Ten minutes ago, in the luxurious surveillance hall of Saijiangnan, large and small LCD monitors were hung on the walls, and every move in the corridor hall of the entire hall was fed back on the monitor screen. As a top-level guild hall, Saijiangnan naturally does not dare to relax its security facilities, especially the decorations in the guild hall, many of which are genuine products worth hundreds of thousands, but at this moment, all the personnel in charge of monitoring are staring straight at the picture played on the screen, which is Jiang Hao's chic action when he appraisals porcelain in the corridor.

Who is this man? How can the appraiser porcelain be so powerful, it is even more powerful than some appraisers who often come! A young man in work clothes with a youthful pimple on his face, looking at the screen with admiration, his mood was excited, and his expression was like a hardcore fan seeing the idol of his dreams.

"It's indeed the first time he's coming to our hall, at first I thought it was stealing, but I didn't expect people to be appraising, such a young appraiser, it's really rare!" The monitor who first discovered Jiang Hao's abnormality paid attention to Jiang Hao's identification movements, and his mouth was amazed.

"The most powerful thing is that all the porcelain identification results are correct." A white and obese monitor, incredibly muttered to himself, they know the decorative collections on the wall well, and the appraisal and evaluation that Jiang Hao passed into his ears are exactly the same as the porcelain introduction of memory in his mind, and it is not bad at all.

"What's even more exaggerated is this!" The young man who first discovered Jiang Hao's abnormality looked excited, skillfully manipulated the mouse, and instantly dispatched the action picture of Jiang Hao inserting bodyguards in the restaurant.

"The movements were so sharp, I didn't see him holding a fork or a knife."

Everyone in the monitoring room stared at the picture that had been slowed down many times with bated breath, and they were all as emotional as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, due to the problem of the shooting angle, they didn't see how Jiang Hao got the fork, but the sharp movements were enough to make up for the regret in their hearts.

"This is definitely a man of God." The white fat man pressed his passionate heart, and then made a suggestion: "I think I should report it to the boss, doesn't the boss like to make friends with all kinds of powerful people?" ”

"Yes, this kind of powerful appraiser, the boss must like it very much." Everyone nodded in agreement, and sent the first monitor to discover the video to report directly to the boss.

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"Make a bet and win it back?"

Song Hualiang squinted his eyes and glanced at Jiang Hao, who was indifferent, and loved to agree or not to agree, knowing that Jiang Hao would definitely not be so kind and easily return the Qing Dynasty Qianlong hexagonal pen holder in his hand, the so-called gambling game in front of him was definitely a trap for Jiang Hao, but even if it was a trap, he had to get into it.

His batch of porcelain is to be sent to the auction house for auction, each piece of porcelain has a special identification mark, once lost there is no substitute, and the genuine Qing Dynasty Qianlong hexagonal pen holder is not just to be found, and even if it is found, it cannot be exactly the same style.

The most important thing is that they have signed an auction agreement with the auction house, and this time they are just going to send the porcelain over and go through a process, and once the verification is completed, they will successfully enter the next auction process.

There are strict provisions in the signed auction agreement, if the auctioneer is unable to deliver the lot normally in accordance with the procedures when the time comes, according to the signed contract, the Song family needs to pay three times the market price for each piece of porcelain.

The purple clay pot of Ming Chengzu that had just been broken was damaged and could not be repaired, and it was sold at a market price of 1.5 million, and he needed to pay the auction house nearly 5 million liquidated damages for the purple clay pot just now.

The Song family and the auction house have always been a win-win cooperation, and have always cooperated quite smoothly, but they didn't expect that there would be such a big mistake, if it was a few days in advance, maybe relying on the relationship established in the past, there is still room for reversal, but now there is no way back.

The auction house has taken detailed photos of this batch of porcelain for many days in advance, marked with a specific introduction to the porcelain, and made a detailed poster, and various publicity advertisements in the early stage were cast out, which must not be withdrawn, and it is impossible to withdraw it.

On the day of the auction, collectors from all over the country came to conduct the auction, but found that the auction house did not advertise the items, and the entire auction house was estimated to be blacklisted by the collector immediately.

Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles! The purple clay pot is the main event, but the bottom is separated and broken, how to explain this to the auction house?

"Hey!"

Song Hualiang was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, he was very annoyed in his heart, he shouldn't be angry, what kind of bet, if he didn't ask Jiang Hao to prove the authenticity of the purple clay pot, he wouldn't be able to make such a big mess, anyway, the porcelain has been identified by the people of the auction house, even if it is a fake, it has nothing to do with him, why is he so confused!

"What are you going to bet on?"

Song Hualiang decided to listen to the content of Jiang Hao's bet first, and then make a judgment, if it is really easy to win, he will simply take another risk, if he does not even have the slightest chance of winning, even if he spends several times the price, he must buy the Qianlong hexagonal pen holder of the Qing Dynasty from the new and send it to the auction house safely, this really can't make the slightest mistake.

The old man Jiang Zhongshan had a smile on the corner of his mouth, he wanted to buy a painting, but he unexpectedly watched a good show, and today the purple clay pot identification has been reported, and I am afraid it will be praised as a legend.

is so talented and accomplished in appraisal, he can force Old Man Song into chaos, this kind of talent, you have to find a way to stay in the Jiang family! Jiang Zhongshan's eyes swept to Jiang Yuan, who was looking at Jiang Hao with concern, thinking about whether to use the beauty trick.

"This bet is very simple, it is to prove whether the painting is really made by Huang Gongwang!" Jiang Hao's eyes forced him to look at the hesitant Song Hualiang, and said in a resolute tone: "You have always despised my ability, I just want to prove to you the same thing, how bad your Song family's vision is." ”

Jiang Hao is fearless, just now he has successfully cracked the secret of the counterfeiting of ancient paintings, he just wants to continue to persecute Song Hualiang, he wants Song Hualiang to pay the price for his stupid language.

"This?"

Song Hualiang looked at Jiang Hao, who was swearing, and couldn't help but take a few more glances at the ancient paintings, could it be that the ancient paintings were really fake? How is it possible, so many experts have personally identified it without a problem, could it be that he has a unique eye and can identify the ancient paintings as fake?

Song Hualiang has always had difficulty accepting Jiang Hao's talent in appraisal, and he is very firm that the ancient painting is genuine, this painting has been with him for many years, is his vision not as good as a yellow-haired boy?

"Bet on it, don't you still be afraid that you won't succeed!" Seinfeld changed into clean clothes, limped into the room, staring at Jiang Hao angrily, if it wasn't for the timely dodge just now, maybe the little brother was burned, at this moment he wanted to peel Jiang Hao's skin and bones, in order to calm the anger in his heart.

"How do you need to identify?" Song Hualiang looked at Jiang Hao cautiously: "I want to hear your appraisal methods." ”

Just now, the purple clay pot did not ask in advance about the identification method, which led to the tragic release, if you ask in advance, it is impossible to cause such a huge loss!

"Anyway, the final result is a fake painting, so why care about the identification method?" Jiang Hao continued to unashamedly stimulate the grandparents of the Song family, wanting to psychologically blow the other party to the point of incompleteness and uselessness, and finally destroy the pride and self-esteem of the two people.

"This painting is worth seven million, even a little bit of dust is a huge loss, just because you say it's fake, it's really a fake." Seinfeld was too excited to pull the wound on his leg, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, hating Jiang Hao's arrogance so much that he was itching at the root of his teeth, but he was helpless.

"I'm the judging standard, I said it's fake, he can't be true, don't talk nonsense, if you bet, let me identify it quickly, and if you lose, I'll accompany you Qing Dynasty Qianlong Hexagonal pen holder, besides, how can I lose with my water products, it's really a waste of everyone's time." Jiang Hao played with the pen holder in his hand, and glanced impatiently at Song Hualiang, who was always hesitant.

The old man Jiang Zhongshan knew that it was time to play by himself, and coughed a few times and suggested: "I have a way to get the best of both worlds." ”

"Tell me about it." Song Hualiang's face softened a little, his ancient painting was originally going to be sold for Jiang Zhongshan, but he killed a roadblock halfway and interrupted the initial transaction.

was so troubled by Jiang Hao, whether the ancient painting is real or not, has become a common knot between the two parties to the transaction at this moment, and if this knot that hinders the transaction is not removed, Song Hua's conscience will definitely not continue rashly anymore.

"Okay." Jiang Hao glanced at the calm Jiang Zhongshan gratefully, knowing that Old Man Jiang was going to come out to help him.

"My method is very simple, if the painting is identified as genuine, no matter what is contaminated on the painting because of the identification, and to what extent it is contaminated, our Jiang family will buy it according to the original agreed price, and will never use it to lower the price."

"If ......" Jiang Zhongshan did not continue, this was already a big concession he could make, because he was also very curious about how Jiang Hao judged the ancient paintings to be fakes, but he never saw the slightest clue.

"This suggestion is very good, acceptable, and not to suffer."

A hearty voice suddenly sounded at the door of the hut, and a burly figure about one meter eight tall walked straight into the hut with leisurely steps, and nodded with a smile at Jiang Zhongshan and Song Hualiang.

"The boss of Saijiangnan, Sai Dongdao!"

Ningbo gave Jiang Hao a brief introduction in a voice that only two people could hear.