boyutpedia Does Chapter 123 have anything to do with you?
Does Chapter 123 have anything to do with you?
The auction is rife with manipulation; some shills are there to inflate prices.
Some shills deliberately claim that the auction items are fakes, and then buy the expensive collectibles at a low price.
These people all suspected that Song Yanqing was clearly there to drive down the price.
In the end, this painting of a hundred horses reached a price of exactly 1,000 million.
"10 million for the first time, is there anyone else offering the highest price?" the woman on stage asked the crowd below excitedly.
The painting was expected to fetch 800 million, but it unexpectedly sold for 1,000 million.
He can also earn a significant amount more commission.
The people in the audience looked at each other, but no one made a bid.
This price has exceeded the bottom line for many people.
Moreover, this is only the first item up for auction; let's save our money to see the rest of the collection.
"10 million, second time, anyone else bidding?"
"Alright, 10 million for the third time, sold! Let's give a warm round of applause to congratulate Mr. Yu on successfully bidding for Xu Xihong's authentic 'One Hundred Horses' painting."
Everyone around smiled and offered their congratulations.
Mr. Yu went on stage and won the auction item; he looked very excited.
He is a loyal fan of Xu Xihong and has many of Master Xu's collections at home.
"Haha, I have nine genuine works by Master Xu in my home."
"With this one, it will be perfect."
"Look, everyone..."
Just as Mr. Yu was getting excited.
Suddenly, the curtains of the treasure pavilion were drawn open, and a blinding ray of sunlight shone in.
When illuminated by this light, the paper depicting a hundred galloping horses turned white at a visible speed.
The black ink on it turned shiny and glossy in the blink of an eye.
"Look, look! The paper has changed color! The black ink on it is starting to fade."
Mr. Yu held the painting of a hundred horses, his face darker than the bottom of a pot, his hands trembling uncontrollably.
True masterpieces never change color, unless it's the painting he bought...
It's a fake painting created by someone else.
"My God, this painting of a hundred horses is a fake!"
"Master Song was right after all."
"Of course, who is Master Song? When has he ever misjudged someone?"
The entire Treasure Pavilion auction house was instantly thrown into an uproar.
Almost all the auctioneers looked toward Song Fuhua.
His eyes were filled with admiration and awe.
"Young man, it's all thanks to your words that I didn't raise the price any further."
"I only stopped in time because I listened to Master Song's advice. Otherwise, I would be the one who fell into the pit now."
"Master Song, you truly have discerning eyes. I wonder if you're married? I have a niece..."
People around him kept praising Song Fuhua, and some even wanted to introduce their relatives to him.
Deng Lingling's face was full of pride as she tightly hugged Song Fuhua's arm.
"How is that possible? The style of that painting is exactly the same as that of Master Xu Xihong."
"Especially, that seal could never be fake!"
The glamorous woman was completely stunned, muttering to herself incessantly.
"This painting was copied by later generations from the painting of a hundred horses, and the technique was so skillful that it could be mistaken for the real thing."
"A lot of chemical processes were used to age the painting, so it immediately revealed its true nature when exposed to light."
"As far as I know, Master Xu Xihong's seal has always been kept by his descendants."
"As for how it was printed onto this fake painting, I'd rather not say more."
Song Fuhua chuckled, looking inscrutable.
"I've learned a lot, I've learned a lot." The glamorous woman cupped her hands to Song Fuhua. "Thank you for explaining this to me, young man. It has enlightened me."
"Young man, you have such talent at such a young age."
"He's at least a master appraiser in China's jade industry."
Upon hearing the woman's words, the others looked at Song Fuhua with even greater eagerness.
Even the host on stage glanced at Song Fuhua a few times.
After all, in any industry, to be called a master is no ordinary person.
"That's right, I am indeed a master appraiser."
Song Fuhua no longer concealed anything and directly admitted it.
"It really is an appraisal master! I was so rude just now," the glamorous woman apologized repeatedly.
While everyone was talking, Boss Yu was also negotiating with the people from the Treasure Pavilion.
But ultimately nothing came of it.
That's the rule in the antique world: if you misjudge something, you have to accept the loss.
The auction soon resumed.
The sexy female host on stage took out an antique, "This is said to be the luminous pearl from the phoenix crown of Empress Dowager Daqing Cixi, with a starting bid of 300 million."
Splash...
The audience erupted in an uproar.
Although Empress Dowager Cixi had a bad reputation.
But it must be said that his personal belongings are absolutely treasures among treasures.
The wealthy businessmen below immediately began raising their paddles and bidding.
“Cousin Zichen, this luminous pearl is also a royal item. Giving it to Chairman Zhuo as a gift would not be beneath your dignity.”
"Do you want to bid?"
Seeing Su Zichen hiding in the corner without saying a word, Deng Lingling deliberately provoked her.
"This... Chairman Zhuo is a martial arts practitioner."
"Giving this luminous pearl as a gift is probably not appropriate. I'd better wait a bit longer."
Su Zichen reluctantly made up an excuse to politely refuse.
He only has a few hundred thousand at most, which is not enough here.
How could anyone possibly afford this luminous pearl?
“Honey, since Song Fuhua is quite knowledgeable about antique appraisal, you two will definitely have common topics to discuss when you sit together.”
Su Zichen quickly changed the subject.
"Isn't that unnecessary? Lu Chenyang's expression is strange. What could I possibly have to talk to that guy about?"
“Song Fuhua is a master appraiser. You should learn from him and take advantage of this great opportunity.”
Su Zichen pulled Lu Chenyang and switched places with him.
"Lu Chenyang, I heard you just got out of prison?"
"You, a former convict, actually know how to appraise antiques?"
"Alright, I'm in a good mood today. If there's anything you want to learn, just say so."
"I can reluctantly offer some pointers."
Song Fuhua raised his head slightly, glanced at Lu Chenyang sideways, and looked arrogant.
"Teach me? You're not worthy."
Lu Chenyang didn't give the other party a friendly look either.
"I'm not qualified? How dare you, an amateur, say I'm not qualified to teach you?" Song Fuhua sneered. "Let me tell you, a few pointers from me will be enough for you to benefit immensely."
Lu Chenyang chuckled coldly, too lazy to even acknowledge him.
Seeing that Lu Chenyang dared to ignore him, Song Fuhua's expression became even more unpleasant.
He lowered his voice and asked, "I heard from Deng Lingling that Su Zichen is now the chairman's assistant and is also in charge of these three chamber of commerce projects?"
“That’s right, but what’s it to you?” Lu Chenyang asked expressionlessly.
"Hehe..." Song Fuhua's face grew even colder.
Her eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred as she looked at Lu Chenyang.
Su Zichen was originally blind and had no presence in the Su family.
But now that he has regained his sight, he far surpasses Deng Lingling in terms of looks, figure, and temperament.
As for age, that goes without saying; Su Zichen is four or five years younger than Deng Lingling.
In her career, Deng Lingling originally worked for a multinational company, and now she serves as the deputy manager of a department in the Su family.
She's much better than Su Zichen, who just lazes around at home waiting to die.