Chapter 060: Mine Is Real, Yours Is Fake!
Awesome blowing!
Young and frivolous, not to be trusted!
Several Hong Kong businessmen unanimously believed that the young man in front of him was bragging, and what was the point of such forcible bragging?
Of the four paintings, only one is real, and even if it is blind, there is only a 25% probability.
"Forget it! It's just a young man who doesn't hold back!" an older Hong Kong businessman persuaded the Hong Kong businessman surnamed Zheng, with a magnanimous attitude of not caring about Zhang Chunan.
"Yes, Gong Zheng, what are you angry with a child!"
Zhang Chunan said: "I said it, you can have a gamble with me." If I find the right one, I will win, and if I find the wrong one, you will win, and you will bet on anything!"
"Bet a million in cash, you dare?" said a Hong Kong businessman surnamed Zheng sneered.
A million is like a joke for these people, and they won't frown when they throw it out.
"I don't mind if you want to go a little bigger. Zhang Chunan responded.
"Can you lend me a million?" Zhang Chunan turned his face to Qin Qingwu.
Several Hong Kong businessmen snickered: I can't even take out a million, and I dare to call myself a master!
"No problem, just like last time I bet on horses, I still bet on you, one million! I will also bet on you one million!" Qin Qingwuyu patted Zhang Chunan's shoulder with his hand.
This is directly a provocation to several elders.
"Okay! Then let's learn the master's tricks!" The Hong Kong businessman surnamed Zheng raised two fingers, and two million were thrown directly.
No need for cash, no need for checks, the small number of two million, just open their mouths for them.
Several people smashed two million each, plus Qin Qingwu's, the bet reached 10 million.
Zhang Chunan felt that these people were panicked because they had money, and if they didn't agree, they would gamble tens of millions.
Except for Qin Qingwu who bet on him, of course it was impossible for the rest of the people to buy Zhang Chunan's win, which was very incongruous.
The Hong Kong businessman surnamed Zheng finished the scroll, and the four scrolls were placed on the table in front of Zhang Chunan, and he stretched out his hand to signal.
"Master, please!"
Zhang Chunan glanced at it quickly, as if he was really observing a famous painting.
Several Hong Kong businessmen exchanged glances with each other, and it was naturally impossible to believe the Haikou that this kid boasted about before.
To say that the scrolls and paper of these imitation paintings are actually the same as the real thing, there is no difference. It's that you can tell the real from the fake just by scrolls and paper.
And this kid just looks at it from a distance, and he doesn't even come forward and doesn't touch it with his hands, what can you see just by looking at it like this!
If this can be like this, then it is not a master, it is simply a god!
"Okay! I've seen it, put them away! I'll choose blindly!" Zhang Chunan said.
It may be a problem with the language, several people didn't understand what Zhang Chunan meant, or Qin Qingwu explained it to a few people.
"He asks you to put the painting in a tube, and he closes his eyes and chooses the one that is the real thing. ”
Several Hong Kong businessmen looked at each other.
Arrogant!
Now they don't even have to look at the scrolls, and they close their eyes and pick out the real thing? What is this? This is simply belittling their lower IQ.
Will anyone believe this kind of thing?
"Okay! Whatever you like! If you choose it! This original painting of "Spring Tree and Autumn Frost" will be given to you!" "The Hong Kong businessman surnamed Zheng also said ruthlessly.
The people present were instantly stunned: the auction price of this Ming Dynasty "Spring Tree and Autumn Frost" was more than 20 million, and it was the private collection of this Hong Kong businessman surnamed Zheng.
It can be said that this is also one of the treasures of his pressed box.
He was also enraged, and his treasure was bet on him as a bet.
"Uncle Zheng, you have to talk about it!" Qin Qingwu became interested, she just felt that the game was getting more and more fun.
Every time Zhang Chunan is here, he can play such an exciting game.
"Of course! I don't have to say anything!"
"Gong Zheng, this can't be done! It's not worth it for you!" several people persuaded the Hong Kong businessman surnamed Zheng again.
Choose one of the four, even if you let an idiot choose, there is a one-in-four probability of being right. If Zhang Chunan is blinded, wouldn't this painting be cheap for him?
"If I don't get the right choice, it's yours!"
Seeing this, Zhang Chunan said that he casually threw the contract he had signed with Qin Qingwu in front of the Hong Kong businessman surnamed Zheng.
This is half of the equity contract of MISS Qin Hotel, which means that he gambles with half of MISS Qin Hotel.
Several Hong Kong businessmen stopped talking, and even the Hong Kong businessman surnamed Zheng couldn't stop twitching.
This kid - ruthless!
"It's ruthless enough, but I like it!" Qin Qingwu clapped his hand.
It can be seen from the last horse betting incident that this woman likes this exciting game very much, not to mention that Zhang Chunan knows more excitement than she imagined.
"Gong Zheng, this is all a battle of will, why bother?" Qin Jiang said to the Hong Kong businessman surnamed Zheng.
These people are all real, no matter who wins this gamble, it will inevitably be unpleasant, and in Qin Jiang's opinion, of course, the gains outweigh the losses.
"It's rare to meet such a heroic master, and this one must be played today!" said Zheng surnamed Gang Shangdao.
It's not that he can't afford to lose, if he really can meet a master who can tell the authenticity of a famous painting just by looking at the scroll, what if he gives the painting away!
Zhang Chunan laughed, then turned his head to look at Qin Qingwu.
"You choose!"
"What, ...... I?" Qin Qingwu looked confused.
"Yes, you can choose!"
"Which one to choose?"
"I don't know, you can choose whatever you want, depending on your luck. ”
"Luck ...... it, forget it, I'm very bad luck today!"
"I said you can do it, you can do it!" Zhang Chunan reached out and grabbed Qin Qingwu's wrist, pulled her forward and gestured to her for a few paintings in the painting tube.
In a moment of contemplation, that familiar golden luck had already entered Qin Qingwu's body.
"Then I'm here!"
Qin Qingwu didn't shirk it anymore, her jade hand stretched out and touched one of the paintings, she didn't hesitate, and decisively pulled it out.
"Haha......!" a mocking voice rang out.
"I'm sorry master, you still miscalculated!" said the Hong Kong businessman surnamed Zheng proudly, picking up a painting and slowly unfolding it.
"This one is the real one, the one you drew is an imitation from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. ”
What a master, but so, pretending to be so similar to now, it's not to reveal its original form!
Huh?
Qin Qingwu looked at the one he had smoked in his hand, and looked innocent in the face of Zhang Chunan.
"This ...... You can't blame me, can you?"
"How come, what you drew is real!" Zhang Chunan said affirmatively.
He had every reason to believe that Qin Qingwu might have grabbed a jackpot even if he grabbed a lottery ticket just now, how could he draw a fake painting?
"Young man, if you can't afford to lose, just give in, I don't have to worry about your bet!"
Half of the equity of the MISS Qin Hotel doesn't matter to him, if he really takes it, he is suspected of bullying the juniors, anyway, he has already got the pleasure of winning.
"It's you who loses!What I drew is definitely the real thing!" Zhang Chunan said with a look of certainty.
"Why do you say that what you drew is real?" Zheng surnamed Gang Shangdao, this young man, is simply shameless.
"Then why do you say that what I drew is fake, and what you are holding in your hand is real?" Zhang Chunan said.
"This "Spring Tree and Autumn Frost Picture" was purchased by me at the Harbour City auction for 20 million, and several of the most authoritative experts appraised ......!"
"Then I can only say that they are pseudo-experts and don't know the goods!" Zhang Chunan immediately interrupted him.
He didn't understand calligraphy and painting, Zhang Chunan could only be sure that what he asked Qin Qingwu to draw was definitely genuine.
"Young man, what do you mean? You said I spent 20 million to buy a fake painting?" The Hong Kong businessman surnamed Zheng sneered, and his face twisted.
"Yes, the real painting is the one I chose! You treat it as a fake painting, but you treat it as a treasure!" Zhang Chunan gestured to the one in his hand.
"Young man, don't be too crazy! Come out and mingle, you can't just rely on your mouth to talk wildly!" The Hong Kong businessman surnamed Zheng was already extremely unhappy.
I really don't understand how Qin Jiang got together with such a young man, he is open-mouthed, he doesn't say anything, he is so unsympathetic, his self is inflated to the extreme, and he doesn't shed tears when he doesn't see the coffin.
Because this is Qin Jiang's home field, this young man is Qin Jiang's guest, so he didn't get mad and tear his face, but this young man is too ignorant of lifting.
Saying that he spent 20 million to buy a fake painting is not only scolding those experts for being pseudo-experts, this is simply scolding him for being a fool in disguise!
Of course, Qin Jiang continued to be a peacemaker at this time, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou is so sure, I believe there must be a reason for him." Mr. Mo happened to be present at today's auction, so why not ask Mr. Mo to help identify it when the time comes?"
"Yes, Mr. Mo is the top antique expert in China, especially in calligraphy and painting!"
"Okay, young man, I'll convince you today!"