Therefore, Zhang Daqian is also known as the first master of counterfeiting in the art world.

In just one minute, Jin Feng finished looking at the painting and said softly: "Sure enough, it's him." ”

This sentence made Gao Hongge, Dai Fuchun and the richest man in the tiger a little confused.

But looking at Jin Feng's young age, he could see what was going on.

Obvious pretending!

Jin Feng spoke lightly: "Mr. Gao wants to sell this painting?"

Gao Hongge was stunned for a moment, blinked, and said softly: "Yes." This gentleman ......"

Jin Feng lightly reported his surname and asked casually, "How much does Mr. Gao want for this painting?"

When these words came out, Dai Fuchun shouted with a calm face: "Mr. Jin, what does this mean?"

"Breaking the rules?"

Jin Feng smiled shallowly at the corner of his mouth, said that he didn't dare, made a gesture of asking for words, and stepped aside.

"Just ask, you talk first. ”

"I still understand the first-come, first-served rule. ”

Dai Fuchun was a little embarrassed now. looked at the old monk next to him who was the richest man in the tiger, then looked at Jin Feng, and finally said in a deep voice: "Red Pavilion." You say a minimum price. I'll tell you about it again. ”

"If it's right, it's done. ”

Gao Hongge's expression was very resolute, and he said quietly: "Twenty million." A little bit. ”

Dai Fuchun ran out of options, bent down and whispered to the richest man in the tiger: "Mr. Tiger, look ......"

The richest man in the tiger slowly opened his eyes and said lightly: "One price, three million." ”

The difference between 3 million and 20 million is too big.

Gao Hongge shook his head categorically and said softly, "Mr. Tiger is sorry. I can't accept this price. The father's company needed at least twenty million to settle the accounts. This is my father's last wish. ”

The richest man in the tiger said lightly: "Then you can't talk about it." Go first. ”

shook hands with the man in Gao Hongge, and the richest man left without the slightest hesitation.

Obviously, the richest man in the tiger was a little uncomfortable, and said lightly to the secretary: "In the future, don't let me come over for paintings less than 100 million." ”

"Shame on you. ”

Sure enough, he is the richest man in the tiger, and he talks about 100 million anytime and anywhere. Even if you don't become the richest man, that 100 million is just a small goal.

When he said this, the richest man in the tiger didn't even take a straight look at Jin Feng.

The secretary followed behind the richest man in the tiger, nodding his head incessantly, his face full of fear.

When the richest man walked to the door, he only heard Jin Feng speak.

"Since Mr. Tiger doesn't accept this painting, according to the rules, now I can talk to Mr. Gao about this painting. ”

Seeing that the business was not successful, Dai Fuchun couldn't help but have a dark face, and he was very angry. But there was nothing to be done.

After all, Jin Feng still talked about the rules.

Hearing Jin Feng speak, Dai Fuchun sneered angrily and said.

"The Red Pavilion costs 20 million, and it will not be sold for any less. Can you afford it?"

Jin Feng's expression was flat and calm, and he said lightly.

"Twenty million, I want it. ”

As soon as these words came out, the richest man in the tiger suddenly froze.

Dai Fuchun was choked up all of a sudden, and stood on the spot.

And the owner of the painting, Gao Hongge, was also shocked.

The young man only looked at it for a minute, and he was about to buy the painting.

And there is no counteroffer, which is very surprising.

"You, did you really buy this painting?"

Facing Gao Hongge's questioning, the corners of Jin Feng's mouth curled and nodded slightly.

Gao Hongge was taken aback again, and said softly, "Mr. Jin." Are you sure?"

"I ...... I'm asking for a cash check. Cash in time. ”

Jin Feng said lightly: "I don't have a ...... for the cash check."

Hearing this, Gao Hongge's face sank, and Dai Fuchun couldn't help but sneer.

However, Jin Feng said softly: "When I buy things, I always sign a contract and transfer money directly." ”

Dai Fuchun's sneer suddenly condensed on his face and twitched fiercely.

Gao Hongge was a little dizzy, his hands couldn't help shaking, and he asked Jin Feng again: "Mr. Jin." Are you sure?"

Jin Feng smiled: "You are busy, I am also busy." Since everyone is busy, let's trade right away. ”

Hearing this, Gao Hongge didn't believe his ears at all, he was stunned for several seconds, his breathing began to become short, and he couldn't stop nodding.

And Dai Fuchun on the side stood on the spot.

Even the richest man in the tiger outside the pavilion turned around.

20 million is not much for the richest man in the tiger, but the richest man in the tiger has a little interest in this young man.

I looked at the painting for a minute, and when it was over, I didn't even talk about the price, so I had to pay for it directly.

This kind of courage is very rare among the younger generation.

However, next, Jin Feng took out two contracts from his bag, filled them out at random, signed his name, and handed them to Gao Hongge.

It seems that this little guy who buys paintings is more anxious than those who sell paintings.

It's kind of interesting.

At this time, the former richest man in the tiger showed a smile and became even more curious about Jin Feng.

Gao Hongge was also quite surprised, and took the contract carefully several times, but did not find any problems.

At this time, his phone rang, and the company's finance reported to him that 20 million funds had been transferred to the corporate account.

At this time, Gao Hongge no longer had any worries, and immediately picked up the pen and signed his name.

The lightning-fast completion of this huge transaction of 20 million really surprised the people next to him.

Gao Hongge was very excited, his brain was a little dizzy, and he still couldn't believe that his painting had been sold like this.

I was even more grateful to Jin Feng, holding Jin Feng's hand tightly and shaking it uncontrollably, and thanked him heavily.

Jin Feng smiled lightly and said softly, "It should be me who should say thank you." ”

"Let me buy the real Tang Bohu's real handiwork. Thank you so much. ”

These words made Gao Hongge a little puzzled, and even he didn't believe that this was Tang Bohu's true handiwork.

How can there be Tang Bohu's true works now?

Gao Hongge smiled and said softly: "Whether it's true or not, I want to congratulate you, and thank you even more." ”

Dai Fuchun on the side coughed twice, smiled, and said softly: "Congratulations, Red Pavilion, you finally sold this painting......"

"What's that......"

Gao Hongge was stunned, nodded and said, "Thank you Uncle Dai for always helping me, I will transfer the commission to you tomorrow." ”

Dai Fuchun said with a smile: "So how embarrassing." That's so kind......"

"I ......"

At this time, Jin Feng interjected coldly: "What's the matter?

Dai Fuchun was interrupted by Jin Feng, tilted his head and said coldly at Jin Feng: "Whose commission do I take, what does it have to do with you?"

Jin Feng said indifferently: "When I was about to buy this painting just now, Mr. Dai told me the rules. I listened. ”

"Now I'll tell Teacher Dai the rules, how can Teacher Dai ...... Don't you listen to it?"

"At the end of the day, it's about the money. ”

"Am I right?"

Dai Fuchun's face changed suddenly, and he said in a deep voice: "Joke." I'm a member of the Fuchun Calligraphy and Painting Association, so I care about money?"

"Red Pavilion's father and I were good friends, and when Red Pavilion wanted to sell this painting, I helped him contact many famous collectors. Follow the rules...... The money I collect is fair and peaceful. ”

Jin Feng said in a manic voice: "May I ask Teacher Dai, do I know you?"

Dai Fuchun was stunned, and said with a sneer: "What do I know you for?"

Jin Feng blew his eyelids and said, "Since the two of us don't know each other, then, why do you want Mr. Gao's tap?"

"The rules of the industry, you don't want it?"

"Or are you bullying Mr. Gao as a layman and trying to blackmail other people's money. ”

As soon as these words came out, Dai Fuchun changed color, his face was red and white, pointing at Jin Feng, you, you, you, but the words behind him couldn't be said.

Jin Feng is right, this painting was bought by Jin Feng, and he did not go through Dai Fuchun, a middleman, so according to the rules of the industry, Gao Hongge does not need to give Dai Fuchun a penny of commission at all.

Even if you Dai Fuchun broke his leg in front of him, and Jin Feng bought this painting in the end, you Dai Fuchun would not be able to get half of the commission.

The richest man outside the pavilion had walked back unconsciously, looking at Jin Feng curiously.

I have been the richest man in China for many years, and I have seen a lot of big leaders and foreign dignitaries.

There are even more young talents who have seen it.

The young man in front of him felt quite surprised by himself.

Jin Feng said calmly: "Mr. Gao, you don't have to pay him this commission. Go back to your father's wish. ”

Hearing Jin Feng say that he didn't need to give Dai Fuchun a commission, Gao Hongge was also overjoyed, the money from selling paintings was just enough to fill the vacancy in the company, and if he really wanted to give Dai Fuchun a commission, he would have to find an extra two million to fill the hole.

With infinite gratitude to Jin Feng, Gao Hongge was about to leave immediately.

Dai Fuchun was angry.

I worked hard for more than three months, contacted many big collectors, and tried my best to facilitate this transaction, but the figure was not the 10% commission.

Who knew that in the end, it was a bamboo basket that was empty.

How can I stand this, and I hate Jin Feng in front of me even more.

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