Chapter 183. Go it alone

Since the end of the auction, Hai Baichuan has sent someone to find out the details of the white-haired old man who won the "handwriting of Wang Duo's poetry manuscript". Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Zekun, 73 years old, Chinese-American, living in Los Angeles, USA, is a well-known "invisible rich" of the Los Angeles generation, operating hotels, real estate, and construction companies. has a son and a daughter, both of whom now live in the United States, each with their own careers, one is a lawyer, and the other helps to manage the family business.

Wang Zekun loves calligraphy, and it is said that cursive calligraphy has reached the level of calligraphy. The Qing Dynasty calligrapher Wang Duo was highly respected, and this was the main reason why he bid for the authenticity of this poem.

After learning about these circumstances, as the big boss of New Century Company, Hai Baichuan personally visited him to discuss the matters after the auction was completed, during which Hai Baichuan reminded the other party several times that if he felt that the auction price was too high, he could choose to give up, and New Century would not charge any form of deposit.

However, the old man Wang Zekun just smiled and said, "I'm not bad for money." ”

Hai Baichuan immediately returned home, knowing that it would definitely be very difficult to persuade the old gentleman to give up the poem manuscript that he had already bid on. The old man Wang Zekun didn't deliberately embarrass the sea, and added when he left, "If you want me to give up this poem, it's okay, let the treasure bearer come to me directly, I don't like good middlemen to bargain."

What does this sentence mean, Hai Baichuan first felt that his identity seemed to be bad, and he still needed Lin Yi, the seller, to come out.

Fortunately, the relationship between Hai Baichuan and Lin Yi is also "extraordinary", especially when Lin Yi abducted his daughter, if he doesn't give this face, it will be too much to say.

Lin Yi is very popular, but in the collection circle in Hong Kong, for the small team he is in, except for Su Xue who knows his amazing development deeds, everyone else treats him as the former Lin Yi. The three old men Yue Han, Wang Zhen and Jiangdong are related to when he will go back to the mainland with him, Xu Dashao is concerned about whether Lin Yi and his little lady have a good thing. Su Xue didn't care about anything, she had already cut off her relationship with Hui Shao, and she didn't care about the pursuit of Xiong Agent, and she became a lot silent, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

All in all, the team is basically the same as before, and everyone is enjoying their time in Hong Kong with great regret, while waiting for the clarion call to leave for home.

During this time, Lin Yi was also very cherished with Begonia. Speaking of which, since the surprise at the auction, the begonias have returned to their original appearance.

It's still a khaki bag, it's still a sassy and neat little ball, it's still non-stop helping grandma fix TVs, helping grandpa do carpentry work, and still eating fish balls and cheap skewers on the street like a woman......

Begonias have not changed.

Lin Yi was very happy, because the begonia he knew was like this, not the eldest lady who wore expensive clothes and was as unreachable as a fairy.

Begonia helped those old people, and Lin Yi was next to him, and the two of them were happy.

But when Lin Yi was busy, Hai Baichuan found him, directly threw Wang Zekun's matter to him, and then left a sentence, "Lin Yi, you can watch it!" ”

This kind of attitude, this kind of artificiality, clearly regarded himself as his father-in-law, and the hard-working Lin Yi had no choice but to put down the work in his hand, say goodbye to Begonia, and go to the meeting alone to meet the Chinese-American old man Wang Zekun.

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Mr. Wang is really not bad for money, why do you say that, the place where people live in Hong Kong is the Grand Hyatt Hotel near Victoria Harbour, living on the eighteenth floor, it is said that it is contracted all year round, and his old man generally comes to Hong Kong once in three or five years, which means that the room under this package is empty almost all year round.

Lin Yi took the elevator to the eighteenth floor, but the housekeeper who served the old man Wang told Lin Yi that the old man was not in the room, but on the balcony of the hotel, that is, on the roof.

Lin Yi was surprised, why did he run to the top of the building.

Taking the elevator, Lin Yi came to the top floor of the Grand Hyatt Hotel again, that is, the big balcony at the highest point of the hotel, and then he was stunned---

Lin Yi clearly remembers that he once watched a star movie called "Shaolin Football". Among them, Wu Mengda, the "golden right foot", lives on the roof of the building with "beautiful scenery and wide vision", and calls it the "best unit" of the building.

At that time, Lin Yi still thought it was funny, and felt that this Wu Mengda was too good at making fun of suffering, too good at self-comfort, who would live on the roof of the building, and it was awesome.

But everything in front of him broke all Lin Yi's imagination, and he saw that on the balcony on the top floor of the entire building, surrounded by greenery, flower pots made of plastic foam boxes were planted with green plants, including tomatoes, loofahs, gourds, and grapes......

It was the end of autumn now, and I saw that all those plants were fruitful, hanging on the shelves, looking bloated and lovely.

Pink and white gourds, tender green loofahs, bright red tomatoes, and fist-thick loofahs......

A few small bees buzz around these greenery, as if singing a cheerful song, and under the rainbow swaying in the setting sun, sketching a leisurely picture of a farmhouse in the field.

Look at these green sheds, there is a recliner at the end, on the recliner lies a white-haired old man, a wide Tang shirt, soft cloth shoes, holding a small red clay teapot, listening to Cantonese opera, leisurely rocking the rocking chair, drinking tea.

This scene, this appearance, where is the rooftop, is simply a leisurely farm life.

The white-haired old man had already seen Lin Yi, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "You're here." "It doesn't seem to be a surprise that Lin Yi is here.

Lin Yi couldn't help but glance around again and said, "Yes, I'm here." ”

"Hehe, I knew you were coming...... How about some tea? ”

"No, I'm not here for tea." Lin Yi said.

The old man nodded, "How is it, do you like this place?" ”

Lin Yi glanced around and sighed: "It's very unexpected." ”

"That's right, in Hong Kong, a metropolis where every inch of land is valuable, it is a ---luxury to be able to see such a green idyllic scenery," said the old man--- Wang Zekun leisurely.

"Extravagance comes at a price, you know, I had this foam box full of dirt transported from downstairs to here, and it cost a whole 10,000 Hong Kong dollars, and I connected the water pipes, built the shelves, arranged the whole pergola, and set up the pantry...... It cost 20,000 Hong Kong dollars, which means that all this you see in front of you is what I spent 30,000 yuan to come up with. ”

"You're really rich." Lin Yi seemed to be smiling.

"Are you sarcastic about me, or are you complimenting me?" Wang Zekun looked at Lin Yi with a smile.

"Neither, I just think your hobby is special." Lin Yi replied.

Wang Zekun stood up, held a small teapot in one hand, walked slowly to Lin Yi, and said, "I heard that you also have a very good hobby, like to go to the used book stall to buy old books?" ”

"Yes."

"Then you must understand me, I am a farmer myself, my eyes are these green and red melons and fruits, and my bones are black and dirty. I never expected to make a fortune, or to become a multimillionaire or a billionaire with a lot of money...... My dream is simple, when the sun sets, I lead the cow home, and then lie on the grass in the backyard and count the stars; After the heavy rain, hide under the lotus leaves, like a crown, and draw while herding cattle......"

"But the world is unpredictable, because of the war, I have to stay away from home, because of life, I have to travel to the United States, in order to survive I wash dishes and dishes, work more than ten hours a day, looked down on by whites, ridiculed by blacks, as long as I resisted, I was beaten and bruised......"

"Many Chinese wandering abroad have no dignity, let alone status. Their so-called democracy is only valid for themselves, and for us, we are always outsiders. Later I started the herb business, became the number one herb supplier in Chinatown, and I started doing hotels, real estate, and a lot of the construction business that Americans started running--- and Los Angeles was a good place, or at least a good place to start a business. I was successful there--- I can say that I was really successful if I measured it in terms of money alone. But when I look back at my life, I realize that I have lost so many ......."

"Do you know why I'm talking to you so much? It's very simple, first, I'm telling you that I'm a successful person, not an ordinary little person, and you have to give me a reason to give up that poem; Second, I'm telling you that I'm not bad for money from start to finish, I'm just chasing my dream, no matter how much money I need to spend to get to that dream; Third, I think you are very interesting, at least more interesting than your big boss Haida, so I gave you the opportunity to meet and talk. Okay, I'm done, what do you want to say? Wang Zekun looked at Lin Yi with sharp eyes and said with a smile.

Lin Yi was silent.

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If you have to compare it, then the Wang Zekun in front of him is simply an invulnerable cotton man, with needles hidden in the cotton, which is not easy to deal with.

However, Lin Yi was really unwilling to sell his original manuscript of poetry, even if the other party gave out 80 million Hong Kong dollars, a total of 68.68 million yuan, he was unwilling.

That's right, Lin Yi likes money very much, but he prefers to collect. Especially now that he is actually in a good condition, has a certain amount of savings, has an honorary job, and still earns a million a year, there is no need for him to really sell this precious manuscript.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Yi felt that it was necessary to tell the other party the inside story of the auction that was not visible, maybe after knowing it, the other party would change his mind.

Lin Yi took a deep breath, and then said to Wang Zekun: "In fact, the prices you shoot are all fake, and we use 'childcare'!" ”

This sentence definitely requires a lot of courage, after all, admitting their mistakes, many people can't do it.

After Lin Yi said this, he waited for the old man Wang Zekun to react, in his opinion, even if the other party was not angry, he would definitely be angry, and then shook his hand, "This auction is invalid!" ”

But he was wrong---

I only heard the old man Wang Zekun say very calmly, "I know all this!" (To be continued.) )