Luo Ji's instincts trembled, like a doll that had been drained of its breath, shrinking by a foot in the blink of an eye, leaning against the wall and turning into a pile of mud, hanging on the cold floor, his face was ashen and despairing.
Then, I glanced at Lin Hongbin, who was walking like a zombie on the ground, and tapped him with my index finger like a sword. I turned my head with a sneer and faced the large group of giants coming towards me. I pointed them one by one and called them by their names!
"Ning Cheng!"
"Wang Jingsong!"
"Feng Changqing!"
"Team Liu Bin Liu!"
"I, Assistant Researcher of Fangzhou Science Association Appraisal Institute, Teacher Tong, reported to the four bosses with my real name..."
"Ning Cheng, Feng Changqing, your subordinates Lin Hongbin, Luo Ji..."
"Wang Jingsong, and your disciple Chen Huan..."
"The above three people, listed in no particular order, have no conscience and colluded to maliciously acquire Taihang Coal Industry at a minimum price of 10,000 yuan. Mr. Li Yuejin's family tradition is Qianlong's Imperial Painting Han Botu!"
"I have physical evidence and video footage to prove it!"
"Improved evidence - like a mountain!"
"Such malicious leakage and fraud will be punished by both humans and gods! The amount is extremely huge and the circumstances are extremely serious."
"Whether to kill or to behead, please decide among the four of you."
"Mr. Liang, you are the person in charge of publicity at the headquarters. Please vouch for me."
Boom!
Rumble, rumble!
Opposite me, there were more than 20 people, old and young, male and female, looking at me without blinking an eye, and the whole place was shocked.
Thump thump thump thump…
Three consecutive shots were fired, and the three cheap guests fell to the ground one after another regardless of their order, and their personnel was unknown.
Compared with the last anti-smuggling team, Luo Ji really fainted this time.
Chen Huan was stunned.
As for Lin Hongbin, this old guy has a pretty good psychological quality and is good at pretending to be faint.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the ink outside the window had stained the entire sky, and the water stains under the table had long since dried.
The hall was brightly lit and warm as spring.
Dozens of newly replaced high-end chairs were placed around the table, and wisps of smoke emerged from the mouths of the bosses and filled the air. Anxious and irritable.
The beautiful waiter who could be compared to the concierge of the Olympics that day stood sideways next to me. She gently opened the lid of my cup with bare hands, poured the boiling water into the purple clay cup worth 2,000 yuan, and then covered it again.
The whole process was flawless, skillful and elegant.
The coal generation sitting on my right has not said a word since his identity was exposed by Liang, the head of the propaganda department at the headquarters. He only looked at Han Bo Tu, and the smile on his face never broke from the beginning to the end.
Just now, Wang Jingsong, Ning Cheng, Feng Changqing, the great collectors and collectors present here, and I jointly conducted a joint appraisal of this Hancypress painting with imperial inscriptions written by Emperor Qianlong.
88.88 million!
Shenzhou coins!
This estimate is not low, but it is not high either!
I reserve my own opinion on this valuation.
As for the discussion on the authenticity of Han Botu, it only took less than five minutes.
Because the old mean man only took one look and said it was true.
One thing to say is that although Lao Despicable is as shameless as Ma Zhongchao, he still has a pass on his professional ethics and character. .
Feng Changqing, the spiritual supporter of Shenzhou Wenbo, watched for five minutes.
Within five minutes, Feng Changqing said no less than a hundred good words.
The rest screams incredible.
Next to it, more than 20 masters and junior teachers gathered around Hanbaitu and looked at it again and again. They were full of excitement and shouted that Shiqu Baoji had returned and a national treasure had returned.
Ning Cheng, on the other hand, just looked at Han Bo Tu for a minute and then moved to the side and sat down. With a stern face that said he was worth two to five or eight thousand yuan, he held his hands tightly and kept silent. He didn't know what to think about it anymore. What.
In fact, in my heart, I really wanted these two old guys to deny this painting.
In this way, my revenge plan will be stronger and more intense in the future!
The full name of this small scroll painting, which is no more than two square feet in size, is called Songyang Han Cypress Picture!
Qianlong's imperial brush paintings and imperial brush inscriptions.
Looking at the seal marks, the sketching Zhu Changquan seal on the first seal, the Zhu Wen Yuan seal on the middle seal of the Ancient Xi Emperor, and the Zhu Wen Yuan seal on the upper right seal of the Supreme Emperor were all made by the old man Qianlong himself.
Old man Qianlong made a total of four paintings of Han cypresses in Songyang, each with different sizes.
The one I have is the smallest one and was made in the winter of 1750.
The imperial poem is called Han Baixing, which was written by Qianlong when he visited Songshan Academy when he was forty years old.
In addition to the missing "Han Cypress Scroll" of the other three Han Cypress paintings, the other giant scroll and horizontal scroll editions are now hidden in the old museum.
Those two paintings are large in size, and their conceptual layout is much better than mine.
What does this mean?
The two large ones were ghostwritten by others and stamped with Qianlong's seal.
My small painting is a little bad, but it was painted by old man Qianlong himself!
The reason why I am sure that this painting is written by Emperor Qianlong is because of the material of the painting!
I used Jinsu Shanzang Sutra paper!
This kind of paper produced in the Jinsu Temple of the Song Dynasty is said to be the best paper in the history of China. It is not something that the rich and powerful can buy, but it has become extinct long ago.
Although old man Qianlong was the richest man in the world at that time, he did not have much collection of Jinsu Mountain Tibetan Scripture Papers.
On weekdays, Qianlong was reluctant to use this kind of paper. Instead, he used the imitation Jinsushan Tibetan Sutra paper from the manufacturing office.
The ancient famous paper is added with old man Shiquan's royal paintings and poems, plus ten stamps of Qianlong.
This painting is priced at 88,880,000 Shenzhou coins, and it is indeed worth that much.
If it were sent to Christie's and Sotheby's in Hong Kong Island, it might be worth hundreds of millions. Not counting commission.
After the coal generation heard the quotation, they burst into laughter and kept patting my hand and saying good job.
Now that the price of Hanbotu in Songyang is out, all that's left is to hold people accountable.
At my request, there are now two large color TVs placed on both sides of the table, playing the despicable crimes of the three cheap guests in a continuous loop.
The evidence is overwhelming and conclusive.
The amount is huge, the first of its kind in the founding of China!
The circumstances are so serious that even the coal generation would dare to lie!
Bad nature, despicable and shameless!
This time, everyone who had been emperor in the Forbidden City, including Zhu Di, Puyi, and Yuan Shikai, showed up together, but they couldn't save the three cheap guests.
