Just when Xu Qiang was looking at Zheng Banqiao's bamboo paintings, suddenly a staff member of an exhibition hall walked next to him, followed by two security guards, and instructed them to open the cabinet and take out Zheng Banqiao's paintings.

"Wait, what do you know about?" Xu Qiang stopped the staff.

"I'm sorry sir, we have just been notified that the owner of this painting has temporarily decided to withdraw the commission and does not want to sell this painting. The staff explained.

Don't want to sell anymore?

The people around him, like Xu Qiang, were very surprised.

Because this piece of bamboo from Zheng Banqiao is one of the best quality of calligraphy and painting products that can be sold in this cultural festival.

There is more than one person who is tempted, but he has not yet made a move.

It's good now, even if you are tempted, it is useless, because the owner of the painting has decided not to sell it, which makes many people feel very disappointed, but Xu Qiang is not included.

Because Xu Qiang didn't want to buy it in the first place, it had another purpose.

"I've already decided to buy it, but now that you've revoked it, should you give me an explanation?" Xu Qiang didn't plan to let it go easily.

"Sir, I'm very sorry, we can't help it, because the owner of the painting strongly requested ......"

"When did I ask to withdraw it?" Just as the staff was explaining to Xu Qiang, a visitor walked over from the side.

is an old man who looks like he is in his 50s, but his expression at this time is not good-looking, and he looks like before the storm.

"Who are you?" asked the staff with a smile.

"I am the owner of this painting, and I also entrusted your antique society to sell it, when will I ask you to withdraw the painting?" the old man asked loudly.

Xu Qiang smiled, he understood what was going on.

He saw Jiang Wenbin secretly calling just now, and he must have reported to the senior management of the Antique Association, saying that Xu Qiang had a new goal.

The people in the Antiques Association must have been worried that something would happen, and there was no legitimate reason to stop Xu Qiang, so they came up with an expedient measure to remove the painting of Zheng Banqiao that Xu Qiang had taken alike.

Originally, it was no problem to do this, but after Xu Qiang left, he put the painting back, but he didn't expect it to be self-defeating.

The person who entrusted the sale of this painting happened to be at the scene of the exhibition, so when the antique association withdrew the ancient painting, the owner of the ancient painting was alarmed.

Now that the Antiques Association is in trouble, if there is no reasonable explanation, the person who takes out Zheng Banqiao's painting and prepares it for sale may not be so easy to give up.

And once this matter spreads, there will be people who will question the antique association, and even affect the reputation of the antique association to a certain extent, which I am afraid that the person who decided to withdraw the painting did not expect.

"Is this painting yours?" The staff member in charge of withdrawing the ancient painting opened his mouth wide, he was also blindfolded, he did not expect to meet the owner of the painting.

"Not mine or yours?" the old man was annoyed.

He also visited on a whim, because the antique cultural festival is only held once every three years, and some fine products are exhibited every time.

People who are interested in antiques, as long as their body and time permit, basically will not miss it, and as an antique collector, it will certainly not miss the opportunity.

He came to the saleable area, everyone to see if there were any fine products to enrich his personal collection, but he didn't expect to see the fine products but didn't find them, but found that the ancient paintings he entrusted to sell were taken down.

He was on fire at the time, what does the Antique Society mean?

"Old man, don't be angry first, there must be some misunderstanding here, let's go to the lounge and say okay?" confirmed that it was the old man's painting, and the staff had a headache.

How to explain it?

He didn't know how to explain it, because it was only ordered to withdraw the ancient painting, and the owner of the ancient painting said that he hadn't withdrawn it, so he knew that there must be something wrong in the middle.

If he made trouble in public, it would definitely have an extremely adverse impact, so he had to calm down the old man as soon as possible, and then go to a relatively private space to communicate and explain.

"Go to the lounge and say, is what you are doing that is not glorious?" Xu Qiang said after laughing, he came to visit the Antique Association today for the purpose of revenge, of course he will not let go of this good opportunity.

As soon as the surrounding audience heard this, they immediately began to heckle.

The staff who came to withdraw the ancient paintings are now covered in sweat.

Seeing that there were more and more onlookers, Xu Qiang nodded with satisfaction, and then turned around and left, no longer need him to continue to participate, and the lively audience around him will help Xu Qiang complete the next revenge.

When Xu Qiang left, he saw Jiang Wenbin calling not far away.

"Vice President, something is wrong!" Jiang Wenbin is also sweating now.

He is the one who knows best why Zheng Banqiao's painting was removed, because he is the person concerned, and he saw Xu Qiang's painting of Zheng Banqiao, and then reported the situation to the vice president.

Although Feng Fangying didn't tell him that he would withdraw the ancient paintings, as soon as he saw that the staff withdrew the ancient paintings and stopped selling, he understood what was going on, and it was a countermeasure to prevent Xu Qiang from causing trouble.

"What's the matter?"

"The person who commissioned the auction of Zheng Banqiao's paintings was at the scene, and he saw that we had taken down his paintings, and now he is asking us to give an explanation...... "Jiang Wenbin looked at the scene of the accident.

There are already more than sixty people around, and they have already attracted the attention of more people around, and if the time drags on a little longer, there will be more people gathered.

And now the network is particularly developed, as long as everyone has a mobile phone connected to the Internet, they can be a media person, this matter must not be covered, maybe someone has already broadcast it in real time.

If the antique society does not give a reasonable explanation, it will be troublesome.

"Damn, Xu Qiang!" Feng Fangying, who was sitting in the temporary lounge to rest, was drinking tea, and after hearing Jiang Wenbin's report, she slapped the table fiercely.

Without talking, he brought the teacup down, and in the teacup was the hot hot water he had just poured, which was sprinkled on his hands and legs at once, making him jump up with a snort.

In the lounge, I was jumping and jumping, and the backs of my hands were red.

It took a long time to recover, making Feng Fangying grit her teeth and read Xu Qiang.

If it weren't for Xu Qiang, there wouldn't have been so much trouble at all.

"You give me to continue to follow Xu Qiang, he will stare me to death, and I will solve the rest!" put the scalded hand under the faucet to flush cold water, Feng Fangying instructed Jiang Wenbin.

When Feng Fangying was burned, Xu Qiang had already seen more than a dozen exhibits in succession, and suddenly stopped in front of one exhibit.

What attracted Xu Qiang's attention was a golden paperweight.

It looks like rippling gold, but anyone who knows a little bit about antique dealers knows that it is not gold at all, but a very precious material.

Golden Silk Nan Ebony!

It is a special treasure formed by trees that have been buried deep in the ground under the special conditions of high pressure and lack of oxygen due to sudden natural changes such as floods and mudslides.

And the golden silk nan ebony is the top of the ebony.

In particular, the highly skilled carvers have greatly increased the value of this piece of golden silk ebony, although it is not as valuable as the fair royal supplies, but it is also extraordinary.

Of course, Xu Qiang didn't like this one, but when he walked here, he found Jiang Wenbin following up from the corner of his eye.

Of course, he already knew what Jiang Wenbin was doing with him, so he had an idea and was ready to continue digging a pit for Jiang Wenbin, to be precise, through Jiang Wenbin digging a pit for the Antique Association.

"Can you tell us about this paperweight?" Professor Xu Qiang recruited a staff member of the Antiques Association and expressed his interest in this paperweight.

"Sir, you really have an eye, this is a piece of golden silk ebony ......" The staff was very conscientious and began to introduce the golden silk ebony paperweight.

The staff did their duty, but Jiang Wenbin had a headache.

He regretted it a little, he shouldn't have chosen to follow Xu Qiang.

Every time Xu Qiang stopped in front of the booth, he was terrified, and he even suspected that if he had followed Xu Qiang all the time, maybe after this exhibition, his originally healthy body would suffer from heart disease.

"Don't look at it, don't buy ......" Seeing Xu Qiang let the staff introduce him, Jiang Wenbin prayed in his heart not far away.

However, the facts are not satisfactory, he saw that Xu Qiang nodded with satisfaction, there is really a trend to buy, but he knows very well that Xu Qiang must not be allowed to buy it.

Otherwise, if there is a problem, the antique association will be in big trouble.

Zhang Daqian's imitation of Tang Bohu's ancient paintings must not happen again, otherwise the antique association may be discredited.

"Vice President, it's not good, Xu Qiang is about to buy Jin Si Nan ebony paperweight......" Seeing that Xu Qiang was very likely to buy it, Jiang Wenbin could only call hard.

Five minutes after the call, a staff member came up.

Holding a label, he attached it to the display case of the golden silk nan ebony paperweight.

"It's already sold?" Xu Qiang asked the staff.

"Yes!"

"Why didn't you put it on just now?"

"I'm very sorry, I was going through the procedure just now, and now the procedure is over, please understand!" the staff said to Xu Qiang very politely.

Go through the program?

Xu Qiang sneered in his heart, he was not a fool.

It is clearly like Zheng Banqiao's painting to prevent him from buying it.

He looked at the people around him, but no one stood up, obviously the owner of the Jin Si Nan Ebony Paperweight was not at the scene, but like Zheng Banqiao's painting, it happened to bump into the owner at the scene.

Hum!

Xu Qiang snorted coldly, thinking that I would have no choice but to do this?

"This golden hairpin is good...... Xu Qiang quickly stopped in another display case and asked the staff.

The staff dutifully gave a detailed introduction, but Xu Qiang waited.

didn't ask him to wait any longer, that is, in less than 5 minutes, another staff member came over and labeled the golden hairpin as sold.

is the same as the Jin Si Nan Ebony Paperweight just now, and even the reason for the explanation is the same, it is labeled just after the procedure has been completed.

Xu Qiang was not surprised at all, and continued to rush to see the next one.

"The jade carving ...... of this famous tea"

"This one snuffbox ......"

"This fan ......"

In less than an hour, Xu Qiang took a fancy to nearly eight items one after another, all of which were labeled as sold.

"Xu Qiang, what does he want to do?" After receiving Jiang Wenbin's reports again and again, labeling one product after another, Feng Fangying realized that she couldn't continue.

If you continue to stick it, I'm afraid that all the products sold will be labeled as sold, and if you stick too much, there will be big problems.

But if you don't post it, what if you are bought by Xu Qiang?

"President, something is wrong, Xu Qiang ......" Feng Fangying felt that he couldn't hold it back, and it was beyond his ability, so he called the president for help.