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people around.

At this time, I didn't dare to interrupt, I just waited quietly, what would Old Master Zhuang say after reading Mu Han's words...

And at the same time.

In the lounge of the Convention and Exhibition Center, Mr. Guo is drinking a cup of tea.

At this time, Liao Shengkan hurried in: "Mr. Guo, Mr. Zhuang is here again."

"Is Lao Zhuang here?" Mr. Guo stopped drinking tea, and his expression became very unhappy: "Xiao Liao, did you notify Lao Zhuang?"

"No..." Liao Shengkan immediately said with a wry smile: "Don't get me wrong after that, I didn't inform Mr. Zhuang, he should have heard the news from other places and came here..."

After a little silence, he nodded and said, "If that's the case, come on."

He thought that Liao Shengkan shouldn't have done such a back-and-forth thing, and agreed to him that he would be the main one for this exhibition, and he shouldn't inform Mr. Zhuang again.

However, such a grand auction, and he also personally shot and wrote two words, in this situation, it is really hard to feel sad for Mr. Zhuang.

He should have heard the news from other sources and rushed over.

This situation is also impossible.

Mr. Guo is very unwilling to see this situation. It is obvious that other people may not be able to see the value of Mu Han's words, but Mr. Guo knows that Mr. Zhuang will definitely be able to see through.

In this case, the bidding may not be as easy as before.

Mr. Zhuang will definitely fight with him, and if the price is low, he will definitely not be able to get it.

but.

Old Guo is not short of money, and it is not difficult for him to keep the two father and son in his pocket.

but.

Like him, Mr. Zhuang is also a person who is not short of money. If the two people compete too fiercely with each other, then Mr. Guo can't imagine what price these two words will be fired for...

Mr. Guo was thinking while drinking tea slowly.

After thinking for a while, he felt that he should have a heart-to-heart talk with Mr. Zhuang.

Because he thought of one thing, at least he still has some understanding of Mu Han's two calligraphy.

But Mr. Zhuang didn't know anything. Under such circumstances, if Mr. Zhuang regarded these two figures as absolute copies, he would definitely get them at any cost.

In this way, it really became a fight to the death.

He felt that he should talk to Mr. Zhuang. These two paintings are not the only ones. The writers can create new works at any time. Therefore, the two of them don't have to fight to the death.

Originally, Mr. Guo had already made up his mind to keep these two pictures, but now that Mr. Zhuang came, he was thinking about a problem, so he would make some concessions, and each person would take one picture. Income, no need to fight to the death.

but.

Mr. Guo also has his own bottom line in his heart. Among the two pictures, he wants to get which one... he has traveled three thousand miles with one body, and blocked a million divisions with one sword!

He won't budge on that.

If after negotiation, Mr. Zhuang is willing to make a concession, the other one...'The night is dark and the moonflower dances alone, and the belly is full of poetry and calligraphy' will be given to Mr. Zhuang.

If the dealer still refuses to agree, then Mr. Guo will have a steel fight with him, and the one with the highest price will get...

Thinking about these in my heart.

Mr. Guo finished drinking the tea in his cup, walked out of the lounge, went to the exhibition center to find Mr. Zhuang, and had a talk with him...

And at this time, Mr. Zhuang, looking at what Mu Han did, that picture of "the night without a bright moon flower dancing alone, with poetry and calligraphy in his belly", he couldn't take his eyes off for a long time.

Chapter 355: Guo Lao's thoughts

time flies……

One minute, two minutes, three minutes.

When Mr. Guo arrived, Mr. Zhuang was still immersed in the first painting when he was beside Mr. Zhuang. Up to now, he is still petrified.

But the surrounding crowd was a commotion.

"Mr. Guo, come here..."

"Mr. Guo, come here..."

But it didn't, and woke up Mr. Zhuang.

Guo Lao didn't speak when he came to Mr. Guo's side, he just looked at Mr. Zhuang and Mu Han's painting in a daze.

He saw that Mr. Zhuang was still looking at Mu Han's painting, which was much inferior in comparison, and he didn't bother with it just like this.

He also understands this situation very well, and empathizes with him, thinking that it was the same when he saw Mu Han's painting for the first time.

Another minute passed by.

About another 5 minutes later.

"call."

Mr. Zhuang let out a long breath before breaking out of his petrified state.

Muttering in his mouth: "It's incredible, it's incredible..."