Now that she has decided to sell collectibles to solve the problem of funds, Pepe decided not to waste time in the next two days, she didn't look at the old man, she went directly to the bedroom and locked the door, and one dodged into the space, and went straight to the collection room on the second floor of the small building.

Rummaging through the collection room, it didn't take long for her to pick out three works by well-known painters.

As early as after she learned to surf the Internet, she marked all the collections in the collection room, and pasted the history directly if she remembered the origin, and the one who didn't remember the origin checked the origin on the Internet, so the painters she selected for the three paintings all had great origins, and these paintings were:

A portrait of a countess by the 17th-century French classical painter Nicolas Poussin. (This countess was one of the owners of Yujue)

A landscape painting by the 18th-century French Impressionist painter Claude Monet. (After Mona's death, this painting was in the collection of Yujue's former owner)

A snowy scene by the eighteenth-century Russian landscape painter Savlasov. (Savlasov was born into a wealthy Russian merchant family, and one of the owners of Yujue was Savlasov's father)

After selecting the three famous paintings of celebrities, Pepe went out of the space to check several world-renowned auction houses directly on the Internet, found the contact number of Sotheby's auction house in San Francisco, and hurriedly called to consult, according to the requirements of the other party's operator, took pictures of the three lots to be auctioned separately, uploaded them to the computer, and sent an email.

The next morning, Sotheby's San Francisco branch replied by email, asking the collector to take the collection to the auction house for appraisal at an appointed time, and the email reply indicated that it was Sean Lawrence, the manager of the San Francisco branch of the auction house, and noted that the appraisal fee for the three paintings was 24,000 US dollars. This expenditure is currently a small amount of money for Pepe, and Pepe quickly replied to the email, agreeing to bring the painting over for appraisal at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon. After that, Pepe, who was determined, began to coax the old man to go back to Los Angeles.

After coaxing the old man on the plane in the afternoon, Pepe immediately called the lawyer Lanson and asked him not to go out after noon tomorrow, but to wait directly in the hotel, and she would drive to pick him up.

Speaking of Ranson, he was being thrown by Pepe in Silicon Valley to help her register for the institute.

Pepe, a small capitalist, understands very well the truth that "if you want a horse to run, you must give the horse a good meal", not only paid Ranson a high salary of 2,500 US dollars a day (Ransen's lawyer's consultation fee is 100 US dollars per hour), but also paid out of his own pocket to reimburse him for the accommodation fee of the Four Seasons Hotel in East Palo Alto in Silicon Valley, where the most ordinary business housing costs nearly 300 US dollars a night.

Silicon Valley (another name for Santa Clara Valley) is located right halfway between the southern tip of San Francisco and the city of Palo Alto, and Pepe calculated the itinerary, and drove from the apartment to Silicon Valley to pick up Ranson and then to San Francisco, which took about an hour and a half to drive.

As soon as the next morning's class was over, Pepe took the afternoon leave with Dr. Duma, and then rushed back to the apartment to pick up the three lots and set off in a hurry.

I went out on time at twelve o'clock, arrived at the door of the hotel in less than half an hour, called Uncle Ranson, and within a few minutes, Ranson was out of the hotel, Pepe honked the horn, and Ranson came over and opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Little Peel, why are you in such a hurry to find me in the afternoon?" Ranson asked.

Pepe smiled mysteriously, pointed to the back seat, and without answering, he twisted the car key directly, and the car was on the road again.

Ranson looked back and saw that there were three painting tubes reclining on the back seat, Ranson reached out and picked up one of them, turned the lid of the tube, and inside seemed to be a painting, at this time the roof of the convertible was open, and the speed of the car was accompanied by a strong wind.

Ranson was about to pull it out, Pepe shouted "wait", then pressed a button, the hood on the roof of the car closed, and the strong wind disappeared all at once. Then Pepe pointed to a box of wet wipes placed on the eaves of the front window of the car, and said to Ranson, "Uncle Ranson, wipe your hands clean first, and then take them out and look at them." ”

Ranson shook his head amusedly, took out a wet tissue, wiped his hands clean, and asked Pepe, "Can you open it now?" ”

Pepe nodded.

Ranson was so confused by Pepe, unconsciously and carefully pulled out the painting in the tube, looking at it was a snow painting, he looked at Pepe suspiciously, and didn't seem to react that this was a sub-famous painting.

Pepe pretended to be mysterious and said, "After reading it, quickly roll it up for me and put it in the painting tube,"

Ranson couldn't help the little girl, shrugged his shoulders, rolled up the painting again, stuffed it back into the painting tube, put it back in the back seat, and didn't continue to open the other two painting tubes, and asked directly: "Little Peel, don't you tell me that this is a famous painting, right?" ”

"The one you just held is a snow painting by the 18th-century Russian landscape painter Savlasov, and the other two are portraits of the 17th-century French classical painter Nicolas Poussin, and the other is a landscape painting by the 18th-century French impressionist painter Claude Monet." The little girl's tone was very light and breezy.

"What?" Ranson was startled, and his voice unconsciously amplified.

"Don't be so surprised, Uncle Ranson, we'll go to San Francisco now, I made an appointment with the agent of the Sotheby's department in San Francisco to do an appraisal, if the appraisal confirms that these paintings are genuine, I will entrust Sotheby's auction house to help me auction them, and you can help me palm the auction contract." Pepe knew that the appraisal fee of 20,000 four was just given to the auction house for free, and the painting must be real, but it still can't be said so definitely before the appraisal.

"Little Peel, where did you get these paintings from me?" Ranson also grew up watching this little girl, so his attitude towards her was like that of a nephew, he took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose, put them back on, and looked at Pepe with a stern expression.

"I picked up these paintings." Pepe lied without blinking.

"Pick up the leak?"

"That's right! When I first moved to my apartment in Palo Alto, I went to a nearby flea market one day on vacation and bought a second-hand carved wardrobe, and these paintings were hidden in the secret compartment of that wardrobe, and I stumbled upon them. "It's an outrageous lie.

"Why didn't you find out before the person who sold it?" Ranson still wasn't convinced.

"I bought this wardrobe because I fancy its carving, this painting is well hidden, I was still studying the carving when I accidentally found that there is a pattern that seems to be able to be cut open, and then" Pepe let go of the steering wheel with one hand and shrugged his shoulders: "I found the dark grid." So, I'm a lucky-girl! ”

The lie was plausible, and Ranson believed it.