Zou Yonghui said unconvinced: "Chairman Huang, you are just speculating, and you can't say that my painting is a fake on this basis. I still say the same thing: this painting is left by my ancestors, and it is a gift from the emperor, and it cannot be a fake. If Chairman Huang doesn't want to buy it, I can find another buyer who knows the goods. ”

Huang Jianxiang hurriedly said: "Mr. Zou, didn't Mr. Tang say that your painting is half-true and half-false, but in any case, the inscriptions and inscriptions of the imperial pen of Song Huizong on it are all true. For that alone, the painting is valuable. For example, the "Listening to the Qin" I just mentioned, although there is a unified understanding in the industry that this painting was ghostwritten by the imperial painter of Xuanhe Academy, but because of its high artistic level, and the inscriptions and poems are all genuine works of Song Huizong, it has also become a rare national treasure, and is now treasured in the Palace Museum. Although your painting is slightly inferior to "Listening to the Qin" in terms of artistic standards, it is also collectible, and we can discuss the price. ”

Zou Yonghui shook his head and said: "Chairman Huang, with all due respect: if this painting is really as you said, it was ghostwritten by the imperial painter of Song Huizong, then it is still a fake, and I can't negotiate with you about it." If we want to talk, we will negotiate the price of Song Huizong's genuine paintings, otherwise I will go to another buyer. ”

Tang Xin couldn't help but say: "Mr. Zou, if you want to find another buyer, I'm afraid it's not easy! According to the information left on this painting, you have asked three calligraphy and painting experts to do your appraisal in the past six months, but these experts have unanimously determined that this painting is a fake. In addition, it was also during this six months that you found two antique shops and three antique painting collectors and wanted to sell paintings to them. However, these antique shop owners and collectors think that your painting is a fake, and they don't want to negotiate the price with you, right?"

Zou Yonghui stared at Tang Xin with the surprised gaze of seeing a living ghost in broad daylight, and stammered, "Are you...... How do you know this...... Is it so detailed? Isn't it pie...... Someone followed me?"

Tang Xin smiled and said: "Mr. Zou, I don't know you, why are I following you? I have just said: I have seen all this information from your paintings, not from tracking or investigating you." If you don't believe me, I can tell you a little top-secret information about yourself, which I also saw from this painting, would you like to hear it?"

Zou Yonghui said suspiciously: "How is this possible? Tell me: What top-secret information do I have?"

"When you go out to Chairman Huang's side, tell your lover: If Chairman Huang also thinks that this painting is a fake, then it may really be a fake. If Chairman Huang doesn't want it, he can only sell it to Boss Zheng of 'Hanmo Pavilion' at a price of one million yuan, which is better than being worthless at home. You said that to your lover in the bedroom, so I won't overhear it!"

Zou Yonghui was completely stunned at this time, looked at Tang Xin in a daze, and suddenly sighed and said, "Mr. Tang has such a magic skill, Zou can't deny it if he wants to." That's right, almost all experts and shopkeepers think that this painting is a fake, and no one wants to negotiate the price with me, only Boss Zheng of Hanmo Pavilion is willing to buy this painting for a million fakes, which still gives me a lot of face. However, I always thought that this painting was a gift from the emperor and should not be fake, so I pinned my hopes on Chairman Huang. Now, with Mr. Tang's guidance, I know the reason. In this case, please ask Chairman Huang to make a price, and if I can accept it, I will sell the painting to you. ”

Huang Jianxiang thought for a while, spread the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and asked, "How about this price?"

Zou Yonghui's face changed suddenly, and he said a little angrily: "Chairman Huang, your offer is too low! Anyway, this painting is also the title of Song Huizong's own inscription, not to mention the content of the painting, the poem and the emperor's seal alone are more than 800,000 yuan! What's more, Boss Zheng of Hanmo Pavilion has paid one million yuan, and your price is lower than his, how can I accept it? This is not sincere at all!"

Huang Jianxiang laughed and said, "Mr. Zou, you misunderstood. Although my finger represents 'eight', it is not 800,000, but 8 million, which is eight times the price offered by Boss Zheng, are you still not satisfied?"

Zou Yonghui was stunned for a moment, with an ecstatic expression on his face, and asked in disbelief: "Eight million, aren't you kidding?"

"Certainly not kidding. As you said, although the content of this painting is not the imperial pen of Song Huizong, the inscription poem and seal painting on it are the authentic handiwork of Song Huizong, which is very precious. Moreover, the painting itself is also relatively exquisite, quite the charm of Song Huizong's paintings, which is enough to confuse the truth, and the price of eight million is still very suitable. ”

Zou Yonghui was so happy that he danced and said again and again: "Okay, okay, thank you Chairman Huang, then we will make up our minds." ”

After Zou Yonghui left satisfied, Huang Jianli pulled Huang Jianxiang into the study and asked quietly: "Brother, do you want to give this painting to the big guy surnamed Liang in the capital? Since he likes Song Huizong's paintings, he must have a certain ability to discriminate, and he will definitely find a calligraphy and painting appraisal expert to look at this painting." What if they think the painting is fake?"

Huang Jianxiang said: "It's okay. Liang Gongzi told me that if you really can't find the genuine paintings of Song Huizong, you can find his thin gold calligraphy works, and his father likes it the same. Like this painting, the inscription poem on it is the original thin gold body of Song Huizong, which is extremely precious.

"In addition, when I send the painting, I will tell him the truth and tell him that this painting was made by the imperial painter of Song Huizong, but the seal, the inscription of the poem, and the painting are all the imperial pen and seal of Song Huizong. Liang Lao knew many calligraphy and painting experts in the capital, and those people would definitely be able to identify the authentic works of Song Huizong, just like the "Listening to the Qin" in the Palace Museum. In this way, Liang Lao has obtained a work comparable to "Listening to the Qin", and he will definitely be satisfied. ”

Speaking of this, he paused, and suddenly asked Huang Jianjian: "Jianjian, Mr. Tang has helped me so much today, how should I thank him? If I give the thank you fee directly, it seems a little too cheesy." Why don't I ask him to give him one of my paintings?"

Huang Jianli shook his hand and said: "Brother, there is no need for this, I know Mr. Tang's character better, if you send him money or paintings directly, he will definitely refuse." In this way, he and I have partnered to open a shop, you can use your influence in the painting and calligraphy industry to promote our new store, you can also bring some customers to do business, and you can also introduce us to the purchase channels of calligraphy and painting. In this way, it is much better than sending money and goods directly, and it can also avoid embarrassment. ”

Huang Jianxiang agreed: "Okay, this is a trivial matter. When your new store opens, I'll bring some friends to the show. Some of these friends are artists, some are collectors of paintings and calligraphy, and some are owners of shops, which will be good for your shop. ”