Chapter 1120: Despicable Saint?
Old Malone was also sweating, and said in a deep voice: "I asked just now, Google's administrators have been deleting posts and banning them, but there are still people who keep posting the same type ......of posts, not only Google, but also Yahoo and several other websites."
An employee next to him said in a trembling voice: "This is not normal, there is definitely someone behind the scenes to incite public opinion." ”
"These damn Chinese people......" Duke Mountbatten's heart tightened slightly, he sat down a little lost, took a few deep breaths, and said reluctantly:
"Can you get them to Google them, ban posting that contains, Sotheby's, cultural relics, fakes, these keywords?"
Old Malone clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice: "I asked, no, this is not in accordance with federal law, we need to get the consent of the federal government?"
"Federal government?" Duke Mountbatten listened, and couldn't help but be a little sad and angry, and clenched his fists and said:
"What's the point of waiting for us to apply, and for those parliamentarians to discuss it, but I'm afraid that the incident is out of control? Don't they understand? When our reputation is over, all countries will come to their museums to ask for cultural relics. ”
At this time, a huge sense of anger and humiliation boiled in Mountbatten's chest.
The Chinese cultural relics in his hands are all real, and the Chinese people are fake, transferred, and deceived the world by various means in front of people all over the world!
Obviously their Sotheby's Group is the victim!?
Why are the people scolding them!?
Can't the federal government stand firmly on their side?
Old Malone and Fermat were silent, of course those officials in the federal government knew what was at stake, but there were always people who wanted to profit from it and fight political opponents, and it was impossible to pass a resolution so quickly.
If it were the Chinese government, the situation would have been completely different.
Think about the reaction of the Huaxia government to Su Huai's detention last time......
At this time, I heard Fermat, who put down the phone, and exclaimed:
"Just now the director of Ferrari Keller called to return the "Sunflower" he had sold last month, and there was no Sir Sigurt of Portugal, and he asked to return it, and he bought those vases six months ago. ”
Old Malone said angrily: "These bastards who have fallen into the well!" The cultural relics market really began to collapse......
At this time, I heard the secretary push the door in and say a few words in the ear of the old Malone.
"What's the matter?" asked the Duke of Mountbatten, impatiently.
"Director Ouyang and Su Huai came, saying that they wanted to talk about Chinese cultural relics. Old Malone said with a calm face.
"......" Duke Mountbatten was silent for a few moments before waving, "Let them in." ”
Director Ouyang, who came to the door, strode with his head held high, heroic, as if he was ten years younger, and sat directly in front of Duke Mountbatten, and before he could speak, Duke Mountbatten glared at him and asked:
"Director Ouyang, those people who keep posting on the Internet to smear our group are all your people, right?"
"Eh~ Duke, you misunderstood what you said, there are so many Chinese in New Europe, everyone cares about China, how can anyone be in charge?"
Director Ouyang categorically denied it, but it was clearly an expression of "I did it, what can you do with me?"
Duke Mountbatten's lungs were about to explode, and he sneered:
"Director Ouyang is really kind, but you obviously know the value of the Chinese cultural relics in our hands, otherwise you wouldn't come to me now. ”
"I know what's the use? Huaxia people don't believe it, what's the use of you keeping those cultural relics?" Director Ouyang said lightly.
"What if it's useless?" Mountbatten looked at Director Ouyang fiercely and said, "Those people don't believe it for a year, I'll wait for ten years, if it doesn't work for ten years, I'll wait for a hundred years, and one day the Chinese people will know the value of the Chinese things in my hand and buy these things back with real money." ”
Director Ouyang put down the teacup in his hand and smiled:
"Duke, if you keep so many cultural relics for a hundred years, I'm afraid that the manpower and material resources are not a small number, will you be able to return to the original at that time? Not to mention that if such a big thing happens, the reputation and stock price of your Sotheby's company will probably plummet, and you can really survive until 100 years later? I'm afraid that you won't become a pile of waste products at that time, right?"
The scene suddenly quieted down, Director Ouyang was the key point of Sotheby's, the previous firecrackers and firecrackers were rude, the group was already in trouble, and the "Raiders of the Lost Ark" film group invested a lot of money, but was blocked by "Drunken Fist 2", the box office was not as expected, and Sotheby's was already stretched.
If you add to this the loss of the auction house, the most profitable lifeline, I am afraid that the entire group will fall apart.
"This doesn't have to worry about Director Ouyang. Mountbatten's expression remained unchanged, and he turned his head and asked Su Huai:
"Mr. Su, I want to know how the fake bronze mirror was made? I just figured out the rusty bumps, and they should have been pasted, but how the mirror was treated so perfectly, I couldn't figure it out. ”
Su Huai said indifferently: "This is an old-fashioned method in ancient China, which is to rub the mirror surface with mercury, alum, and antler ash mixed with Xuantin powder, which is called mirror grinding medicine......
Su Huai told Mountbatten the truth, so that he could understand that Sotheby's Chinese cultural relics, he Su Huai could imitate as much as he wanted.
"What about your "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival"? You shouldn't have the so-called genuine product in your hand, right?
I'm curious, how can you make old paper? 5 meters of old paper, I'm afraid it's much harder to find than rusty lumps, right? I'm afraid that paper made with tea dirt alone can't be hidden. ”
Duke Mountbatten's eyes flashed, and he wanted to tell Su Huai that he knew that Su Huai did not have the real "Qingming Riverside Map" in his hand.
"What's so hard about that. Su Huai smiled:
"Add gardenia and black tea to acorn shells. Gardenia water is brown, tea is deep red, and the water boiled from acorn shells is ochre yellow. With these three colors, you can bring out the old color and fragrant gray you want. Coupled with the embrittlement of ultraviolet radiation, it is really seamless, and the effect is much better than using tea scale alone. ”
In Su Huai's original time and space, there were many pieces of "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" that were circulated, and this kind of calligraphy and painting was originally an unsolved case, and it just depends on his words whether it is true or not.
When Duke Mountbatten heard this, the last trace of luck in his heart was finally shattered, this Su Huai far surpassed Sotheby's in terms of knowledge of appraising antiques and the technology of imitating antiques, and they couldn't match it at all.
No matter how many Chinese cultural relics they left behind, there was no point in them.
Duke Mountbatten stared at Su Huai deadly, and spit out a few words from between his teeth:
"Su Huai, you are known as the Sage of Huaxia, with such despicable means, aren't you afraid that future generations will know and laugh at you......"
"It's just a personal name, in the face of national righteousness, sticking to small things, it's not the work of a big husband......" Su Huai didn't move, looking directly at Mountbatten's eyes:
"It is a shame for me to keep the cultural relics of the ancestors of China in the hands of foreigners like you, as long as the cultural relics can be recovered, no matter what means are used, how despicable and shameless, I will do it. ”
Su Huai's words were resolute and ruthless, which made everyone at the scene stunned......