"But how do you prove that your painting is real?" Leng Pingfeng suddenly said, rumors are rumors, of course he wants to confirm it.

"It's easy to do, don't you also collect antiques? Ask your antiques experts to come. Song Yu waved his hand directly.

"Good!"

Leng Pingfeng immediately called and began to call people, even Qu Jinbo and his gang also wanted to see if this painting was real.

"Hey!"

Xue Zhixian feels that her husband is too much? But thinking of her current family situation, she had no choice but to acquiesce.

"Song Yu ......"

Leng Mandie wanted to say something, but was stopped by Song Yu, and caressed her face lovingly with his big hand, "Okay Mandie, don't say anything, just listen to the arrangements below." ”

"Oh!" Leng Mandie's face was slightly red, so she had no choice but to stop speaking.

Seeing Song Yu touching Leng Mandie, Qu Xingmu became angry, but where did he dare to say anything, he was scared.

Leng Pingfeng was already making a phone call to shake people here, and there was not much time, but five or six people came.

There's no way, Tang Bohu's paintings are too shocking, and I can't do it if I don't want to attract people.

Besides, you can't call someone one, at least two people have to confirm each other.

"Master Leng, where is Tang Bohu's painting?" An old man in a sixtieth century asked anxiously.

"There!"

Leng Pingfeng pointed to the painting that Song Yu had already thrown on the table.

"Wow, Tang Yin's lady picture, I finally saw it again."

The old man cried when he came to the painting, and took a magnifying glass desperately.

Song Yu knew it at a glance.

Dare to love, this old boy appeared in the antique city, and he was the one who took a magnifying glass to look at his buttocks, and the old man had to pay 1.5 billion to buy it at that time.

If it's not the real thing, who would be willing to pay so much.

"Oh my God, it's really Tang Yin's real work." Several other people also rushed over and circled around the table, tears of excitement in their eyes.

And almost every one of them took out a magnifying glass to take a photo, and some of them were holding a detector to analyze the age of the painting and the ink.

Everyone else was also staring nervously, especially Leng Pingfeng and his wife were the most nervous, and now they didn't want Song Yu's painting to be fake.

On the contrary, the Qu family hoped that the painting was fake, but looking at the expressions of several experts, I knew that the hope of a fake was probably not great.

"I'll tell you, it's okay to look at the paintings, don't touch them with your hands." Song Yu reminded in time.

As a result, a few old guys gave him a roll of the eyes, and said that you little fart knows a fart, we don't know as well as you?

As a result, when the painting was not halfway visible, a relatively young expert stood up, walked towards Leng Pingfeng, folded his hands and said, "Master Leng, I don't know if you are willing to cut your love for this painting?" I'm willing to pay 1.8 billion to buy. ”

This guy didn't say whether the painting was real or not, and he was going to buy it directly.

"1.8 billion? If you want to eat fart, I'll pay 2 billion! ”

"2.1 billion!"

As a result, several guys didn't say whether the painting was true or false, and they had already begun to bid for it.

Even if they don't have that much money, as long as the painting is real, they dare to buy it, and at their level, who doesn't have a channel to raise money, let alone make money by selling it.

The gray-haired old man blinked his eyes, he glanced at Song Yu, and said in his heart, Didn't he open this painting? But everyone offered Leng Pingfeng, and he simply offered Leng Pingfeng, "I will pay 2.15 billion." ”

Maybe people will turn over, or Leng Pingfeng will call them.

Leng Pingfeng looked embarrassed, does this situation need to be said, it is true, otherwise these old guys are better than monkeys, they will casually pay such a high price?

"I'll give 2.2 billion!"

Seeing the old man bidding, the other person also said.

"I'll give 2.25 billion."

"2.28 billion."

"2.3 billion!"

As a result, these people raised the price one after another, and finally raised the price to 2.3 billion before stopping.

At this time, Leng Pingfeng already had a bottom in his heart, the value of this painting should be around 2.3 billion to 2.5 billion, at least 2.3 billion is not to be sold.

If these people want to buy, they also want to leave profit margins for themselves, right?

But if you want to go to auction, it will have to be higher than 2.3 billion, about 23 to 2.5 billion.

With a score in his heart, Leng Pingfeng hurriedly surrendered his hand, "I'm sorry for a few people, I don't want to sell this painting for the time being, please go back, I'll invite a few people to dinner another day, and the reward will also be paid to your card." ”

This guy is also thick-skinned, and he seems to take the painting as his own.

"Don't sell it, you can say a few."

Several people looked dissatisfied, and they surrounded the ink for a long time, and then reluctantly left.

The scene was quiet, everyone looked at Song Yu, 2.3 billion, this is still a conservative estimate, does he really want to send it?

It's a pity that Song Yu sat there laughing and didn't say a word, only holding Leng Mandie.

In the end, Leng Pingfeng couldn't hold it back, and couldn't help but step forward and say, "Mr. Song, can you count what you just said?" If you are really willing to cut love, I Leng Pingfeng will immediately admit the relationship between you and my daughter, and you will be my Leng family's fast son-in-law in the future, how about it? ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand to take the painting.

He couldn't covet it for a long time, and he knew very well that with this painting, why should he succumb to the Qu family anymore?

Needless to say, it is enough to save the company, and then acquire a similar listed company holding, damn, this is more than 200 million, how many of those so-called listed companies can immediately come up with more than 200 million in cash?

Syllable!

Unexpectedly, Song Yu pressed the painting directly.

"I'll tell you Leng Pingfeng, I'm not painting it to you."

"If you want to take the painting, you can take the painting, in the future, 100% of the controlling stake of your company will belong to Mandie, and she will be the actual controller behind the scenes, and you are just a part-time worker, you can be the general manager, understand?"

Leng Pingfeng's face was ugly, didn't he just give the company to his daughter?

But he thought about it and didn't lose anything, his daughter is also his own family, not to mention that she doesn't do anything now, and the company is not actually controlled by himself? It's just that she controls it.

The most important thing is that this is his own family, which is better than the complete collapse of the company, and he still owes a lot of debt, and the whole family drinks the northwest wind.

couldn't help but look at his wife again, Xue Zhixian nodded again and again, which means that this account is not a loss, and his family has earned it.

Both inside and outside are earned by their own families, only Song Yubai posted more than 200 million, and it would be stupid not to take it.

"Okay, I promise you." Leng Pingfeng hesitated for a moment and agreed.

"Okay, since you agreed, let's draw up a contract." Song Yu didn't ink, and directly signaled that the other party could sign the contract.

"Xiaoyu!"

Leng Mandie was moved, don't want it, in her opinion, Song Yu has lost a lot, he obviously gave more than 2000 million to himself, and he has to feed their whole family, what a great affection this is.

"Silly girl!"

Song Yu touched her face and smiled, "Needless to say, it's just more than 200 million, it's 10 billion billion, I am willing to do it for you, money, compared to you, it's all outside the body!" ”

"Woo~~" Leng Mandie cried.