The man of Tingxun Company's price for gifts is as high as 1.5 billion!

This amount has exceeded the total family assets of more than half of the merchants present.

After Hong Yanzhong heard this number, the corners of his eyes jumped.

Through the dialogue between Lin Ling and others before, Hong Yanzhong already knew that the next gifts from these people were to win Wang Zhonghui's favor, but the amount of gifts still made him feel shocked.

"Yo, this is really a coincidence! This year, our Taojie business, the gift to Mr. Wang, is also a Buddha statue! And it is handed down from the Ming Dynasty, and the whole body is carved with a meteorite outside the sky, and the price is 2 billion!"

Just then, another person also got up from the table and offered his gift.

It caused an uproar in the audience again.

On Ji Haotian's table, Fei Tianlong heard the quotation over there, and his eyes completely dimmed: "It's over! The gift I prepared for the Wang family today is only worth 800 million, and I haven't even reached the threshold of the opening, it seems that I have no hope for this year's cooperation!"

"Yes! It seems that this year, many large companies and families are far more fierce in their competition for cooperation with the Wang Group than they were three years ago!"

Even Yu Dahai, who had said that he wanted to attract Wang Zhonghui's attention through the price, became a little vague at this time.

Simply, the guests at the first table, the highest offer was only two billion, and soon, it was Ji Haotian's turn to be at the table where they were.

"Qingzhou Lian family presents a gift to Mr. Wang, a Qing Dynasty court double-ring blue and white jar, worth one billion!"

"Songyong shares present, a jade jade bracelet! worth 1.2 billion!"

"Chenyu Marketing Planning Company presents, a top glass cup, worth one billion!"

As the first three finished quoting, Fei Tianlong also got up: "Tianlong Company, present Tang Sancai immediately, worth 800 million!"

After Yu Dahai heard the offer of the first four people, his nervous face finally eased a lot, and he straightened up with a smile: "The Yu family presents a gift to President Wang, and the contemptible people know that President Wang is a cow, and three days later, it will be your birthday again, so I specially asked people to create a one-to-one size pure gold bull statue for you, worth three billion!"

After Yu Dahai finished speaking, the audience fell silent again.

Although the gifts he gave were the most vulgar among the companies or people who gave gifts in the previous rows.

But this price is indeed the highest in the market,

There are many small bosses in the back, and their jaws have dropped in shock.

In this meeting of less than 1,000 people, the class division seems to have been quite clear.

This gift from Yu Dahai is already a wealth that many people can't earn in their lifetimes.

Those who are behind may not be able to touch the feet of those in front of them if they work hard all their lives.

How realistic!

How poignant?

However, everyone in the front row was busy chatting with Wang Zhonghui at the moment, so they naturally didn't care about the feelings of those in the back.

"There are a lot of people who come to present today, but the person who can remember my birthday, Boss Yu is still the first, you have a heart!"

After listening to Yu Dahai's words, Wang Zhonghui also had a smile on his face.

Several people next to him sighed secretly when they saw this scene.

It seems that this Yu Dahai did leave a deep impression on Wang Zhonghui.

"Master Wang, if you say that, I'm not happy!"

At this moment, Lin Ling on the side finally happened, and slowly stood up from her seat: "Now that everyone's gifts haven't been delivered, how do you know that only Boss Yu remembers your birthday?"

"Mrs. Lin, it seems that you have a grudge against my statement!"

Wang Zhonghui laughed.

"Don't dare! Today is a banquet held by the Wang Group, I am grateful to be invited to participate, but I also prepared a birthday gift for Mr. Wang!"

Lin Ling smiled and looked in the direction of the entrance: "Come on, send me the birthday gift I prepared for the head of the Wang family!"

"Stomp!"

Lin Ling spoke, and soon two young men walked in with a sandalwood brocade box.

On the brocade box, red silk is tied, and the box body is also engraved with the word "Shou", which looks like it is indeed a birthday gift.

Yu Dahai, who was on the side, saw the gift prepared by Lin Ling, and the corners of his eyes jumped.

In addition to the textile industry, the Yu family also engaged in the precious timber business.

So as soon as he looked at it, he could see that this brocade box containing gifts was an antique from the Ming Dynasty, worth at least more than one billion.

A box is such a precious gift, what should it be inside?

"Master Wang, I ask you that you like antique calligraphy and painting, and this year, what I prepared for you is also a painting, which is Wu Daozi's Heavenly King Sending His Son!"

Lin Ling stopped talking and waved her hand slightly.

"Brush!"

Seeing this, the two subordinates of the Lin family put on white gloves and slowly opened the scroll.

"Master Wang, this painting, I have found more than a dozen top appraisers in China to appraise it, and it has been confirmed that it is the authentic work of Wu Daozi. ”

Lin Ling smiled slightly, and spoke lightly.

"What, this...... Is it actually the real painting of Saint Wu Daozi?"

Even giants like Wang Zhonghui couldn't help but become excited after hearing Lin Ling's words, and even walked down from the stage directly and stood in front of the painting.

"No, as far as I know, Wu Daozi doesn't have any authentic handiwork in the world, this painting?"

When an old man next to him heard this, he reached out to the painting and reached over.

This old man is the head of another chaebol, and he is also one of the opponents of Lin Ling this year's competition for the Wang family's biggest partner.

Naturally, I don't believe that Lin Ling can come up with a painting of this value.

"Smack!"

When Wang Zhonghui saw the old man's movements, he instinctively raised his hand and slapped him on the arm: "What are you doing!

At this moment, Wang Zhonghui was extremely excited, he couldn't care about the image, and looked at the painting in front of him excitedly.

Wu Daozi, is a famous painter in the Tang Dynasty, known as the painting saint by the history of painting, once studied calligraphy with Zhang Xu and He Zhizhang, and experienced the way of using the pen by watching Gongsun Auntie's sword dance.

It is a pity that although Wu Daozi has such a reputation in the art world, there is no authentic work that can be handed down to the world.

Although Wang Zhonghui is a businessman, he also works ancient paintings and has the level of a master appraisal.

Therefore, his knowledge of the appraisal of ancient paintings is definitely not much inferior to that of the top appraisal masters.

Wang Zhonghui was fascinated by the painting sent by Lin Ling after seeing it, and after a long time, he nodded with a dull gaze and said: "That's right! According to my many years of experience in collecting calligraphy and paintings, this painting is definitely the authentic work of the painting saint! Otherwise, no one in this world will be able to do such a fine brush!"