In the café, Liu Ji said: "If it is genuine, it will not be a problem to put it at auction and sell it for 400 million." Mr. Zhao, you are an outsider, and you don't know much about calligraphy. Over the years, the price of Huang Tingjian's calligraphy has remained high. At last year's Modu Jiashi auction, a pair of Huang Tingjian's calligraphy was auctioned at a high price of nearly 200 million. And this "Pillar Inscription" is far more valuable than that calligraphy. ”

Zhao Dongxing listened, gasped, looked at the tablet, and said, "So, not only did the store not ask for more, but also asked for less?"

"It is said that this is the case, but the shopkeeper is also very vague about the value of this handwriting, so he quoted a price of 300 million. Liu Ji said.

"One more thing, will there be a problem with this handwriting?" Zhao Dongxing frowned, hesitating, he knew how deep the water was in the antique industry.

He once knew a rich man who played with antiques and spent tens of millions of dollars to buy an ancient painting. Ten years later, the rich man went bankrupt. Thinking of exchanging that ancient painting for money, I made a comeback.

It turned out to be a fake.

Liu Ji didn't dare to pack the ticket, and said: "According to my judgment, there will be no problem." If Mr. Zhao can't believe it, you can find a few more famous people to come over for a consultation. ”

Zhao Dongxing nodded, looked at the tablet, and was silent.

"Huh, this is Huang Tingjian's handwriting?"

At this time, a nice voice came, which made Zhao Dongxing a little excited. It is Ning Lan who he has been thinking about for a while these days.

"Miss Ning also knows Huang Tingjian?"

Zhao Dongxing said.

Ning Lan said with a smile on her face: "I specialize in ancient literature, and Huang Tingjian is a member of the Northern Song Dynasty, so I naturally know it." ”

Zhao Dongxing said with a smile on his face: "Then can you tell the authenticity of this handwriting?"

Ning Lan shook her head and said, "Although I am a researcher of ancient literature, I am still far behind Professor Liu in terms of knowledge. If Professor Liu's judgment is true, then there should be no problem. ”

Liu Ji is quite famous in the circle, and she naturally knows her.

Miss Ning laughed. Liu Ji smiled, with a little smug on his face.

Ning Lan looked at the photo on the tablet, as if inadvertently said, "Is this Huang Tingjian's "Pillar Inscription"? I've heard Uncle Jiang mention it before. Huang Tingjian is one of his most admired calligraphers. ”

Zhao Dongxing's face moved, and he wanted to ask something more.

Ke Ninglan had already put down the tablet and walked into the distance.

Zhao Dongxing didn't ask, his eyes flickered.

The so-called doing what they like is to do what the other party likes the most and give the other party what they like the most. If Huang Tingjian is really Jiang Yehua's most admired calligrapher, then this handwritten book will be sent to the right place.

Zhao Dongxing's face flickered.

Now there are two things that make him hesitate the most, one is the authenticity of this handwriting, and the other is the price.

The price of 300 million!

For the previous Zhao family, although it was also a large amount, it was nothing. But for the current Zhao family, 300 million is definitely a big number. Since the Zhao family entered China, it has lost more than 10 billion, plus the huge losses of the United States, which is enough to make the Zhao family hurt.

"That's it, Professor Liu, you go back first, I'll think about it, and then I'll give you news. Zhao Dongxing said to Liu Ji.

Liu Ji nodded and said, "Mr. Zhao, you can't think about it for too long." A decision will be made by tomorrow morning at the latest. Otherwise, I am worried that this handwriting will fall into his hands. ”

Zhao Dongxing frowned, doesn't that mean that there is only one night of time to consider?

300 million is not a small number.

And he still has to discuss with his family, because he has no assets in his name, and the money he needs can only be embezzled from the Zhao family's family.

At the beginning, he didn't give his wife money for divorce, and the property in his name was deposited with his father Zhao Ruiming.

"In such a hurry?"

Zhao Dongxing frowned.

Liu Ji said, "As far as I know, there are not a few collectors who have their eyes on this handwriting. If we move too slowly, we will be taken down by other families. ”

Zhao Dongxing frowned.

There was a faint bad premonition in his heart, was this a conspiracy? Why did such a handwritten book appear when he needed it?

"Okay, Professor Liu has worked hard, you can take this card first. I'll get back to you tomorrow morning. Zhao Dongxing handed over a bank card and said.

Liu Ji suddenly smiled all over his face, put away the bank card without leaving a trace, and said, "It's easy to say." ”

After saying that, he took the students and got up and left.

As for the tablet, it was kept for Zhao Dongxing.

Zhao Dongxing looked at the picture on the tablet and hesitated.

Looking up, I wanted to talk to Ning Lan.

It turned out that Ning Lan left in a car.

After pondering for a while, he picked up his mobile phone and said, "Help me contact a few calligraphers, especially the kind of experts who have studied ancient calligraphy and Huang Tingjian in the Northern Song Dynasty, and help me find a few to come over, preferably four or five." Yes, you have to look for it now, and you must arrange it by tomorrow morning. When the time comes, you take them directly to the airport, the Flying Demon Capital. ”

Speaking of the magic capital, Zhao Dongxing felt a faint pain in his heart.

Modu is his sad place.

And there's a big enemy there.

He really didn't want to go to that sad place if he didn't have to.

……

Magic City, Riverside Community.

On the balcony dining table, there is a hot pot with red soup boiling. Zheng Ge and the elder sister, as well as Jiang Yao, sat at the dining table, eating and drinking, and chatting at the same time.

It's still raining outside, and it doesn't seem to stop raining, but it tends to get bigger and bigger.

The cool air blew through the window, and the three of them, who were sweating profusely, suddenly felt comfortable.

"It's cool. ”

Jiang Yao wiped her mouth and said, "Sister Xiaoshi, you can really eat spicy." Looking at Zheng Shi, Jiang Yao said with envy, although she can also eat spicy, at most she can eat medium spicy, and she will definitely not be able to eat extra spicy. The kind that can eat perverted spicy food, is it true......

Zheng Shi smiled and said, "Over there, there is nothing that can't be spicy, some people can eat it, and some people can't eat it at all." ”

Jiang Yao nodded, shook a mutton roll, and said, "My brother is like this, he can't eat it if it's slightly spicy." ”

Zheng Shi said with a smile: "Xiao Yao is from Jiangcheng, speaking of which, I will also go to Jiangcheng after a while." ”

Jiang Yao blinked.

Zheng Shi said: "I want to go to Jiangcheng University with my supervisor to participate in a scientific research project. ”

"My alma mater. Jiang Yao smiled and said, "Sister, you are so powerful." ”

Zheng Shi shook his head, "What kind of power is this." ”

Jiang Yao smiled, looked at Zheng Ge, who was eating with his head bowed, and said, "Brother Zheng, how about we go to Jiangcheng together then? ”

Zheng Shi had a smile on her face, are you going to get it home?

She has no objection to this.

She is quite satisfied with Jiang Yao.