What kind of messy and broken rules, even have to make an appointment?

"There is no appointment. ”

"I'm sorry you can't enter, and we're a membership-only here, and non-members can't enter. ”

Although the welcome lady had a full smile on her face, it was not difficult to see that there was still a trace of disdain in her eyes.

"I know your boss's phone number, I was introduced by an acquaintance. ”

"I'm sorry, if everyone says that there is a phone call from Mr. Chen, they have to quarrel to go in, then can we still do business?"

Obviously, there was already a trace of impatience in Miss Yingbin's tone, if Ye Xuanfeng had mind reading skills, she could find that she had actually been despising herself in her heart.

MD！

I couldn't help but curse secretly, but I was helpless.

Just about to leave, a group of people happened to come out of it, wearing suits and leather shoes, and they knew that their identities were extraordinary at a glance.

Seeing this, the smile on the welcome lady's face became even sweeter, and she immediately took the initiative to push open the glass door.

"Mr. Chen is good!"

It turns out that this bald monster with a shiny face is the so-called Mr. Chen.

Sure enough, this beer belly is the standard for rich people!

"Mr. Lin, you are leaving, if I find that calligraphy and painting, I will contact you as soon as possible!"

Mr. Chen nodded at another man in a tunic and bowed his head, it was obvious that Mr. Lin's status was higher.

"Well, then I'll trouble you with this matter, looking forward to your good news. ”

Mr. Lin nodded politely, and the assistant on the side hurriedly ran to open the car door.

Mr. Chen's smile was not put away until Mr. Lin's car drove away.

"Phew, this old man is deliberately provoking trouble, where can I go to find Wang Hui's paintings!"

Wang Hui, a famous landscape painter during the Qing Dynasty, as one of the four kings of the early Qing Dynasty, recently his paintings suddenly became popular again.

"Hello Chen, always!"

Ye Xuanfeng was not interested in his affairs with Mr. Lin, and just wanted to transfer his painting out quickly.

"Who are you?"

Chen Qiang was in a bad mood at the moment, and he didn't want to take care of it, plus the other party's dress was really ordinary, so he didn't take him seriously at all.

"I have a painting here..."

Without waiting for Ye Xuanfeng to finish speaking, Chen Qiang directly raised his hand impatiently.

"Little brother, look where this is. ”

After speaking, he pointed to the signboard above his head.

"Treasure Pavilion. ”

Ye Xuanfeng naturally knew where this was, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a trip.

"It turns out that you know the words, this is the Treasure Pavilion, not a place to collect the rags, collect all your rags, I don't have so much time to spend here with you. ”

After speaking, he didn't even look at it a second time, and just shook his face and left.

I'll go, so hanging??

Ye Xuanfeng was really shocked by his bullish attitude.

After all, it's just a bad man, where did he get such an inflated courage???

"Xiaoli, in the future, your eyes will be brighter, don't put any cats and dogs in it, don't lower the grade of the store. ”

Obviously, this was deliberately said to Ye Xuanfeng.

This guy may have been angry with Mr. Lin and found a sense of existence in himself.

"You heard this gentleman, don't be bored, and leave quickly. ”

There was a hint of schadenfreude in Xiaoli's tone.

With this attitude, this painting is really blind in the hands of such a person.

"Don't regret it. ”

Ye Xuanfeng sneered and left with the painting on his back.

There are no people here, there is a place to keep people, it is good to draw in hand, and I don't believe that it can't be sold!

This time, Ye Xuanfeng went to an antique shop in the west of the city, called Mingpinxuan, although he did not have the fame of the Treasure Pavilion, but it was said that the reputation of this shop was not bad, so he decided to try his luck in the past.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the store, I found that there was a clear difference between the two stores, the Treasure Pavilion was too profitable, and the Famous Pavilion was like a small corner hidden in the world, waiting for someone to find it.

Pushing open the wooden door, I touched the bell on the door, making a crisp sound.

The house is filled with smoke and the scent of rosewood is refreshing, making it easy to relax.

"Who?"

Before Ye Xuanfeng could take a closer look at the furnishings in the room, a vicissitudes of life sound came from inside the room, and it sounded like he was a little old.

"Hello, I have a painting here that I want to sell it for. ”

"Painting?"

The old man asked suspiciously, and Ye Xuanfeng realized that he was sitting at a walnut table and was quietly sipping tea.

Ye Xuanfeng put the painting on the table and opened it gently.

The old man went from drinking tea with a cup at the beginning, to putting down the cup, standing up with great interest, and carefully observing the painting.

If it weren't for the fact that Bodhi Fan was singing in his ears, Ye Xuanfeng would have thought that time had stopped at this moment.

"You are the young man introduced by Old Man Yan, right?"

I didn't expect this old man to know his identity, it seems that Yan Lao has already taken the lead in saying hello.

"Yes, I also ask the old gentleman for more advice. ”

"You don't have to be so polite, they all call me Lao Xu in this industry, and you can just call me that too. ”

"The young and the old are orderly, and there is a difference between respect and inferiority, then I will call you Xu Lao in the future. ”

A hint of appreciation flashed in Xu Lao's eyes, it seems that this young man is really as old Yan Lao said, he is a malleable talent.

"You can make a price for this painting. ”

"Compared to you, I'm just a layman, and the price is still up to you. ”

I had probably learned the value of this painting from Yan Lao's mouth before, and Ye Xuanfeng probably had a bottom in his heart.

Besides, the other party is an expert in this industry, if he bids without authorization, he will inevitably play a big knife in front of Lu Ban.

"This is Wang Hui's painting, his landscape painting is very hot recently, young man, this time you have found a treasure. ”

"Three hundred thousand, if you can, I can transfer money to you now. ”

This is only a ten-square-foot painting, and it is worth 300,000 yuan, which is far higher than Goldfinger's estimate.

But there is nothing strange about it, after all, the gold finger can only give an approximate value, and the specific situation depends on the market situation.

"No problem, 300,000 is 300,000. ”

Presumably, if this price can be given, half of it is also given to Yan Lao's face.

"The young man has a good eye, how many years have you been in this business?"

Xu Lao is also a gossip person, and for them, making a deal is equivalent to making a friend.

"Honestly, it wasn't long. ”

Ye Xuanfeng scratched his head a little embarrassed, this was not modest, but just telling the truth.

"Yes, at the beginning, it reached a height that no one else could reach in a lifetime. ”