The auction ends.

In addition to paying auction fees and commissions, everyone also participated in a party in response to the Tokugawa family.

Wang Chen followed Sister Mei to meet many members of the Japanese Ben powerful family at the party, not to mention the Tokugawa family, as well as people from Mitsui, Sumitomo, Fuji and other foundations, as well as some famous collectors, such as the working-class collector Daisuke Miyazu.

Although this is a stupid person, under the exchange, Wang Chen admires him very much.

Daisuke Miyazu's fame does not come from the fact that he has a rich and expensive collection, but because he is just an ordinary office worker. In the past two decades, Daisuke Miyazu has collected more than 300 works by famous artists on the meager income of a salaryman, including works by top artists such as Yayoi Kusama, Yoshitomo Nara, Koki Tanaka, and Cai Guo-Qiang.

Daisuke Miyazu, who was quite discerning, began to pay attention to and collect the works of these masters when they were unknown or fledgling, and of course, the prices were not high at that time.

One can imagine how unique this person's vision is.

Of course, Daisuke Miyazu is not here to participate in the auction today, but to be invited by the Tokugawa family to authenticate the authenticity of some modern artworks.

The party is over.

Loaded on.

……

When I got back to the hotel, it was just after midnight.

Wang Chen, who went out with Sister Mei early in the morning, was very tired, and as soon as he entered the house, he threw things on the coffee table casually, and sat on the sofa and yawned.

Sister Mei, who was standing at the door and took off her high heels, looked sideways and said with concern: "Tired?"

"It's ok. Wang Chen took the opportunity to look over.

Today's Sister Mei wore a black tight-fitting dress, just above the knee, with black stockings inside, and red high heels on her feet.

Wang Chen took a second look.

Sister Mei put on white cotton slippers, naturally squatted down and picked up the high heels and the sneakers that Wang Chen had just taken off and threw at the door, carefully placed them neatly, and said with a slight apology in her mouth: "It's hard work, I got up early in the morning to accompany me to the auction, and I didn't come back until now." ”

Because of the placement of shoes, she squatted with her back to Wang Chen.

The dress was originally tight-fitted, and as soon as Sister Mei squatted down like this, her huge buttocks immediately propped up the skirt, like a ripe peach, full of temptation.

Wang Chen was a little fascinated for a while, and he didn't notice what Sister Mei said, hey, I didn't see any traces of underwear, should I not be wearing it or that kind of invisible underwear such as Ding and C?

At this time, Sister Mei had already set it up, stood up with her hands on her knees, and turned around.

The eyes of the two crossed for a moment.

Wang Chen, who was a bit of a thief, hurriedly put away his gaze and said, "What did you just say, I was distracted and didn't hear clearly." ”

Sister Mei didn't doubt him, walked towards the sofa, and said with a smile: "I said that you got up early in the morning to accompany me, are you tired?" ”

"No, no. Wang Chen waved his hand, then felt that his shoulder was a little sore, and instinctively reached out and pinched it.

Sister Mei, who had already come to the side, looked at it and said angrily: "You still haven't said it, your shoulders are very sore, right?"

"A little, out of the way. Wang Chen was afraid that the other party would be embarrassed, so he deliberately changed the topic and said: "Sister, let's take a look at the "Sister-in-law's Picture of Spring" that you dreamed of." ”

Hearing this, Sister Mei, who had just sat down, hesitated a little and said, "It's so late, why don't you take a shower and go to bed early?"

Anyway, "My Sister-in-law Peeps at Spring" is a picture of the ancient Spring Palace, and it is not appropriate for lonely men and widows to be in the same room in the middle of the night to see the Spring Palace.

But Wang Chen didn't think about this stubble at all, and kept thinking about how to send this painting out naturally, after all, Sister Mei rushed thousands of miles to Riben just for this painting, and now she auctioned it herself, if she really held it in her hand and swallowed it silently, it would feel bad.

You can't be so unkind.

He simply pretended not to hear it, reached out and picked up the scroll and unfolded it, and said nonsense: "You see if it's true, don't let Xiao Ri be fooled." ”

"The reputation of the Tokugawa family is still good, probably not. Sister Mei said seriously, and then said, "But it's good to be cautious and identify." ”

Of course, Wang Chen knew that the Tokugawa family couldn't do anything to auction fakes, after all, the vast majority of the people participating today were local collectors in Japan, and there was no shortage of people from big conglomerates. ”

The scroll is spread flat on the coffee table.

On the left, a man and a woman are vaguely enjoying the clouds and rain in the tent, and a girl outside the door is peeking and can't help but put her hand into her skirt.

Very expressive.

Sister Mei, who entered the state of identification, was very serious, "The ancients in our country taboo nudity, and artists don't use nude models, so they can't produce a master like Michelangelo in Europe. ”

Wang Chen really didn't understand this aspect, and asked: "Is this painting genuine?"

"Judging from the style of painting, it should be. Sister Mei explained: "The women painted by Tang Yin often appear strong and plump, round faces, and bewitching, which can make people think of the image of the beauties of the Tang Dynasty. As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the woman in the portrait, "These characteristics are all in line with each other." ”

Living to learn all the time, it turns out that Tang Bohu's paintings have these characteristics, Wang Chen remembered them in his heart, and said: "Since everyone knows this standard, it should be easy to cheat, right?"

"Yes, so we have to start from other aspects, some works have a seal from the title of the book or the seal, some works do not, and the way of identification is also different. Sister Mei spoke very carefully, just like her usual personality, very detailed and serious, "This painting has Tang Yin's signature seal, and it will be relatively easy to identify...... "She said the way of appraising calligraphy and painting without hurry.

For example, the traditional identification method is mainly to seal the seal, inscription, description, other words, year and month, avoidance, style and so on as the basis of calligraphy and painting, of course, this identification method is very defective, that is, the abandonment of the painting and calligraphy itself, and the complete use of the periphery of the painting and calligraphy, there is a sense of dominance, generally can only be used as circumstantial evidence.

In addition, it is necessary to combine objective conditions, such as Tang Bohu's paintings are from the Ming Dynasty, how much paper is on Ming Dynasty, how many layers of paper are drawn, framed and other factors to determine.

Especially in Tang Yin's paintings, there are a large number of fakes, even at that time, Tang Bohu would recruit people to paint on his behalf, for example, to find Zhou Chen, these fakes are difficult to distinguish between real and fake.

Now that they are in the hotel, they have no tools, and if they rely on the naked eye, they can only analyze five or six at most, and it is impossible to fully identify them.

After understanding, Wang Chen suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out that there are so many doorways inside." ”

Sister Mei smiled: "Yes, collecting is a vast discipline, and this discipline is divided into countless small subjects, and he will not be able to learn all his life." She said modestly, "I just know a little about fur, and if I really encounter a precious portrait antique, I have to show it to the masters for appraisal." ”

Wang Chen patted his ass and said: "It's already very powerful, like I don't understand anything." ”

"You say you don't understand, I don't believe it. Sister Mei said in a slightly envious tone: "And I feel that you are very magical, as if you were born with a lucky star, not to mention anything else, at today's auction, you have pinched the psychological price of Mitsui and Ichijo to the death every time, this level is better than the top international psychological masters." ”

Hey, can a top psychiatric master compete with buddies?

I was able to go back in time and of course it felt awesome.

Since his family understands his own family affairs, Wang Chen, who has matured a lot, was not complacent, but took the opportunity to say: "Actually, I am not very interested in ancient calligraphy and painting, and I am also going to give you this picture of "My Sister-in-law Peeping in Spring" today. ”

Sister Mei was stunned, "You spent more than 70 million on this painting." ”

Wang Chen nodded and said, "I know." ”

Sister Mei's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of emotion, in her memory, the impression of Wang Chen is still stuck in the time when she went to Hong Kong to meet Li Zekai, according to her understanding of Wang Chen at that time, she was worth about 500 million at most.

A person who is worth only 500 million, but is willing to take out one-seventh of his money to take a priceless painting and give it to her?

It is false to say that you are not moved.

Sister Mei's heart was full of mixed feelings, moved, emotional, but more warm, she never thought that there was a man willing to do this for her.

Fortunately, Wang Chen didn't know Sister Mei's thoughts, otherwise he would definitely laugh out loud, counting the jadeite, gold, gems and the like piled up in the mysterious space, the buddy's worth would have already reached four or five billion, and more than 70 million would be in his eyes?

Even if you don't count jadeite, gold and precious stones, Wang Chenguang has about 8.8 billion in cash, which is already very good.

Yes, no one thought that in just a few months, Wang Chen's assets have grown so fast, there is no way, Kaihang's life is different.

Sister Mei, who was moved, became more and more gentle, she didn't look at the portrait again, but raised her butt and moved it, moved a lot closer to Wang Chen, turned her head and looked, grabbed Wang Chen's right hand naturally like a sister, and patted the back of Wang Chen's right hand lightly with the other hand, "Xiaochen, I know you are good to me, treat me as a sister, but you don't have much money, and you can't take advantage of you as a sister, so let's buy it, how much did you spend on the auction, I'll increase the price a little more, make up a whole number, how about it?" ”

What do you think?

Okay, great.

Sister Mei, your hand feels so good.

Feeling the soft and smooth warm little hand in the palm of his hand, Wang Chen was a little excited in his heart, buddy actually held the hand of a mature and intellectual beauty like Sister Mei, that taste, don't mention it, his heart was beating faster, it was not that Wang Chen had never touched a woman and looked like a pig brother, but relatively speaking, the contact between two strange bodies of the opposite sex instinctively produced hormone secretion, which led to his physiological reaction.

If it had been before, Wang Chen might have held it with his backhand, and then pinched it like he grabbed Shen Xia's hand for the first time, or made Sister Mei angry, but as he grew up in the two worlds, he already had a little scheming, and grabbed Sister Mei's hand with his backhand without moving, and the other hand also came up, holding it hard, and his expression was very natural:" Sister, I have always wanted to thank you for your help to me, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have developed so fast, money or not is a trivial matter, not to mention more than 70 million, even if it is 700 million, 700 million, let me go bankrupt, as long as I can report your help to me, I am willing, you must not say that you bought it, otherwise I will be unhappy. ”

Sister Mei really didn't notice that she was eating tofu, and said a little anxiously: "But ......"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Chen interrupted with righteous words: "It's nothing, I just want the relationship between our sister and brother to be pure, and it won't be polluted by copper odor like money." As he spoke, he took the opportunity to lift his buttocks, almost all of them were attached to Sister Mei's arms, feeling the tender and silky flesh on Sister Mei's arms, Wang Chen's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and his mouth was a little dry, but he had to keep calm on his face, "Don't refuse my kindness, okay?"

Sister Mei's moved eyes were wet, and her sexy and bewitching red lips opened and closed several times, as if she didn't know what to say, since the incident happened more than three years ago, she had never been close to any man, let alone had such close contact with Wang Chen.

Now, she felt Wang Chen's strong kindness, felt the long-lost touch, she has always been very rational, the first time she became emotional, just staring at the slightly immature, looking at the handsome young face in front of her, Sister Mei was a little overwhelmed, gradually, when the sensibility suppressed the rationality, she couldn't help but sigh, and the ghost made a god say something that she couldn't believe herself, "Little ...... Xiaochen, I want to ...... I want to hug you, can I?"

As she spoke, Sister Mei's cheeks involuntarily gave birth to two scarlets, which were very light, but they could be seen with the naked eye, making her originally beautiful and dignified face appear a trace of enchantment, which was very tempting.

Yes?

Want to hug me?

To be honest, Wang Chen really couldn't believe his ears, this sentence really came out of the mouth of Sister Mei, who has always been knowledgeable and dignified?

In fact, Sister Mei is not as beautiful as Shen Xia, if a woman's beauty is divided into ten points, like the natural beauty of Xiao Zhouhou seen in the Northern Song Dynasty, Shen Xia can score eight and a half points, while Sister Mei's words may only be seven and a half points.

However, Sister Mei reveals a feeling of rich life experience and connotation from her bones, elegant temperament, she can smile calmly when she encounters anything, that kind of calmness that is not shocked, and that kind of calmness that passes through the wind without a trace, is the trace of the baptism of wind and dust, which is what attracts Wang Chen the most.

Can a beautiful face withstand the baptism of time?

Will a mature woman after the baptism of the years lose her luster because of this?

At least Wang Chen didn't see the loss of color in the mature and confident Sister Mei, what he saw was the charm of Sister Mei after tasting the flavors of life, like a red rose blooming at night, exuding a fragrance from the inside out, which is the life experience and common sense cultivation in the river of time, giving birth to a thick heritage. Sister Mei is overflowing with a mature style, just like the ripe fruit on the branches.

Such a woman is naturally more charming and spiritual than ordinary little women, and has more maturity and flavor.

Now, hearing that the other party wanted to hug him, Wang Chen, who was originally full of evil thoughts, was in a calm mood, and he seemed to feel that when Sister Mei said this, the loneliness and commitment contained in her tone were all put down at this moment, and all he needed was a pair of strong arms to give a safe haven.

"Hmm. Wang Chen nodded lightly and took the initiative to reach out and hug Sister Mei.

Sister Mei also stretched out her hands, wrapped them around Wang Chen's neck, and leaned her head on his shoulders.

Holding her slightly fleshy waist, Wang Chen instinctively pulled a little harder, completely sticking Sister Mei and his body together.

At this moment, the room was silent.

At the same time, it seems that the whole world is quiet.

All that remained was the slight breathing of two warm bodies hugging each other.

Feeling Sister Mei's warm and soft body, smelling the hormonal fragrance emanating from the ends of her hair, Wang Chen suddenly felt that such a hug was also a kind of enjoyment.