This young man named Zhang Ziqing seems to be about the same age as Qin Shoumo before, but that lawyer Qin looks gentle and approachable, and although the person in front of him has a lazy personality, he gives people a feeling that no one is close.

It's hard to connect this seemingly historic room with the age of the young man in front of him.

"Mr. Wei came to me in the hope that I could help you deal with this debt?" Zhang Ziqing sat back on the valuable recliner.

Weihai nodded, thought for a while, and said frankly: "To tell you the truth, borrowing money from a stranger who met for the first time is still such a large amount, until now I think it is a little incredible that I can do this." On the way to Jiangning, I felt that I was nervous, and I was even ready to run for nothing. But now that I'm really sitting here, after meeting Mr. Zhang, I believe what Lawyer Qin said, and this may be my only turning point. ”

"Turnaround? Like Mr. Wei said, we are just strangers meeting for the first time, how can Mr. Wei be sure that I will definitely help you? Just because I entered this room and found that I seemed to be rich? Weihai was stunned, and some didn't know how to answer.

In the communication with others on weekdays, the initiative is in their own hands, and the other party can only cater to their own ideas.

But now that he has a request for this young man, Weihai is a little at a loss and doesn't know how to deal with it.

But it seems that Zhang Ziqing doesn't care about his answer,

"1.3 billion is not a small amount, I can lend it to you, but what is Mr. Wei going to exchange it for?"

"Swap?" Weihai was a little puzzled, he was already ready for the other party to propose a high interest rate, but what does the exchange mean, is there anything he can look at from the other party?

"I have a 1,000-square-meter villa in Yuehai Villa in Pingjiang City, and when I bought it, I bought it for 100,000 yuan per square meter, and although the house price has fallen a little in the past two years, the market price per square meter can still be maintained at about 95,000 now......," Weihai said tentatively.

Zhang Ziqing shook his head,

"Mr. Wei thinks that material things can still arouse my interest?" Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to a pair of words on the right side of Weihai,

"Mr. Wei should be familiar with this character, right? I remember that in the early years, there was a copy of its fakes sold for 308 million yuan at the Guardian Autumn Auction held in Beijing, as if the person who won the calligraphy and painting, what is his name, Zhang Yiqian? Weihai's eyes widened, and he got up and leaned in front of the word to look at it carefully, and the whole person was almost pasted.

Sure enough, it is the "Peace Post" of Wang Xizhi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty! "Peace Post" and Zhang Yiqian are familiar to him, because at the auction in 2010, if he hadn't spent a lot of money to buy a hairpin for his wife in the Tang Dynasty Ping Zhaoyang, it would be hard to say who would have killed the "Peace Post".

Although he was robbed of his love by someone at that time for several months, he soon heard that Zhang Yiqian had found several famous calligraphy and painting masters and archaeologists in China to jointly identify the "Peace Post", and finally several people came to the conclusion that this calligraphy bought for 300 million yuan was just a fake that was very close to the authenticity.

Weihai, who learned of the incident, immediately called the person surnamed Zhang, and said yes

"Comfort", but he couldn't help laughing as he spoke, and the other party was just about to scold when Weihai hung up the phone.

"Looking at the material of the paper and the composition of the ink on the surface of the font, it does look like something from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but isn't the authentic handwriting of this character in the National Palace Museum in Taipei?" Weihai couldn't help but ask.

"When it's true and it's true, maybe what is in the National Palace Museum in Taipei is just a more realistic fake." Zhang Ziqing said quietly: "Mr. Wei thinks that your villa, which is worth nearly 100 million yuan, is there anything special about it compared with this room full of antique calligraphy and paintings?" Weihai was silent for a while, then sat back in his chair,

"The house and car are the only things I have that are worth the most money now, and I don't know what else can interest Mr. Zhang."

"I don't care about money, I can even lend you more money so that you can make a comeback after paying off your debts. And all this requires Mr. Wei to take out the most precious things in his life to exchange with me. Weihai was a little tempted, and this was indeed a great temptation for him.

1.3 billion is only enough to repay what is in front of you