Teacher An took Li Mo's right hand and invited him into the room. Her lover Lao Jiang looked at him gratefully. After all, when their family encountered this problem, many people wanted to help them, but no one really came forward.
Unexpectedly, Li Mo would come to visit at this time, which moved the couple extremely.
"Hello, Uncle Jiang."
"Just call me Lao Jiang, Mr. Li. I'm really ashamed. I didn't expect that we would have such a situation where everyone would cry out for beatings. It's all the boys in the family who failed to live up to expectations and caused such trouble. Please sit down and I'll make you tea."
"Li Mo, my home is a bit shabby. Please sit down quickly."
"Teacher An, is your son at home?"
"In the room, the unlucky boy is also very frightened. I'm going to call him out."
Teacher An wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, quickly walked to Bei Ci's bedroom door, knocked on it and shouted: "Xiaofeng, Mr. Li Mo, associate professor of the Department of History at Peking University, is here. Come out."
A person's name, the shadow of a tree. The door of the closed room opened, and a man with a haggard face and messy hair walked out. Li Mo had met him before, when he was still young, and in the blink of an eye he was already in college.
"Hello, Associate Professor Li."
Jiang Xiaofeng stood there a little flustered.
"Sit down and talk slowly, what is going on? I came here today firstly to visit Teacher An, and secondly to solve your problem. There are rules in the industry. If you are wrong and lose 18 million, then that is You are unlucky. If there are other reasons, I will naturally find a way to help you deal with it."
Lao Jiang made a cup of tea, using ordinary Dongting Spring. He gently put it on the table in front of Li Mo and said, "Mr. Li, please have tea."
"Teacher An, Mr. Jiang, please sit down and we can discuss anything together."
Lao Jiang pushed his son and said angrily: "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Explain the matter carefully from beginning to end. Don't miss every detail."
Jiang Xiaofeng sat silently on a soft board and thought for a moment before saying: "It starts in March. Because of my dad, I am more interested in all kinds of antiques. I used to go to the old street with my dad often. I walked around, found some antiques, picked up some small leaks, and made a lot of money, so I thought I was somewhat knowledgeable. After I went to college in another city, my favorite thing was to visit the famous antique market in Kyoto. "
"One Saturday, I went to Panjiayuan. I wanted to see if there was any chance of encountering old paintings in a calligraphy and painting store. I was about to leave when I saw an old man in his seventies holding a rectangular Box walked in and went to the counter and asked the boss directly if he would accept old paintings. He said that the painting in his hand was an ancestral painting by Tang Yin. Because his son's business failed and he was in urgent need of funds to fill the hole, he had no choice but to sell Tang Yin's original painting. "
"Because I was curious, I stayed to see Tang Yin's authentic work. At that time, the owner of the calligraphy and painting shop carefully appraised it and shook his head and said he was not sure. Then the master in their shop also carefully appraised it and said he was not sure."
I'm not sure what this means is that this so-called Tang Yin painting is most likely a fake.
"At that time, I pretended to be curious and took a closer look. My first impression was that the style really looked like Tang Yin's handiwork, but because I couldn't get it up close, I could only see it roughly. The old man heard that the boss said he couldn't be sure, and his face With a very disappointed expression on his face, he packed up the old paintings and was about to leave. At this time, the boss stopped him and asked, how much does he plan to sell this painting for? If it’s not expensive, I can help him out by accepting it myself.”
"The old man kept expressing his gratitude. He said that he had asked experts that the market value of this authentic painting was around 20 million. Because he was eager to wait for the money, he could get the authentic Tang Yin painting as long as the boss paid half the price. The boss listened. At this asking price, I just shook my head, this business can’t be done.”
"Later, after the old man left, I was about to catch up and ask more questions, when I heard the boss sneaking around and asking another clerk in the store to chase him and keep an eye on him. He was also communicating with the shop's palm-eye master. Every sentence says that the painting just now is definitely Tang Yin's original work. Once you get it, it will be worth 40 to 50 million at auction. However, business people are thinking about how to get the maximum return at the minimum cost. That’s why I said I wasn’t sure at the beginning. In fact, the main purpose is to keep the price down, so it’s best to buy at a cabbage price.”
When Jiang Xiaofeng said this, he let out a long sigh and continued after a while: "I had some confidence in my own eyesight, and after hearing the judgment of the shop owner and the palm master, I decided to take it down at all costs. At that time, I was thinking that as long as it was Tang Yin’s authentic work and I could get it for 8 million, I would still be able to earn 30 or 40 million if I resold it. Fortunately, I caught up with the old man in the Panjiayuan alley first, and then I told him that I If you want to buy, you need to take a closer look.”
Li Mo listened to him while drinking tea.
"I have carefully appraised that painting. Whether it is the paper, the concept of the painting, or the identification seal, they are all the same as Tang Yin's style. However, I only have more than one million in savings, which I went to with my father before. I earned it by picking up leaks, but I didn’t want to miss this opportunity to make a fortune, so I bargained with him, and finally the old man insisted on eight million. Just when I was about to give up, the employees of the antique store also found this place. He saw that we were negotiating the final price, so he didn’t say anything and stood far away.”
"Not only did he find it, but the owner of the antique shop and the palmist also arrived dozens of seconds later, and they looked very anxious. At that time, I felt anxious and agreed to the old man's price."
At this point, he stopped talking. But Li Mo probably also understood what happened next, and he thought of loan sharking, the kind where the interest is compounded by the sky.
"You are just a student, how dare they lend you money."
Jiang Xiaofeng covered his face, rubbed it hard and whispered: "I have disclosed all my family information, especially my father is a researcher at the Magic City Museum, and there is a 130-square-meter apartment in Magic City. School district housing, so they gave me all the missing funds of more than 6 million yuan in one day, and then the painting by Tang Yin became mine."
"After I got the painting, I was thinking, since the owner of your calligraphy and painting shop thinks that the painting is worth 40 to 50 million, then I don't have to wait two or three months to go to auction. I might as well sell it to the boss at a cheaper price. Even if it's just a cut, it can be sold for about 20 million, and when the loan is repaid, I can earn more than 10 million, so it's worth it."
Hearing this, Li Mo also knew the result, and he continued what Jiang Xiaofeng said: "As a result, when you went to the shop owner again, they carefully evaluated it a second time, and then told you that Tang Yin's painting was still not clear, so it was Then they won’t take over your painting. Then you go to other antique shop owners, and they all say the same thing, so you can’t see through it, right?”
Jiang Xiaofeng nodded, "Not only did I find more than a dozen antique shop owners, but I also went to three auction institutions. The masters there also said they couldn't be sure. That's when I finally realized what was going on. But everything It was too late. The interest on the loan of more than 6 million yuan was compounded. They also found the school to urge me to repay the loan. I was too scared at the time, so I followed their advice and borrowed another loan from others. In this way, I have been The situation is now out of control.”
Li Mo sighed secretly, this pit was too big.
(End of chapter)
