ll talk to the landlord.” What do you think? ”

Shen Hao didn’t think the house was expensive, but – cheap.

‘Lying groove, as soon as people have money, they feel that everything is too cheap to say, too cheap to see… , I’m inflated! ’

“Oh no, old classmate, I mean, are there any slightly more expensive houses?” Shen Hao frowned.

“Huh?” Wang Juan was stunned.

She has been working here for two years, I don’t know how many customers she has received, to be honest, this is the first time I have met someone who thinks that the house is not expensive enough…

Wang Juan’s professionalism is still good. “Hmm… I’ll show you again, by the way, Nanhu County has a set, 135 square meters, 3 million. ”

Shen Hao shook his head.

‘Yo, 3 million is too cheap? It’s hilarious! Could it be that I heard that I work here, so I pretended to come to see the house, but I actually wanted to provoke me? Isn’t this man stupid! ’

Wang Juan’s face was a little ugly. “So be it, old student, if you have any requirements and ideas, just say it.”

“Is there a villa with home appliances that are well decorated and screwed to stay in? I want to buy two sets. Shen Hao told the truth.

“Villa? Two sets? At this time, Wang Juan had already decided that she had come to talk to her.

This year, are there still local tycoons who buy two villas at once? To be honest, if you are really a local tycoon, not poor money, why buy a second-hand house? Go straight to the new house!

In Wang Juan’s company, there are several sets of second-hand villas, but the key is not in the store, she is afraid to put forward requirements such as viewing the house, when the time comes, he will not buy it, isn’t this a waste of time?

“That… Shen Hao, if you want to buy a villa, you can go to the New Century Real Estate Company next to it and take a look, I heard that they have a lot of villa listings. Wang Juan said strangely.

Shen Hao could hear the sarcasm in her voice, and at that moment, he stood up, “Okay, old student, thank you.” I’ll take a look at the store next door. ”

Smiled and left the wooden house property and went to the New Century Real Estate Company next to it.

20 minutes later…

Wang Juan saw Shen Hao come out of the New Century Real Estate Company.

A young girl nodded and walked out with a smile, as if she wanted to sleep with her on the spot, “Sir, you go slowly, don’t worry, I will handle it properly for you, and I won’t let you worry.” And also… If you have any requirements, no matter what the request, Sir, you can call me. Call me anytime, I’m available 24 hours, including at night…”

Saying that, he also smiled at Shen Haomei.

Shen Hao didn’t pay much attention to her and went straight away.

“What’s going on?” Wang Juan was curious and hurriedly ran out and walked to the young girl. “Xiaomei, that person bought a house in your hands?”

“yes! Sister Juan! Local tyrants! Directly bought two sets of finely decorated single-family villas with home appliances, lakeside, nearly 60 million house money, he didn’t say a word, swiped the card to pay half of the deposit, and his eyes didn’t blink! The young girl looked excited. This kind of man can not only handsome to death, but also smash people to death with money… Oh, my God! If he can ask me out, all of my eighteen martial arts will be used on him!” He can’t do without me! ”

“By the way, Sister Juan, he said that you introduced him, really thank you so much, invite you to dinner at night, this time, I can commission hundreds of thousands!”

Poof——!!!!

A mouthful of old blood spurted out of Wang Juan’s heart.

Then, like crazy, he chased after Shen Hao.

……

At the same time.

Mo Qing’s family.

In the living room.

Father Mo seemed to be a student who had made a mistake, and he sat on the sofa with an extremely embarrassed expression.

Mo Qing sat next to him, his expression was also helpless. For her family situation, more than 10 million in compensation is enough to make her bankrupt.

On a group of sofas opposite, two men sat down.

One of them, a middle-aged man with a big back, with Erlang’s legs upturned, commanding, and the boss was full of style.

The other is an old man in Tang costume with sharp eyes.

“Haha, Old Mo, look, I invited our city’s most famous master of calligraphy and painting, Elder Peng, to let him be an old man, and then personally give me palm eyes!” Hahaha! “That middle-aged man with a big back, laughing heartily.” Although I have found many experts to identify Zhang Daqian’s painting and unanimously believe that it is genuine, but let Peng Laofa take a look at it, then I will be more grounded. ”

“Come on, Boss Zhuo, I still don’t know who you are?” The old man in Tang pretended to laugh. “The painting must be real, otherwise you wouldn’t have called me.” You asked me to accompany you here, nothing more than to show off and show off in front of me. Well, Zhang Daqian’s painting, that’s excellent, national treasure level, priceless, go, let’s see. ”

“Old Mo, what about painting?” The big back “Boss Zhuo” had a monkeyly expression on his face.

“This… This… In the study, come with me. Father Mo was about to cry.

Mo Qing hurriedly patted his old father’s shoulder, signaling him not to get too excited.

At that moment, Mo Qing, Mo’s father, father and daughter, led Boss Zhuo and Elder Peng to the study.

“Old Mo !!!!” Boss Zhuo held the Zhang Daqian’s true work “Peach Sacrifice for Life” on the desk, his whole body trembled, his five insides burned, he wanted to cry without tears, and he was full of grief and indignation.

I saw that in the middle of the painting, there was a fist-sized hole.

“Boss Zhuo, really… I’m really sorry, blame me, blame me. Father Mo sighed.

“Isn’t that a waste of things?” Peng Lao was filled with indignation, but also trembled with anger, he loved painting all his life, at this time, seeing a real work that can be called a national treasure, destroyed like this, it was also heartbroken, almost vomiting blood. “Ruined, useless, this painting is worthless.” Hey, it’s such a waste of things, how can this be? This is the same as killing and setting fire, the sin is unforgivable! ”

“Two.” Mo Qing looked apologetic. “It’s my dad who didn’t keep the painting, and now it’s useless to say sorry.” The matter has come to this, let’s talk and discuss, let’s see how to make a compensation, okay? ”

“Lose! Repay! Repay! How to pay? Zhang Daqian’s paintings, circulating, how many? You can’t buy it with money! Art value, collection value, appreciation space – how to pay? Lose a fart! Boss Zhuo beat his chest.

Mo Qing was choked and unable to speak.

Father Mo was sweating profusely.

Right now!

Inadvertently, Na Peng Lao saw a painting on the desk that was placed at random. That was what Shen Hao painted yesterday and handed over to Mo Qing.

“Wait!!!!”

Suddenly, Elder Peng screamed, and the whole person was like being struck by lightning!

Next, with a trembling hand, he quickly took out a pair of old glasses and a pair of white gloves from his arms.

Peng Lao put on glasses and gloves, bent down, and gently unfolded the scroll.

His movements are very, very gentle, as if he is taking off the pants of his first love.

“Elder Peng—” Boss Zhuo shouted.

“Shhh——!” Elder Peng made a silent gesture and whispered. “Hold your breath! Shut up! Speak loudly, that is, blasphemy, shut up! Be quiet! ”

…………

At this time, Elder Peng seemed to have completely indulged in that painting.

The expression on his face, sometimes surprised, sometimes demented, sometimes melancholy… It’s a bit crazy.

Father Mo, Mo Qing, and Boss Zhuo were all a little confused.

“What kind of painting is this?”

Boss Zhuo and Father Mo couldn’t help but come up and take a look.

“It’s Tang Yin? Unlikely, right? Boss Zhuo was stunned, and then looked questioning.

Boss Zhuo is keen to collect ancient calligraphy and paintings, and he knows very well that the authentic works of Tang Bohu circulating on the market are very, very rare, and can be said to be rare.

“This! This painting skill, amazing! “Father Mo, as a very famous painter in the city, still has some artistic achievements in calligraphy and painting, at this time, as soon as he saw the painting, Father Mo felt a little shocked, and his mind gradually subtly became attracted by the painting.

However, Father Mo was not sure whether the painting was genuine or a fake.

It was quiet in the study.

A full 20 minutes later…

“The real thing! The real work of Tang Bohu! Finally, Elder Peng raised his head, excited like a child, with an expression full of unfinished expression on his face, “Confirm correctly, this is the true work of Tang Bohu!” ”

“Elder Peng…” Boss Zhuo frowned. It’s a good painting, but… Are you thinking again? There is no seal on the painting, and there is no collection seal… Elder Peng, I brought a portable microscope, can you take a look again? ”

“No need to look.” Elder Peng waved his hand. “This is the real thing, I can vouch for it with my head!”

After a pause, Elder Peng said with a smile. “You don’t understand the line of identifying ancient calligraphy and painting.”

“That is.” Boss Zhuo nodded. “Elder Peng, you are highly respected in this industry.”

“Let me tell you so, where is the essence of ancient calligraphy and painting? It’s not eyesight, it’s not experience, it’s not knowledge. Rather—talent, feelings. ”

“Feeling? This thing is a bit ethereal. “Boss Zhuo is confused.

Elder Peng gushed endlessly. “I debuted at the age of 18 and have been in this industry for most of my life, and I have never been eye-catching. People in the industry say that I was born to eat this bowl of rice. You think, how much experience can I have when I debut at a young age? I rely on talent, feeling! ”

“The real work, in fact, does not need to be deliberately identified, as long as I stand in front of it, I can feel a sense of tranquility, and only the real work can make people indulge in it and can’t extricate themselves.” Elder Peng shook his head and said. “This painting is the real work of Tang Bohu, the sense of age of the paper, as well as the painting skills, painting style, I will not talk about it, this painting, I can enjoy it for three days and three nights without sleep, do you believe it or not?”

Elder Peng’s words, Father Mo and Boss Zhuo understood.

In short, the real works of ancient calligraphy and painting can calm people’s hearts, and the more you look at it, the more comfortable it is, anyway, you can’t get tired of it.

“Old Mo, I really didn’t expect it, you still have such a good thing in your collection! O national treasure! Boss Zhuo had completely believed Elder Peng’s words. After all, people are professionals, the Taishan Beidou of this line.

As he spoke, Boss Zhuo’s gaze also flickered non-stop, revealing the businessman’s sly expression.

“Old Mo, you wait, I’ll discuss a few words with Elder Peng.” Boss Zhuo pulled Peng Lao aside and whispered.

“Xiaoqing, what’s going on with this painting? Tang Bohu’s true deeds! Priceless! Father Mo asked in a trembling voice. Where did you get it? ”

“It was given to me by Shen Hao.” Mo Qing was also shocked.

Last night, Shen Hao very casually put the painting in an ordinary black plastic bag and stuffed it to her.

She didn’t take it seriously at all.

Now it seems that this painting is really not simple!

“Dad, what Shen Hao means is to let you use this painting to make up for the loss of the sheep and pay for that painting of Zhang Daqian.” Mo Qing told the truth.

“This… This… This is too precious! Father Mo trembled with excitement, “Xiao Qing, what is the origin of Xiao Hao?” This painting is not something that ordinary people can have! ”

“He has a lot of things to hide.” Mo Qing muttered. “I can’t guess him.”

At this time, Boss Zhuo and Elder Peng came over.

“Ahem…” Boss Zhuo coughed dryly. Old Mo, since my painting of Zhang Daqian is already broken, I will not pursue it for the sake of our friendship for many years. But what… This true work of Tang Bohu, you have to cut your love and give it to me, can you see? ”

Elder Peng said seriously. “Old Mo, let me make a notary. You destroyed Boss Zhuo’s painting, this has to be compensated, it is justified, just use this Tang Bohu’s true work to compensate! However, you can’t take advantage of you, that Zhang Daqian’s painting, flowing to the market, can be worth at least 15 million. Your genuine painting of Tang Bohu is estimated to be 2~30 million yuan. But your painting does not have a seal and a collection seal, there is some discount, let’s compromise, Boss Zhuo will give you another 8 million, the painting belongs to him, how do you see? ”

“This… I can’t be the Lord…” Father Mo looked at Mo Qing.

“Dad, you let them wait, I’ll call Shen Hao immediately.” Mo Qing took out his mobile phone, walked out of the study, walked to the balcony, and dialed Shen Hao’s mobile phone number.

“Sister, missed me?” Shen Hao picked up the phone and said with a grin.

“Shen Hao, don’t be poor.” Mo Qing smiled. “Yes, I kind of missed you. But calling you, it’s serious, what happened to the painting you gave me yesterday? ”

“Sister, didn’t I say that if you let your uncle give the painting to that boss, you should pay him for his painting.” Shen Hao said lightly.

“But… Your painting is the real work of Tang Bohu! Are you really willing to give it to me? ”

“What is reluctant to give! Sister, tell you quietly, I drew it myself. Shen Hao said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

“No kidding, you think I’m a three-year-old girl, you drew it?” Mo Qing was happy.

“It’s really my painting, if you like it, I’ll paint you a few more another day.”