He Ren had already considered the issue of safety.
If no one knew that He Ren had a painting by Jing Hao, wouldn't there be a security issue?
Therefore, He Ren never told Xu Qingjie that this painting might be authentic. He also gave Liu Fei a holiday this time when he came to Nanjing.
Only Zhang Nuo, Xie Baokun and Mr. Zhao knew about this.
He Ren still trusted Zhang Nuo, and now he made it clear that Xie Baokun and Mr. Zhao would definitely not tell this matter, otherwise their reputations would be completely ruined.
Of course, He Ren also trusted Xie Baokun and Mr. Zhao. If it were Chen Zheng, he would not be so reassured.
What else can Xie Baokun and Mr. Zhao do? I can only admit it.
Not only did Mr. Zhao have to admit it, but he also had to help He Ren re-frame the "Autumn Evening in Chushan Mountain". However, he was very happy to do so. After all, there were too few opportunities to get hold of such a national treasure handed down from generation to generation!
For the sake of safety, Mr. Zhao did the whole process by himself, from cleaning to re-mounting, which took more than three hours. The moment he was done, He Ren suddenly felt in a trance. He felt that Mr. Zhao had aged several years in an instant...
Mr. Zhao had exhausted too much energy in a short period of time. He fell down on the chair, picked up the tea cup, and drank the whole cup of tea in one breath without caring about the cold.
After taking a few breaths, Mr. Zhao waved his hand and said, "Let's see, how is the effect?"
He Ren could no longer hold back and walked towards the table. I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but after Mr. Zhao’s framing, “Autumn Evening in Chushan” looks more and more like an authentic work.
He Ren's eyes widened. This is called painting. Compared with this "Autumn Evening in Chushan Mountain", He Ren felt that the paintings he had seen before were not worth mentioning...
The one who couldn't put it down more than He Ren was Xie Baokun. While watching it, he exclaimed, "It's really good. The more I look at it, the better it gets. Brother He, are you really not considering taking action? I can offer up to 80 million."
He Ren's heart skipped a beat. 80 million is too much to spend in a lifetime...
But after thinking about it, He Ren still refused. He will earn 80 million sooner or later, but Jing Hao's paintings may only come across once in his life.
Xie Baokun looked disappointed, but he still sent He Ren and Zhang Nuo to the airport in a gentlemanly manner. The two bought the earliest tickets. He Ren would also broadcast live in the evening.
After arriving in Beijing, He Ren first went to the largest bank near the company, rented a safe, and put "Chushan Autumn Evening Picture" in it. He wants to buy a house and a custom-made thermostat, so it would be safer to keep it in a bank.
After everything was settled, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening. He Ren had a casual meal and started the live broadcast.
"Mao Ning, dear friends, long time no see, I miss you so much."
Because Zhang Nuo had posted a preview of the live broadcast early, thousands of people came in as soon as the broadcast started. Many friends asked where He Ren went yesterday and whether he took Zhang Nuoxiao with him.
He Ren glanced at Zhang Nuo, who was waiting to connect with Baoyou, and thought that he wanted to take him to have fun, but he didn't dare. He was afraid of being a black belt...
"I haven't done anything, I just don't want to be on camera. Like me, I am an I person..."
The treasure friends exploded.
"Are you the only one paying me back?"
"Where are you and your sister?"
"Are you an i person? When iPhOne sees you, he will become ePhOne."
"Haha..." He Renqian laughed twice. This group of treasure friends didn't give him any face. "Let's connect the first treasure friend, 'turn your back to the wind, right?' Bao friends, you Yasuo must be a trustworthy Ersuo, right? It just so happens that I am Zi Jie, so we can debut as a group."
"Hello, Teacher He."
With his back to the wind bar, he looked very young, like a college student. He Ren asked casually, "Friend Bao, are you still in school?"
"Graduation, teacher, please help me take a look at this."
With his back to the wind bar, he was obviously a little nervous. He took a fist-sized emerald golden toad from the side. The back was densely covered with knots, which gave He Ren goosebumps.
Treasure friends also said they couldn’t bear it, “Holy shit, this is good news for patients with secret fear!”
Behind the screen, I feel much more comfortable with my back to the wind bar. "Teacher, I bought this material in Myanmar, and then found someone to carve it on the spot..."
"Wait a minute." He Ren raised his hand to interrupt the conversation with his back to Hayate, "You are not made from Myanmar, you are dangerous."
"Ah?" He turned his back to Hayate and was confused, "Teacher, I really bought it myself in Myanmar. I bought it in Longken."
"ah?"
This time it was He Ren's turn to be confused. Longken was indeed a mining area in Myanmar, and with his back to the Gale Bar, he was so sure that He Ren thought he had made a mistake. He opened his treasurer's eye and saw that it was yes, it was indeed dangerous material.
Before He Ren could continue to ask questions, he turned his back to Gale and said, "I bought it at Longken Night Market."
"Damn." He Ren couldn't help but cursed, "Brother, Longken Night Market and Longken Mining Area are two different things. This is definitely dangerous material. Brother, how much did you spend on this material?"
"The materials cost 3,000, and the labor cost 800. The total cost is less than 4,000."
He Ren slapped his forehead and said, "Brother, I guess the person who sold you the material asked you to carve a golden toad, right?"
With his back to Hayate, he was confused again, "How do you know?"
"Of course I know." He Ren was happy, "Look carefully and look at the bumps on the golden toad's back. Are there white spots on it? This is the characteristic of dangerous materials. If you carve it into a golden toad, wouldn't it be easy to see it? , are all routines.”
"Holy shit."
He turned his back to the wind and said anxiously, "Go to Myanmar with me and buy a piece of Guatemalan material. My eyesight is still not good enough."
"That's good, brother. It's great that you can come back safely from Myanmar... Brother, you should have bought more than just this piece of material when you went to Myanmar, right?"
He was silent with his back to the wind, and then silently took another jadeite Pixiu from outside the camera. This time it was much smaller, about the size of a thumb.
He Ren gave a thumbs up, "Brother, that's right. This is jade from Myanmar. How much did you spend on this piece of material?"
"The material is only 100, the work is 400, the total is 500. Isn't this piece of material compensated?"
"Hey!" He Ren waved his hand, "It doesn't matter whether we should pay or not, our main thing is to be happy."
Hearing what He Ren said, he turned his back to Gale and became silent again. However, He Ren took advantage of this moment to wave to Zhang Nuozhi, and Zhang Nuo handed him a Pixiu and a jadeite stone the size of a fist.
He Ren put the two things in front of the camera and said with a smile, "Brother, do you think this Pixiu of mine is more transparent than the one in your hand? This is also Burmese material. In this way, brother and I are destined. If you buy it, 299, you take it!”
The silence with his back to the wind bar was deafening, and he hung up the connection silently. He Ren looked regretful, "Brother's mental endurance is still low. Is there anyone in need? Pixiu 299, there are not many, get in the car!"
While Zhang Nuo was uploading the link, He Ren lifted up the rough jade stone again, "We have also recently shipped a batch of rough stones. If you are in need, you can place an order by yourself and note the style you want to carve, 2999, Shipped within a month, it’s not a master craftsmanship, but it’s not a machine carving either.”
“Authentic Burmese food, absolutely worth the money, get on the train!”
