Chapter 227

I saw a tall and beautiful woman, holding a gilded Buddha in her hand, rushing in angrily, looking like she was about to run away.

Behind her, there were several young men and women.

Wu Peiyao is also among them.

With the appearance of this woman, and her anger, the Wu family was quiet, and everyone looked at each other, and their faces were full of surprise.

This gilded Buddha is thrown casually, and the loss is millions?

Oh my God!

Suddenly, everyone cast strange glances at Wu Chenghui.

And Wu Chenghui, when he heard this woman's words, his body also stiffened, as if he had been electrocuted, and fell into a temporary sluggishness.

"Ruoling, is this Buddha statue picked up from the door very valuable?"

Wu Peiyao walked up to the woman and asked weakly.

Li Ruoling's chest trembled and said: "This gilded Buddha is a Buddha statue in the Yongle period, so well preserved and so exquisitely workmanlike, it is rare in the world. Needless to say, this is a statue from the hand of a court master during the Yongle period. ”

"Some time ago, at the Sotheby's auction, I auctioned a gilded Buddha in the Yongle period whose appearance and workmanship were not so good, and the final transaction price was 8.6 million. ”

"Judging from the quality and exquisiteness of this gilded Buddha, if you take it to auction at Sotheby's, you can auction it for at least 10 million, which is still a very conservative price. ”

"But when he was thrown on the ground, it was obvious that some of the golden knees had been knocked off, and a small piece of the base had been knocked off, and two of the three heads and six arms had been broken, and even if they were glued, they would not be complete. ”

"So this throw, the loss is at least three or four million, and the gilded Buddha, which was originally worth 10 million to 12 million, is now estimated to be only worth 600 to 8 million. ”

"Isn't this a tyrannical thing?"

The words fell, and the Wu family was dead.

Everyone was stunned!

I can't believe that this gilded Buddha is worth 10 million to 12 million!

"Mom, what's going on? Who threw away such a noble gilded Buddha!"

Wu Peiyao asked frantically.

The fourth aunt replied: "It's your third aunt's son-in-law, a gift to your grandparents, your eldest brother because the third aunt's family rented a luxury car, brought fakes, and came to our house to show off a lot of money, so he thought that the antiques sent by your third aunt and son-in-law were also fakes, so he threw them out of the hall casually." ”

At first glance!

Li Ruoling exploded, and yelled at Wu Chenghui: "You are sick, you take it and chop it up, why are you throwing such a precious antique? Do you know that when you threw it, a cultural relic close to the national treasure level was destroyed by you?"

She is the daughter of an antique dealer, and she loves and cherishes precious and rare antiques the most, so she is indignant that antiques have been destroyed.

"I'm telling you that it's a big deal, you don't believe it, you're confused, right?"

Xiao Zhan asked coldly, full of displeasure.

Wu Chenghui squeezed out a smile and asked, "Ruoling, are you eye-catching, my cousin-in-law is a poor sour food delivery person, with a monthly salary of only three or four thousand yuan, how can he afford to send such a valuable antique?"

"So, this gilded Buddha in your hand must be a fake that he bought from a stall for hundreds of yuan, and it can never be the real thing!"

"Yes, Ruoling. Wu Peiling also said: "If you take a good look, this must be a fake, it can never be a real thing!"

"Fake?" Li Ruoling smiled coldly: "Are you doubting my vision? If you think this is a fake, okay, I bought it for three million, how about a deal immediately?"

What the!

She's going to spend three million on it?

Everyone was shocked.

Li Ruoling is the daughter of an antique dealer and knows the most about antiques, and she wants to spend three million to buy it, doesn't it mean that this gilded Buddha is real?

But Wu Huilan's lungs exploded.

"Cheng Hui, Cheng Hui, do you think it's fake, you can return the things to my son-in-law, why did you throw it away, it's worthless to break the real antique now, how can this loss be calculated?"

"Tell me, how to calculate this loss!"