Chapter 67: Gu Kaizhi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty
Yang Hao is not strong.
"Since that's the case, then I'll invest alone and go. β
Yang Hao drove back to the company.
Search the Internet for antiques.
Since I tasted the sweetness of antiques.
Yang Hao knew that this was a huge profit.
If you want to make 10 billion in the short term, you have to count on him.
Yang Hao searched for it, and after some thought, he decided to play a big ticket and shock the world.
Recall the system.
Search [Shenhao Commodity Center]
[Gu Kaizhi's "Luo Shen Futu" authentic handwriting and coloring silk book]:
Market Value: No valuation
Cost value: 50 million
Member price: 20 million
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Non-member price: 102 million
Member price: 51 million
Yang Hao immediately bought it.
"Ding! The payment was successful, and the host successfully purchased a copy of Gu Kaizhi's "Luo Shen Futu" with real handwriting and coloring on silk. β
"Delivered under my desk. β
"Ding! has been delivered for you. β
Yang Hao hurriedly looked under the table, and there was suddenly an extra painting box under the table, and he hurriedly took it out.
I opened it and looked at it a little bit, and suddenly showed a look of ecstasy.
Yang Hao hurriedly put the painting away, and then sent it to Shui Lan'er on WeChat.
"Miss Shui, I got a famous painting of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, are you interested in taking a look?"
Yang Hao is not in a hurry to reveal his willingness to sell paintings.
Mainly, what is sold in a hurry is sold cheaply.
You can't sell it for a good price.
Sell it here first, whet Shui Lan'er's appetite, and then turn around to ask for a price.
Shui Lan'er was busy working in Shuiyue Villa, and when she received WeChat, she was stunned.
Famous paintings of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, is it possible.
This is too old for the paintings to be lost due to poor conservation or war.
The famous paintings of the Eastern Jin Dynasty on the market now are copied by later generations, although the collection value is also high, but the copied ones are not as good as the real ones after all.
"Mr. Yang, you have been deceived, there are no authentic works of the Eastern Jin Dynasty on the market now, this is impossible. β
Shui Lan'er arbitrarily thought that he said.
Yang Hao saw her unbelieving appearance, and immediately sent a letter back: "If you don't believe it, let's meet and talk." β
"Then come to Shuiyue Villa, I'm waiting for you to come. β
Shui Lan'er didn't have confidence in Yang Hao's paintings at all, but this was a big customer, so it was not easy to offend.
It's better to wait for someone to come, ask the experts in the club to give him a palm, and with the judgment of the experts, you can make Yang Hao believe that what he has in his hands is a fake.
And in this way he will not offend anyone.
"Okay, wait for me. β
Yang Hao immediately took the painting and walked out of the office.
Drive the Farah 812 and go straight to the Water Moon Villa.
Shuiyue Villa is a high-end club covering an area of more than 10,000 square meters.
The Orchid Pavilion also takes some civilian routes, and the restaurant is open to the general public.
But here, that's not the case at all.
Entertain members only, or invite VIPs.
Yang Hao drove here and got out of the car.
The waiter immediately stepped forward, holding a tablet in his hand, and motioned for Yang Hao to show his membership card.
Yang Hao got out of the driveway: "It was Shui Lan'er who asked me to talk about business, my name is Yang Hao." β
When the waiter heard this, he hurriedly said respectfully.
"Sir, please. β
Yang Hao handed over the car keys to the parking doorman and asked him to park the car.
Door.
The splendid hall and the crystal lamps overhead are like a huge lighthouse hanging upside down, which is breathtaking.
Yang Hao secretly admired the extravagance of Shuiyue Villa in his heart.
Yang Hao was led by the waiter and taken to the deputy manager's office.
The secretary hurriedly reported, and then opened the door to welcome Yang Hao into the office.
The office is quaint, and there is an illusion of stepping into an antique shop.
Two rows of large shelves filled with antiques of all kinds.
In the middle, there is a desk, and in front of the table is a coffee table sofa for entertaining guests.
Shui Lan'er is cooking tea on the coffee table.
Today, she is wearing a white professional uniform, with a gray tube skirt under the skirt, and black wrapped jade legs under the skirt, with her legs crossed, which is very attractive.
"Mr. Yang, please be seated. β
Shui Lan'er beckoned to take a seat.
Yang Hao took a seat and put down the calligraphy and painting.
Shui Lan'er serves tea.
Yang Hao took a sip of tea and praised: "Good tea, the first drink is a little dry, but the aftertaste is good, Miss Shui really knows how to cook tea." β
"Mr. Yang praised it falsely, I'm just an axe from the class. β
Shui Lan'er glanced at the calligraphy and painting that she put down, and asked, "This is the masterpiece you want me to admire?"
"Yes, please. β
Yang Hao picked up the painting and ran to the desk.
I took out the painting and spread it out, but the table was too short to spread out only part of it.
Shui Lan'er stepped forward to check it, and when she saw the painting, she was immediately disappointed.
This is actually Gu Kaizhi's "Luo Shen Futu".
She decided that it was absolutely impossible for this picture to be genuine, because today, only copies have been handed down, and all known copies are in the collections of museums in various countries.
The so-called genuine works on the market are definitely fakes.
"Please enjoy. β
Yang Hao didn't know that Shui Lan'er had already decided that this was a fake in his heart, and he still happily invited her to appreciate it.
"Well, good. β
Shui Lan'er, out of good self-cultivation, did not immediately accuse this of being a fake.
Instead, put on gloves, take out a magnifying glass, and carefully appreciate it.
I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.
She hurriedly checked the texture of the silk cloth.
She couldn't find any traces of oldness, in other words, this silk cloth could not really be something from the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
"This ......"
Shui Lan'er couldn't help but be frightened, she hurriedly pleaded with Yang Hao.
"Mr. Yang, I don't know if I can cut a piece of silk cloth for a vintage identification. β
Yang Hao was stunned.
"Can this still be identified?"
Shui Lan'er nodded and said: "Of course, the current technology is changing with each passing day, and it has the ability to identify the vintage." β
"Then you cut it, notice, don't hurt the painting. β
"I'll ask a professional to do it, don't worry. β
Shui Lan'er immediately asked the secretary to call a professional.
They didn't really cut the canvas either, but did the appraisal.
"How long will it take to get the results? β
"Two hours. β
The corners of Yang Hao's mouth twitched: "It's going to take so long." β
Shui Lan'er hurriedly explained: "Appraisal is like this, sometimes it even takes a few days or even a month, this is quite fast, Mr. Yang, don't mind if I invite some experts to do an appreciation." β
Yang Hao sat down on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, and waved calmly.
"Please, please, please. β
"Thank you, Mr. Yang. β
Shui Lan'er hurriedly instructed the secretary to invite someone.
Soon came four old pedants.
They are all the palm masters of Water Moon Villa, and they are all respectful figures.
Shui Lan'er didn't dare to be sloppy, and greeted with respect.
"Shui Lan'er, you are in a hurry to find us, what do you want to see, just call any of us to come, as for calling all of us?"
The oldest, Mr. Wang Wenbo, has the most straightforward temper, and he shouts and asks questions when he comes in.
Shui Lan'er hurriedly apologized: "Elder Wang, I'm really sorry to disturb your rest, it's like this, my friend invited me to appreciate a famous painting, this painting is from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, it is from ......"
"No way. β
Wang Wenbo immediately arbitrarily decided: "How can the paintings of the Eastern Jin Dynasty be preserved, this is not realistic at all, this must be a fake." β