"Okay. ”

At this time, the middle-aged man looked helpless and said softly: "Mr. Huang, there is a gentleman outside who wants to chat with you in private." I don't know if you have the time?"

His tone was soft, his words were deliberate, and he was very tactful.

"Huh?"

Huang Jinbao's expression changed, and his face was a little gloomy: "What do you mean...... I've already paid for it. ”

"Oh, no...... Don't get me wrong, Mr. Huang. ”

When the manager heard this, he hurriedly defended: "The gentleman I am talking about is the original owner of this painting...... For a number of reasons, he commissioned the auction of the painting. ”

"I was afraid of any misunderstanding, so I waited until the formalities were completed and the transaction was successful, and I wanted to talk to him, hoping that you would give him a chance. ”

"What are you talking about?"

The gold treasure is inexplicable.

The middle-aged man spread his hands and said that he didn't know.

If not, he knows the details of the requester, and he has follow-up cooperation with the other party.

He wouldn't have taken the liberty of coming over and helping out.

In the final analysis, it comes from interests.

"Nope!"

The golden treasure is also crisp.

He's a busy man, and he doesn't know a guy who suddenly comes up to him and wants to talk to him.

What the hell......

So suspicious, how could he give the other party a chance.

If that person has bad intentions, isn't he asking for trouble?

"Uh......"

The manager was stunned and felt embarrassed. He observed his words and understood Huang Jinbao's concerns, so he hurriedly said: "Mr. Huang, I can guarantee that it is a real gentleman, and there will be absolutely no attempt to ......"

"I've got something. ”

Huang Jinbao continued to refuse.

Caught off guard, there was a click, and the door opened again.

An old man with gray temples, meticulously combed hair, and a very neat costume stood at the door. He bowed gently, the etiquette was very elegant, and his tone was apologetic: "%¥¥#¥%......"

Didn't understand, not English.

Actually, there is no unified official language in Zurich.

In this place, there are English, French, Italian, Spanish, Portuguese......

No more than 10 per cent of each language is used. It is in this environment that some people are fluent in various languages. The manager of the auction house is this kind of person.

He helped translate and expressed his apologies to Huang Jinbao: "This is Monsieur Louis, and he feels very sorry, guilty, and uneasy about his presumptuous visit......

“……”

The corners of Huang Jinbao's mouth twitched.

If someone comes, it is a young man or a middle-aged person, at this time, he will definitely have to go back.

I said no, but I still forced it......

Can't understand people?

However, what appeared in front of him was an old man in his fifties and sixties.

How much self-cultivation does the golden treasure have, but it can't be attacked.

“…… Say, what's the matter?"

Huang Jinbao waved his hand and asked the assistant and bodyguard to lift the oil painting and carry it away. Anyway, it is to let the person who comes realize that he is leaving, don't talk about anything if you have something to do.

When the person who came understood, he immediately spoke.

The manager dutifully translated: "Mr. Louie, I hope you ...... Take good care of the painting. At the same time, he also hopes that you will be able to promise him...... Within three years, he was allowed to ...... Redeem the painting. ”

"Oh, premium, premium redemption. ”

The manager said softly: "Mr. Louis said that this painting has been passed down in his family for hundreds of years. If not...... For some unspeakable reasons, I will not be forced to sell this painting. ”

Still, he hopes to buy the painting back within three years. ”

“……”

Everyone was speechless, what a request?

Reluctantly, don't sell it.

Sold and expected to be redeemed, when the auction is a pawn?

If you have this heart, why don't you pawn it?

However, it seems that the price of art mortgages is often not high.

I don't know why...... At the auction, the price of the artwork is very much speculated. But as soon as the mortgage is taken, no one is willing to take this plate.

Well, as you may all know, there's too much moisture in it.

“…… Why, I have to promise him? ”

At this time, Huang Jinbao felt very bad, and he complained: "I bought this painting...... I spent money to buy it, and now it belongs to my personal belongings, why should I agree...... Some unreasonable requests?"

“…… He also knew that it was presumptuous. ”

The manager hurriedly said, "But...... He hopes that you will understand, if this painting really can't go back to his family, then his ancestors may never be able to rest in peace. ”

"What do you mean?"

Huang Jinbao frowned, is this a moral kidnapping?

“&&##￥￥%……”

The old man explained, feeling a little emotional.

The manager's tone was as usual, and he said slowly: "The origin of this painting, the promotional materials, are not fully revealed. In fact, the painting is a gift, a gift from the master who created this oil painting to his ancestors. ”

"Back then, the painter lived in Switzerland to collect inspiration by living in the castle of Monsieur Louis's ancestors. Monsieur Louis's ancestor was a benevolent and artistic count. ”

"This Count, who has provided for the painter for three years, is in charge of his daily life, so that he can have no worries about food and clothing. ”

Three years later, the painter left Switzerland and, at the time of his parting, gave this work to Monsieur de Count, which he had created especially for him, and it was very memorable. ”

"Mr. Earl likes it very much, cherishes it, and collects it, and it has been passed down from generation to generation in the Earl's family, until now......"

The manager explained: "Monsieur Louis, for reasons of necessity, had to reluctantly sell the precious oil paintings. But he was sure that he would buy back the oil paintings within two years......"

"He can guarantee that at the time of the buyback, he can make a 30% premium. ”

The manager said softly: "Collect for two or three years, there is a premium of 30%, which can be regarded as a relatively successful investment, I hope Mr. Huang you will seriously consider ......"

“…… Earl?"

In an instant, Huang Jinbao turned around and glanced at Wang Feng and Zhang Chu.

"Where's the Count?"

He asked, "The Count of Graubünden?"

"Uh......"

The manager hesitated and said softly, "No...... Many years ago, Mr. Louis's family had already been removed, and the fief must have been canceled...... But his home is in Graubünden, and he does have a castle. ”

"Ahem. ”

The manager whispered, "So you don't need to worry about anything...... Mr. Louis may not have much cash on hand, but when it comes to assets, he can be trusted. ”

“…… That's it. ”

Huang Jinbao turned his head again and looked at Wang Feng.

"To be convenient with others is to be convenient with oneself. ”

Wang Feng's face did not change and said: "People are sincere, why should you not be close to people." ”

"Smack!"

Huang Jinbao clasped his hands together and thought deeply: "Yes, I am a good person, how can I be so cold-blooded and ruthless." Okay, Mr. Manager, please tell Louie...... Sir, I agreed to his request......"

“…… You are so merciful!"