Lao Liu smiled, "Who else can there be besides him? The eyesight of playing porcelain here today is okay, right? But only he sees that the old man's thing is a back color!"

Boss Feng nodded at Lao Liu, "You can really do it!" Forget it, let's say, how much do you want to sell this painting?"

"I pondered, he said that the low price will be given to me, or make up the whole amount, you only add 20% is a bit less. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Lao Liu replied.

Boss Feng smiled, "Boss Liu, you are good at the bathroom business, and there is no ambiguity in this antique." If you don't sell it on the spot, you are afraid that Sun Zhongyuan, who has high eyesight, will be uncomfortable, and in private, you plan to make me a lot of money?"

Lao Liu shook his head again and again, "Boss Feng, if you organize this exchange meeting, I have to give you face." If I have the heart to make your money, how can I tell you the reserve price? It's just that 20% is really too little. ”

"I'll tell you the truth. Sun Zhongyuan sold it to you for 1 million, although it is not high, but it is not a loss! Even if it is auctioned, the auction house will accept it if it is 11.2 million yuan. Lan Ying's painting is not cheap, but judging from the situation of this painting, if it is broken and there is no money, the communication between experts and hands is as high as 1.5 million, so there may be hesitation. I said that adding 20% is 1.2 million, which is not a slander to you. ”

Lao Liu said, "Boss Feng, you have to look at it like this, this Lan Ying's painting, if you put it for a few years, it will still be able to rise in a while!"

Boss Feng took a deep puff of cigarette, "Then you say, what is the minimum?"

"I don't know as much about the calligraphy and painting market as you do. But since it's going to come out, I can't be too casual, so let's do it, you add another 20%, 1.4 million, how about it?

Boss Feng looked at Lao Liu, "A few thousand yuan of the Republic of China is red, in exchange for a genuine painting of Lan Ying, if it were me, this painting would really not be sold! That's it!"

Lao Liu looked hesitant. Boss Feng shook his head, "It's 280,000 yuan, what kind of business can make money like this? ”

After speaking, Boss Feng turned around to leave.

Lao Liu couldn't see through whether he was really going to leave or wanted to get away with it, but it was really good to think about it. Lao Liu is playing with bamboo, wood, tooth horns and miscellaneous things, and the cost is less than that of antiques, and he is a relatively picky person, otherwise he would not have held a few thousand yuan of imitations of the Republic of China to the exchange meeting.

"Okay! Then that's it!That is, you Boss Feng, I'll give you this face!" Lao Liu stopped Boss Feng, "Earn less, earn less, in the future, Boss Feng needs my products for any projects, and I hope to support you a lot!"

Boss Feng actually wants to capture him, if Lao Liu doesn't stop him, he can add a little more when he turns around. However, he paved the way well in the early stage, and Lao Liu really accepted the price of 1.28 million.

"Lao Liu, I buy paintings for collection, you are making money and understanding each other!" Boss Feng nodded, "As for other business cooperation, it must be no problem!"

The two made an appointment to trade tomorrow morning, and then went back to their seats.

Lao Liu, who had made the money, returned to his seat, and was very happy at first, but after drinking two glasses of wine, he couldn't help but think about it, and the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt! Sun Zhongyuan didn't look like a scheming person! Isn't it, what is the way to remove this red round box? However, it is obviously a thing of the Republic of China!

He couldn't figure it out. The only thing that can be explained is that Sun Zhongyuan did not tell the truth, and he did not take his things in vain.

He didn't have a chance to understand.

Sun Zhongyuan had already thought about it, if Lao Liu didn't make a move after getting the painting, then he would be a friend worth dating. If you have a chance to turn around, you can help out.

But if you make a move, it means that this person is good at words first, and he is close to his own purpose is very strong, then there is no need to communicate. Sun Zhongyuan will inquire about this matter the next day.

If Lao Liu sells the painting, then he will be able to take out the treasure hidden in the red round box with more peace of mind.

In this painting, it is relative to make more money and less money, since it is such an opportunity, he will use it, and he will not worry about the money that may be less.

At this time, Sun Zhongyuan, Huo Xiaodong, and Chen Xiaoyi were in a small restaurant on a small street near Dongshan University.

The small restaurant introduced by Huo Xiaodong is not big, but it has three specialty dishes, and the name of the dish all has a "small": the same is small potato stewed beef, the same is fried chicken gizzard, and the same is small tofu.

Sun Zhongyuan and Huo Xiaodong, the two young people, ate happily, and Chen Xiaoyi was also full of praise.

After chatting for a while, Chen Xiaoyi realized that this young man surnamed Sun was Sun Zhongyuan, who had broken the Xiangbao Bureau! He couldn't wait to take something out of his bag and show it to Sun Zhongyuan. But there are no private rooms in this small restaurant, they eat outside. You can speak quietly, but this thing is taken out and designated to be seen.

"Mr. Sun, I originally had something I wanted you to look at. Chen Xiaoyi patted the leather bag in front of him.

After chatting with Chen Xiaoyi, Sun Zhongyuan felt that this person was actually a little upright, a little sour, and felt that he was "adding fuel to the fire" in the face of the colorful garlic bottle.

Moreover, Chen Xiaoyi speaks in a literary manner, like a literati, and does not seem to have the social habits of some players.

"This place is really not suitable, so let's go back and eat, let's change places, find a private room, and I'll invite you to have a cup of tea!" Sun Zhongyuan responded.

"I can't let Mr. Sun please, I please, I please!" Chen Xiaoyi hurriedly said.

"Uncle Chen, at your age, I can call you Uncle Chen, right? You can call me Little Sun! Sun Zhongyuan smiled, "I don't know what Uncle Chen does?"

"Oh, I'm the vice principal of Nancheng No. 1 Middle School. ”

"Ah, it turned out to be Principal Chen!" Huo Xiaodong shouted, "No. 1 middle school is a good school, I didn't get in by two points back then!"

"Vice Chancellor, Vice Chancellor. Chen Xiaoyi said, "I am a teacher. ”

Sun Zhongyuan was a little puzzled, "Principal Chen, the cost of antiques is not small! Moreover, if that colorful garlic bottle is complete and genuine, the price is not low, I think you want to get in!"

Indeed, a vice principal of a middle school has a small income, if he is a simple collector, he always buys and collects, how can he eat it?

Chen Xiaoyi smiled awkwardly, "It's not a secret, Humble Jing is in business, and he also supports me in collecting." ”

Sun Zhongyuan nodded, Huo Xiaodong covered his mouth, and said in his heart, it turns out that his wife is rich! However, my husband likes antiques, which is better than liking female students.

After eating, the three of them went to a teahouse and asked for a private room. In order to see things, I don't need any complicated tea art. After the waiter served the tea and closed the door and exited, Chen Xiaoyi took out the things.