"Ten million, my mother!" Mr. Li next to him suddenly exclaimed.

Ten years ago, I bought a painting for 600 yuan, but it was worth 10 million? Mr. Li's face turned red all of a swoop.

Lu Youshan was also stunned, and muttered to himself, "Won't it?"

At this time, that Master Fang nodded thoughtfully and said with a smile: "Of course, this price is only the current market, if you can find a suitable buyer, it will only be a lot more." ”

"More than 10 million?" Lu Youshan even straightened his eyes this time.

Lu Menglin looked at his father's expression on the side, and secretly thought it was funny.

With the current financial situation of the Lu family, a mere 10 million is really nothing, and my father showed such an exaggerated expression, as for it?

"Mr. Lu, I suggest that you entrust this "Spring Residence in Toyama" to our auction house, and we will find a buyer for you, or organize a special auction with powerful buyers. Master Fang said with a heartfelt voice.

"Entrusted to you?" Lu Youshan suddenly showed a suspicious look in his eyes and asked.

Master Fang smiled slightly and said, "You don't have to worry, this painting can still be placed in your hand." Of course, if you are not at ease, you can also hand it over to our auction house for safekeeping, but you need to charge a storage fee.

If you are willing to entrust us to auction this work, we can sign a formal consignment contract, and I will issue an appraisal certificate for this work, and then the auction house will charge 10% of the auction price as a commission after the auction is completed, everything is legal and reasonable. ”

It sounds very reliable, this Master Fang did not mean to take away this ancient painting, but only explained the matter of consignment auction, and the commission was also very reasonable.

At this time, Mr. Li on the side also nodded again and again: "Mr. Lu, you can make a lot of money this time! Once this work is auctioned, at least you will earn 8 million, which is a great thing!"

The Master Fang smiled and said, "Yes, our auction house has a history of more than 100 years on Hong Kong Island, and the reputation has always been very good. You can choose to consign this painting to our auction house for a certain amount of security. You can also wait for the auction time and then take the painting to Hong Kong Island to participate. ”

Both of them felt that Lu Youshan would definitely sell the painting, because he really didn't look like a person who liked to appreciate calligraphy and painting.

Lu Youshan thought for a while, and suddenly said with a smile: "Menglin, you said that if you put my painting in your company office, will it be very foreign?"

Lu Menglin laughed and said, "It's okay! Actually, I don't know how to appreciate this." I rarely go there, and Wang Shaoxiao is using that office. ”

Hearing the conversation between the father and son, it seems that they don't want to sell this "Fuchun Mountain Residence Map", but want to use this painting as an ornament, this idea is simply unbelievable in the eyes of Master Fang and Mr. Li.

"Mr. Lu, why are you so confused? You sold this painting for 10 million, and used the money to support your son's career, isn't it more useful than hanging the painting on the wall?" Mr. Li asked angrily.

"Yes, this authentic work should be collected by a big collector in order to reflect its artistic value, you hang it in the office, it is simply a tyrannical thing!" Master Fang also had a sad expression, and he was very angry.

Lu Youshan waved his hand firmly and unwaveringly, and smiled

Said: "You don't know, my son is rich, he doesn't lack this 10 million! And this is a good thing that his son got from him, give it to him as a souvenir, we are also foreign, learn from other people's vassal elegance, I think it's good!"

Father Lu's words were simple and direct, and they were very sincere.

Su Xuechen listened to these words, and only felt that the words were full of love from a father to his son.

In terms of earning money and career, Lu Youshan may not be as good as his son in this life, but he just wants to leave his best and most valuable things to his son.

Lu Youshan's words can make Mr. Li and Master Fang directly listen to stupidity!

Why doesn't this person play his cards according to common sense? Dare to love that there is a mine at home!

Ordinary people know that the calligraphy and paintings in their hands are valuable, how can they not want to quickly realize them? Only with greed can they have room for the interests of these people, and if they are all like Lu Youshan, if they want to leave the calligraphy and paintings to their sons, they will all have to drink the northwest wind.

Mr. Li and Master Fang glanced at each other, and the latter's eyes rolled twice, and he suddenly frowned and said, "Nonsense!

As soon as this remark came out, and the tone was so unkind, Lu Youshan was taken aback, and he looked at the other party with a suspicious face.

He probably didn't expect this master to dare to shout so much in his own home, what is this for? What is the situation?

At this time, that Master Fang pretended to be profound, shook his head mysteriously, and sighed in the most honest tone: "Mr. Lu, you are confused!"

"Why am I confused?" Lu Youshan asked in amazement.

"Think about it! You give such a precious calligraphy and painting to your son, and you have to put it in his office, this is the bane! As the saying goes, wealth is not exposed, and you set yourself on fire, and you put such a large fortune in your son's office in a grand manner, isn't this a clear display to attract people to covet it?"

"Besides, how old is your son? As the old saying goes, there is a lot of virtue! How can he afford such a large fortune at such a young age? You are not spoiling him, but harming him!"

This Master Fang had a serious expression, spitting and spitting, his eyebrows fluttering, and he was heartbroken, thinking that his performance was flawless, and his acting skills were very online.

How do you know that Lu Youshan has a ridiculous expression on his face, not only him, but even Mrs. Lu is covering her mouth and snickering, these two couples are completely unmoved!

When Master Fang saw this, his heart sank, but he didn't know where he had exposed his stuffing?

Lu Youshan smiled, waved his hand, and said, "Master, you don't know about our family's situation. My son is not an ordinary child, let alone an ancient painting worth tens of millions, even if he adds two more zeros, he can afford it. ”

"He is much more capable than me, and our entire Liufang has survived by relying on him to have today's situation. ”

When Lu Youshan introduced his son, he had a smug smile on his face, and the pride was beyond words.

Giving birth to a child should be like Lu Menglin!

Lu Youshan has such a good son, which is the pride of his life, and it is also the basis for him to raise his eyebrows and pride, and no one will be allowed to defile it.

Master Fang was immediately speechless, because he had no words.

At this time, Mr. Li finally remembered something, and suddenly matched Lu Menglin's identity, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

He can't be blamed for that, because

The young man in front of him is so young that no one can associate him with the man who single-handedly founded the Menglin Group, created the country's No. 1 online game, and built the legendary theme park in Liufang.

Maybe Lu Menglin's legend is too brilliant, so it has a sense of unreality. Many people subconsciously listen to things that are too far away, but they don't expect that one day, they will meet the real Buddha in person.

Maybe this is the legendary real person who does not show his face, and he who shows his face is not a real person!

At this moment, when Mr. Li looked at Lu Menglin again, he always felt that the other party had a kind of aura that was not angry but powerful, and even the easy-going and harmless smile became unfathomable.

At this time, no one expected that Su Xuechen, who had been silent beside him, would actually speak.

"Uncle Lu, this painting is fake. Su Xuechen's words made everyone in the living room stunned.

Especially that Master Fang, his eyes were even more angry, and he looked angry.

Su Xuechen's words made it clear that he didn't give him face as a master, and deliberately went against him!

"Little girl, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense! Why do you say that this painting is fake? Our Daqian has been in the art world for decades and has never looked away, if you can't tell why, I won't spare you. Master Fang said proudly.

A person like him who is a fool of the rivers and lakes pays attention to a person who does not fall, does not fall, has a stable aura, and must collapse in any situation.

Su Xuechen was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "When I was at Hong Kong Island Women's University, I took a Chinese painting appreciation class, and I happened to talk about this "Fuchun Mountain Residence Map". ”

"Fuchun Mountain Residence is a work by the Yuan Dynasty painter Huang Gongwang in his later years, which was painted for a man called a useless master. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the painting passed to the collector Wu Hongyu, who was very selfish and wanted to burn the painting for burial when he was dying, but fortunately his nephew snatched it out of the fire, but the painting was burned into two large and small sections. ”

The first section is called "Leftover Mountain", which is now stored in a provincial museum in China, and the latter section is called "Useless Master Scroll", which has been collected by the National Palace Museum in Taipei. The authenticity of this painting was burned in two as early as the Ming Dynasty, which is recorded in the history of painting, so when we see this complete painting, it cannot be authentic. ”

Su Xuechen spoke eloquently, with a name and a surname, reasonable and well-founded, and everyone nodded frequently.

However, Master Fang's eyes widened, revealing an expression of disbelief.

He thought that when he came to such a small broken place as Liufang, the people's wisdom was not opened, and he could fool people with any allusion, but he didn't expect to be broken by Su Xuechen, a little girl who pecked at the jade and carved powder.

Mr. Li was so anxious that he was about to break out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly glanced at Master Fang, asking him to beg for mercy in soft clothes, this Lu family can't afford to provoke anyone in Liufang!

How do you know that Master Fang didn't admit it, but raised his head, still sneering arrogantly: "Yellow-haired girl, just learned a little fur, and dare to make an axe in front of the old man?"

"This "Fuchun Mountain Residence Map", in addition to the "Leftover Mountain Map" and "Useless Master Scroll" you just said, there is also a "Ziming Scroll", do you know?"

Master Fang raised his voice this time, trying to overwhelm people with momentum, but Su Xuechen was not afraid, like Hanmei Aoxue, spitting out Fanghua.

"Of course I do. Su Xuechen smiled faintly.