"What's in the box?"

The Song family saw that Song Yuan, who was hesitant to sell the broken antiques, changed their minds, and waited for Fan Yao and Qi Feng to leave, so they gathered in front of the box in an uproar, looked at the neatly placed antiques in the box, and their eyes showed confusion and puzzlement, they really couldn't see what was special about the antiques in the box.

The people who participated in the meeting were the main members of the huge family of the Song family, and their job was to take care of the various antique shops opened by the Song family, but they didn't know much about this transaction with the auction house, because Song Hualiang, a big trading city, personally went into battle, and they basically didn't know the type of antiques in the specific transaction of the road, and naturally they didn't know that the antiques in the boxes were exactly the same as the antiques to be sent to the auction house!

"Whether the Song family is saved or not depends on this box of antiques."

Song Yuan squinted his eyes, looking at the antiques lying in the box with complicated eyes, and had already made a decision in his heart, this is the only way to rescue the Song family from the dire state.

"Could it be that the box contains ......?"

The Song family pays attention to tradition like other families, Song Zhaohai also received knowledge of antiques since he was a child, and he is also very good at studying antiques, but the Song family has special connoisseurs, and they don't need to do it themselves.

A bold thought arose in his heart, and this bold thought made his breath stagnate!

"What?"

The rest of the Song family looked at Song Zhaohai, who was pale and reacted violently, puzzled, and didn't understand what was going on.

"Yes...... These? ”

Song Zhaohai's eyes stared straight at Song Yuan, and he wasn't sure if the guess in his heart was correct.

"Not bad."

Song Yuan took a deep breath and nodded gently.

"What the hell? We are all members of the Song family."

The rest of the Song family was even more confused, looking at the antiques and Song Yuan in the box with questioning faces, they really couldn't figure out what dumb riddles Song Zhaohai and Song Yuan were playing, and they all raised objections.

"Say?"

Song Zhaohai looked at Song Yuan inquiringly, after Song Hualiang lay down in a coma, now the head of the entire Song family is Song Yuan, and he can only say it if Song Yuan nods.

"Everyone in the Song family has the right to know about this matter." Song Yuan's strength seemed to have been taken away, his eyes narrowed, and his shriveled fingers pointed to the antiques in the box and said, "The antiques in this box are the antiques that were traded with the auction house. ”

"Really?"

The Song family was stunned, they all heard Fan Yao's words, this box of antiques was given to the Song family for free, according to what Song Yuan said just now, the value of the antiques sent by the Song family to the auction house is more than 10 million, how can the other party give a one-time gift of 10 million dollars? Could it be that the other party really wants to help the Song family get through the difficulties?

"The antiques in the antique boxes are the antiques we trade, but ...... It's all fake. ”

Song Yuan saw that all the Song family members were happy, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a wry smile, all of them had reached this point, and they even had illusions, and directly poured a basin of cold water on everyone.

"Fake?" The people who had just breathed a sigh of relief had their hearts raised to their throats again, and everyone asked in frustration: "How can the fake one complete the transaction?" Shall we deceive the auction house? The point is that can we deceive the past? ”

"If you don't try it, how can you know the Tao?" A sharp light flashed in Song Zhaohai's eyes, and he said in a firm tone, the biggest crisis facing the Song family now is the high compensation of more than 500 million yuan from the auction house, and the Song family has no chance to choose at all, there is only this way, and it is the only way to go.

"Wealth is in danger."

Song Yuan's eyes were confused, and he said to himself in a low tone.

The people of the Song family are collectively silent, yes, the Song family has been forced to the cliff, jumping off the cliff may encounter water under the cliff, and if you are lucky, you will definitely die, anyway, it is all death, it is better to fight with your life! In my heart, I acquiesced to Song Yuan's suggestion to send fake antiques to the auction house to take risks.

"The auction house is here."

The secretary respectfully led a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with combed hair to the office.

"Boss Song."

Qin Lehui looked at the dull office, he naturally heard about what the Song family had encountered in the past two or two days, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand with a smile.

"Director Qin, the purpose of your visit today is to verify that you will auction antiques tomorrow." Song Yuan easily concealed the anger in his eyes, remained silent, and reached out to shake Qin Lehui's hand.

Song Yuan has really seen the warmth and coldness of the world in the past two days, the real purpose of Qin Lehui's coming, he naturally knows it, and sighed secretly, fortunately, this batch of fake antiques was delivered in time, otherwise the auction house will definitely not give up today, and the high liquidated damages will definitely not be less, don't hope that the auction house will let the Song family go, this is the harsh law of the shopping mall!

The Song family, which was shattered at one time, is a ball that has lost its use value, and the auction house must be eager to kick it away!

"I received a call from you, and I have ordered someone to get ready." Song Yuan opened the lid of the box, and explained with a happy face: "Originally, they were all in the preservation vault, but I brought them out yesterday, which saved these antiques." ”

"Thankfully, fortunately."

Qin Lehui nodded with a smile, the purpose of his visit today was indeed to talk about the Song family's tone, and he directly took out the promotional book of the characteristics of the auction house from his pocket.

I found the Song family's auction on the promotional book, and after a cursory glance at the antique pictures on the auction brochure, I compared it with the antique in the box and found that it was exactly the same.

"It's okay."

Song Yuan saw Qin Lehui put away the notebook, and asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth, in just a few seconds, a dense layer of sweat had oozed from his forehead, but fortunately, Qin Lehui in front of him did not notice the abnormality of the antique.

I am very grateful to the big boss who sent the antiques, the craftsmanship of this batch of antiques is fake, unless it is carefully appreciated, it is impossible to find that it is counterfeit at all.

Qin Lehui checked the number of antiques again, and found that it was the same as the number recorded in the promotional book, nodded and replied: "Yes, the number and the type of antiques are the same."

By the way, please bring antiques to tomorrow's auction and go on time, and I also need to invite a special connoisseur to prepare for tomorrow's auction, so I won't bother you. ”

After Qin Lehui finished explaining, he turned around and left directly.

Song Yuan's tense nerves relaxed, and he found that his palms were already covered with sweat unconsciously.

"The verification has passed, but tomorrow the auction house still needs to review the antiques, if the auction house knows that we are transporting fake antiques, it will definitely not give up with us, and the reputation established by the Song family will also be swept away......

Thinking of what happened to the Song family in the future, Song Zhaohai frowned worriedly.

"Resignation?" Song Yuan sneered at the corner of his mouth, looked around at all the Song family members, and said in a low tone, full of majesty: "The Song family admits that the antiques are fake, and the auction house will not let the Song family go, so it is better to give it a go."

The reputation of the Song family may really be swept away, and even scolded by people in the antique world, but it is better than going bankrupt and being homeless. Haven't you always wanted to start another business? After the auction is over, you can separate and go about what you want to do, and I will never interfere.

However, before the auction is over, you must have kept your mouth shut for me, and I believe that I don't need to tell you about the serious consequences of this leakage, right? ”

"Understood."

The Song family all nodded solemnly, and they didn't need Song Yuan to remind them that they also knew the consequences of the leakage of the Dao, and whether the Song family could survive the difficulties was a matter of one move.

"But what about the connoisseur who will be in charge of the audit tomorrow? Are their eyes vicious? ”

Song Zhaohai asked, when the auction house sends the antique to the auction table, it will conduct a review to prevent the auction house from leaking fake antiques and causing damage to the reputation of the auction house.

"Whatever you think, you have to get the connoisseur."

Song Yuan's knuckles tapped the table, his eagle-like eyes flashed with a cold glint, and he said in a gloomy tone: "Now the report on the Song family is all about how unscrupulous the Song family is in order to achieve the goal, so we will unscrupulous once."

The auctioneers of the auction house must have weaknesses, no matter what they need or want, as long as they let the Song family successfully participate in the auction, the Song family will give it to them.

If there are connoisseurs who are not long-sighted, they will directly kidnap their relatives, I don't care what means you use, I only need one result, that is, the Song family's antiques will be auctioned successfully. ”

"Yes."

The Song family gasped, and their faces were a little solemn, but they also knew that this was the only feasible way now, and the Song family could develop and grow today, so it was inevitable to use some special means, and this time it seemed that special means must be used again.

"It's okay, let's break up the meeting, and think about the future plans of the Song family after going down." Song Yuan stretched out his hand and pressed his swollen head, he wasn't sure if his desperate approach would be effective, but he was sure that even if Song Hualiang was here, he would not speak out against his chance to save the Song family.

"Do you need to check it, give us a fake antique?"

Song Zhaohai suggested worriedly.

"No need, since it is a counterfeit antique, it will definitely not take the initiative to trouble itself, as soon as the auction is over tomorrow, the Song family will immediately end the antique business, even if the person auctioning antiques at the auction finds that the antiques are fake, it has nothing to do with our Song family."

Song Yuan's voice was weak and tired, he was originally just in charge of the family's antique appreciation, but now he was a little out of breath under such a heavy burden.

"Understood."

Song Zhaohai nodded in agreement and stopped talking, thinking about what means to use to control the connoisseurs of the auction house.

"You are Fan Yao and Qi Feng?"

Fan Yao and Qi Feng carried a heavy sack on their shoulders, and came to the door panting, and the brother of a taxi parked at the door asked the two people.

"Yes."

Fan Yao and Qi Feng gasped and nodded suspiciously.

"Someone asked me to pick you up and go to Saijiangnan." The elder brother explained with a smile at the two of them.

"I'll go." The corners of Fan Yao's mouth hooked up a helpless wry smile: "We are collecting garbage here, but Brother Hao has returned to Saijiangnan, this boss is too good at enjoying it......"

"Will you die if you don't say a word?"

Qi Feng glared at Fan Yao sweatingly, opened the trunk door directly, and threw the heavy broken antiques on his shoulders in the trunk.

"Why don't I have a good sister?"

Fan Yao looked at the scorching sun in the sky with resentful eyes, took a long breath, stretched out his hand to close the trunk, saw Qi Feng's murderous eyes thrown from the car, licked his face and smiled carefully opened the car door, curled up in the corner of the car, closed his mouth tightly, and did not dare to provoke Qi Feng who closed his eyes.