Walking through the lobby to the elevator room, I happened to meet the girl waiting for the elevator again. The girl glanced at Ximen Jing and walked to the other elevator with a look of disdain. It was also her bad luck that there were eight elevators in the elevator room, and only Ximen Jing was the first to arrive.

Ximen Jing got on the elevator, raised his toes to block the door, poked his head out and asked, "Do you want to come up!"

The girl raised her proud head and muttered in a low voice, "I'd rather take the stairs than sit with you." ”

For this kind of arrogant chick, Ximen Jing has always been respectful and stays away, but today he is so polite because he bumped into her and felt guilty in his heart.

In the reception room last time, Ximen Jing finished drinking a cup of tea, and when he was impatient, Bai Kuohai was late, and as soon as he entered the door, he said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let my nephew wait for a long time, I just coaxed Ling'er's girl." ”

He has a granddaughter named Bai Ling, Ximen Jing has heard of it, and vaguely remembers that he should have seen it when he was a child, a few years younger than himself, and now he should be seventeen or eighteen, why should he be coaxed?

Bai Kuohai sat down opposite, frowned and said: "Oh, I have a headache, the ghost is weird, the bigger it is, the less worry-free it is, isn't this just downstairs I don't know which bastard drove and touched it, and I lost my temper when I went back to the room!"

That girl turned out to be the granddaughter of the white old man, no wonder she was so arrogant. Ximen Jing's face turned black with embarrassment, thinking that the girl should not let the girl know that this official was here, otherwise there would be nothing to talk about, so he pretended to be concerned and asked: "Is the person okay, I have an acquaintance in the hospital, if you don't take her to check it out, you can rest assured." ”

Bai Kuohai waved his hand and said: "It's just a little bit of skin, it's no big deal, why did the virtuous nephew suddenly have idle time today, come and see me, an old man who has half cut into the ground."

"A few days ago, I happened to go back to the old house, and found a few things, which seem to be antiquities, I don't understand them when I am young, so I specially brought them to my uncle to see, if you want to like them, you can stay and play, anyway, it is not a valuable object. Ximen Jing said, took out a few antiques from the cardboard box and put them on the coffee table.

Zun kiln bottles, Lang kiln jars, Xuan kiln cover bowls, and the opening pieces of Ge kiln, with a total of seven or eight pieces of porcelain, exude simple and heavy colors under the light.

All old people like antiques, especially those who are rich and elegant, Bai Kuohai's eyes lit up, he reached out and picked up the three-legged pen wash of the brother kiln, looked at it in his hand for a long time, and took out a magnifying glass from his pocket and looked at it carefully.

He looked very carefully, as if he didn't let go of a single line, and put down the thing for a long time before saying: "Virtuous nephew, the knowledge and workmanship of this thing belong to the top grade, and the materials are also exquisite, it should be the soil in the old pit, but it is not from the Northern Song Dynasty, if the old man is not mistaken, it should be a high imitation of the Ming and Qing dynasties, well, the Qing Dynasty may be the largest!"

Originally, Ximen Jing's heart was warm for a while, and when he heard this, he instantly cooled down again, if the real thing must be worth silver, the imitation will be finished, it seems that those are almost the same, no wonder he didn't find any spirit formation on it, and there was not even a spiritual power fluctuation.

Although he felt uncomfortable in his heart, Ximen Jing still pretended to be calm on the surface. It's not that he's hypocritical, but that he must pretend to be so in business, otherwise everything will be on his face and make people feel shallow.

Several other things were also passed through Bai Kuohai's hands, and every time he looked at the same, he shook his head with a little pity on his face, and it took a long time to say, "That's all?"

Ximen Jing said with a smile: "There is still a little bit in the car below, but it should be roughly the same." ”

Bai Kuohai's face was full of disappointment, obviously lost interest, picked up the tea, took a sip gently, and said: "Then I won't look at it, it's all about the same anyway, it stands to reason that your family should also have two family heirlooms, why are there some left!"

"Hehe, it was originally something that couldn't be used, and I didn't care, I just took it to show you casually, since it was a fake, it was also worry-free, and I threw it away when I turned around, and it was an eyesore. ”

Bai Kuohai put down the magnifying glass in his hand, waved his hand and said with a smile: "Virtuous nephew, this is a mistake, although the thing is a fake, but this is a high imitation, and it is worth a lot!"

Bai Kuohai's arm swept over some things and said, "Together, it will be worth more than one million." ”

For Bai Kuohai, one million is the price of half a catty of tea, which may not be enough to drink for a month.

Having hair is not bald, and being worth a little money is considered a psychological consolation prize. Ximen Jing thanked him again and again, praised the old man's eyesight, and said that he would often ask him for advice in the future, and he would not hesitate to give advice.

Bai Kuohai had already seen through Ximen Jing's thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "The virtuous nephew brought these today, I'm afraid it's not just for the old man to pass by, is it going to use these as collateral?"

Ximen Jing smiled and said: "You are really sharp-eyed, not only look at antiques, but also look at people, the little nephew does have this intention today, but since it is fake, this mouth is difficult to open, if you don't mention it, I don't dare to mention it." ”

Bai Kuohai looked at the antiques in front of him, with a somewhat helpless expression, shook his head slightly, and said: "Use these things as collateral, borrow 50 million, it is indeed less, and the pledge can be at least tens of millions, so it is reasonable, or the old man will not be nagged to death by them!"

Ximen Jing turned a wry smile into a smile on his face, but it was more ugly than a bitter smile, he bowed his head and was silent, and planned to go back after chatting a few words, so that Lao Huang and the others could continue to sell these high imitations, and find a way to find another way by themselves.

Bai Kuohai kept paying attention to Ximen Jing's expression, and when he saw his expression, he said: "However, I still plan to lend you a loan, don't think about it for fifty million, five million is no problem, the old man will still put it here, one day you get a higher value mortgage, and then give you an additional loan!"

Ximen Jing was pleasantly surprised, although five million is a little less, but it can be in urgent need, at least a few competitions and exhibitions can survive. Hurriedly got up and said a word of thanks.

Bai Kuohai called the secretary Xiao Zhang, put away these things, and then wrote a check and receipt to Ximen Jing.

At this moment, the door opened, and a beautiful girl in pink came in.

Ximen Jing sighed instantly in her heart, this girl will not come sooner or later, but at this juncture, if she makes trouble, I am afraid that this matter will be hanging again.

Sure enough, as soon as Bai Ling entered the door, he saw Ximen Jing, first with a look of surprise, his face turned red in an instant, and then he glared at him fiercely, and then walked quickly in front of Bai Kuohai and whispered: "Grandpa, grandpa, the person who hit me just now is him!"