I earn really hard money

Chapter 133: Conceived and abducted

"We are here this morning, last night in Beautiful Country, at Sotheby's auction in New York, Boss He, your painting sold for more than 500 million dollars, don't you know?"

Zhou Shiliu asked suspiciously, wondering if the painting belonged to this guy!

"is it?"

After He Xia entrusted the matter to the auction house, she really didn't pay attention to it, so that she didn't know about the auction. Maybe it was because the money from New York hadn't arrived yet, so Ruby didn't call.

He showed a look of joy: "More than 500 million, that's much higher than the auction price estimated by the appraiser!"

Zhou Shiliu shrugged and said, "The results of this auction of modern artworks are very good, and [-]% of the artworks are higher than the estimated price!"

"Ah, more than 3000 million blood can be restored at once, which is comfortable. For your congratulations, I invite you to eat barbecue!"

He Xia said in a very embarrassing manner, the money for the reality show came back in no time.

"Ha, put the barbecue aside for a while. Pan Junhong bought me a drink and said he wanted to thank me for reminding him of his paintings. The credit goes to you, I don't want it!"

Zhou Shiliu said.

He Xia glanced at the time. It was 08:30. He didn't have anything planned for the evening, but he didn't know Pan Junhong very well, so he didn't want to go.

"It's a trivial matter, why don't you go by yourself, and I'll forget it."

Zhou Shiliu raised his arms to block He Xia, and said, "Let's go, let's go together, why do you not like making friends so much?"

"You made me feel like a social fear. Okay, let's go. Tell me earlier. I'll take Lu Qian with you. Otherwise, you'll have to call a substitute driver again later, wasting money!"

He Xia was very dissatisfied.

"Gift Crab, earning more than 3000 million, reluctant to call a driver? Handsome guy, let's support the circulation of the market economy and spend more, okay?"

Zhou Shiliu shook her head and walked towards Alpha.

"Come back!" He Xia called Zhou Shiliu, and said, "If you don't come with me, I know where to go?"

Zhou Shiliu frowned: "It's so troublesome, isn't there a navigation, let's go."

The two sat in the Bentley Continental, He Xia fastened his seat belt, and looked at Zhou Shiliu with some doubts: "It seems that you have never seen you drive before, and you can't drive?"

Zhou Shiliu was also fastening his seat belt. After hearing He Xia's words, he paused slightly, and said disdainfully, "Driving is nothing, I know how to drive a yacht, can you? I even drove a Schwarzer 300C!"

"What is the Schwarzer 300C?"

He Xia started the car and asked.

"Two-seater light single-engine helicopter." Zhou Shiliu clicked on the central control screen to set the navigation.

"Oh, the helicopter..."

He Xia felt a little bit arrogant in his heart. Cars and cruise ships can still survive some accidents, but flying in the air is different. If there are some accidents, they will die.

"But even if you can drive a yacht and a helicopter, it doesn't mean you can drive a car."

He Xia clung to this question and asked curiously.

After setting up the navigation, Zhou Shiliu gave He Xia a blank look, leaned back comfortably on the seat, and said, "We all look for drivers with our identities, how can we drive by ourselves? It's not stylish!"

The corners of He Xia's lips curled up. He didn't expect Zhou Shiliu to know how to drive a car. He shouldn't say no, because he can drive a yacht and a helicopter, and learning a car is so easy. There must be some special reason.

But he didn't continue to ask, and planned to tease him from time to time in the future.

Half an hour later, Ou Lu and Alpha drove to the west of the capital, a bar called MOON, not the kind of club with booming electronic sounds, but a pub with an elegant atmosphere where you can chat.

The two walked into the bar and saw Pan Junhong sitting in a cubicle not far from the door, waving to them.

"He Xia, right? I remember that you are Zhou Zhou's wrestling master. Have you just finished training?"

Pan Junhong entertained the two very warmly, but he was very puzzled why Zhou Shiliu would bring He Xia here, and hurriedly called the waiter to add some more drinks.

"No, Mr. He is busy with a reality show recently, and I'm working for him. I just finished working overtime."

Zhou Shiliu turned her sore shoulder. After a day of ironing, she went to the company for a while at night.

"Wow." Pan Junhong said with a little admiration in his eyes, "Brother Xia, the things you play are so advanced!"

In the same circle, there is bound to be a tendency to compare with each other. In the rich second generation's circle, there are many things to compare. Playing is the same thing they are very happy to compare and learn from.

Some play collecting, collecting all kinds of strange things;

Also, like Pan Junhong, who has a bit of artistic talent, engages in painting, music, etc., and even pursues investment in making movies, which are all very high-end.

In Pan Junhong's view, He Xia's investment in reality shows is very close to the level of investment in filming, which is very powerful!
He Xia waved her hand and said, "You can just call me He Xia, don't listen to her nonsense, she paid a lot of money for the show we tossed together, and I will work for her!"

Pan Junhong couldn't tell whether it was true or false, anyway, he knew that these two people were on a reality show together, he laughed and said, "Brother Xia, what type of reality show are you making? Kind of pretty girl?"

Pan Junhong is still called Brother He Xia Xia, he is easy-going, and his age is younger than He Xia, so it is easy to call him.

"Haha!" Zhou Shiliu laughed after hearing Pan Junhong's words, patted him on the shoulder twice, and said: "There is no big group, there are only eight at most, but there is no guarantee that they will be beautiful girls!"

"Zhou Zhou, take it easy... what do you mean by that?" Pan Junhong rubbed his shoulder, it was numb!
He Xia picked up the wine glass and sipped a little, then said with a smile, "Have you seen the Titans game run by the pretty country Dawn Johnson?"

Pan Junhong shook his head blankly, and looked at Zhou Shiliu, hoping to get some enlightenment.

"Our show competes in strength, agility and skill. When the time comes, all the people participating in the show will be my model, which is even stronger than mine. Do you want to try?"

Zhou Shiliu explained with a smile.

Pan Junhong waved his hands again and again, his arms were very thin, thinner than He Xia, only half of Zhou Shiliu's, the hand holding the paintbrush was no match for the arm holding the barbell!
"No, no, thank you!"

"By the way, why did you guys come up with such a reality show? Muscle and strength are not considered beautiful in China. As far as I know, I prefer Bai Youshou, right?"

Pan Junhong asked with a smile.

He Xia nodded, and said, "That's right, so I want to give the public a little more choice, or a change of taste. Some time ago, even Guo Jia made a speech criticizing the sissy style."

"Tsk... there is no way. As long as there is a market, capital will stand up and speak out. No one can stop the power of capital. Zhou Zhou, who studies finance, must know the horror of capital very well."

Pan Junhong said.

He Xia looked at Zhou Shiliu with a little surprise: "No wonder he plays with stocks every day. It turns out that he is a capitalist's dog leg, ha, hey!"

Before he finished speaking, He Xia saw a black fist attacking his face!
Snapped.

Holding Zhou Shiliu's fist, he said: "You are so irritable, you can do it as soon as you make a joke, do you understand the joke!"

"I'm just joking. It's just to scare you. Who doesn't know that you can stop it. Besides, what is a capitalist's dog leg? Can't my mother be a capitalist?"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Shiliu looked at Pan Junhong and said, "Pan, you don't need to thank me about that painting. He told me. If you want to thank him, thank him."

Seeing Pan Junhong's delay in talking about business, he knew that he was a bit shy about He Xia, so he simply spoke up.

"what?"

Pan Junhong was very surprised, but it wasn't aimed at He Xia or Zhou Shiliu, but looked outside the cubicle.

The romantic and handsome Prince Teng appeared at the door of the bar by accident, accompanied by a charming beauty.

Wang Ziteng saw Pan Junhong, and just as he was about to say hello, he saw Zhou Shiliu and a man who was both familiar and unfamiliar sitting in the cubicle!

At the same time, both He Xia and Zhou Shiliu noticed that Pan Junhong's expression was different, and looked at each other at the same time.

The lighting in the bar is ambiguous, and if you are not very familiar with it, you can't see the person clearly. He Xia didn't recognize who the person was, and felt a little impression, but he couldn't remember clearly.

Of course Zhou Shiliu would not forget Wang Ziteng, and was relieved to see that he brought a beautiful woman by his side.

Snapped.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ziteng slapped the girl next to her on the back, and the girl left the bar obediently, leaving only Wang Ziteng walking outside the cubicle door with a smiling face.

"Junhong, Shiliu, what a coincidence, this is He Xia? Am I not mistaken?"

Wang Ziteng greeted several people.

Zhou Shiliu ignored Wang Ziteng.

He Xia smiled slightly.

Pan Junhong was very embarrassed, he smiled and said, "Brother Wang, do you want to sit down?"

It seems to ask if you want to sit down, but in fact, you don't want him to stay. If you really invite him, you won't say that, just say "come, sit".

Wang Ziteng felt that the atmosphere was a bit delicate. He sat down beside Pan Junhong honestly and said with a smile, "What are we talking about? Can I participate?"

"Ha!" Zhou Shiliu licked his lips, and jokingly said, "It's really possible to participate, and I'm talking about you!"

A smile appeared on Wang Ziteng's face, and he hurriedly asked: "My business? Oh, what is it?"

He was looking forward to knowing what Zhou Shiliu could talk about about him.

"Oh, fool..."

Zhou Shiliu muttered, ignored Wang Ziteng, and took a sip of wine alone.

Wang Ziteng looked at Pan Junhong suspiciously, and said, "Junhong, what's the matter?"

Pan Junhong scratched his head, looked at Zhou Shiliu depressedly, then looked at Wang Ziteng, and said, "That's right, just to talk about the painting you put in my gallery."

"Oh?"

Wang Ziteng straightened his body, and money and taste were involved. Isn't this just what he is good at? He smiled and said: "That painting is not top-notch among modern works of art, but it is still worth appreciating. Has anyone seen that painting?"

Zhou Shiliu glanced at Wang Ziteng, and couldn't bear this flirtatious emotion the most, she said coldly: "If you want to see it, you are looking at the real painting, who would look at the fake one!"

Pan Junhong's heart skipped a beat. After learning that "No Walk Today" was a fake, he withdrew it, and planned to find a chance to return it to Wang Ziteng. He never thought that Zhou Shiliu would expose this matter to his face. Fortunately, it was not in the gallery, otherwise he would have so embarrassing...

"Shiliu, what do you mean? What are real paintings and fake paintings?" Wang Ziteng looked at Zhou Shiliu in confusion.

Zhou Shiliu winked at Pan Junhong.

"Well, Brother Wang, the painting you bought is a fake."

Pan Junhong said with a troubled face, he had been following Zhou Shiliu's ass since he was a child, and he didn't dare to disobey the elder sister's words.

Wang Ziteng looked at Pan Junhong in surprise, then looked at Zhou Shiliu, shook his head and said with a smile: "Impossible, the family of the person who sold my painting is very famous in London, and the family assets are billions of pounds, how could it be a fake!"

Zhou Shiliu curled her lips secretly, saying that it sounded like such a thing, who knows if it was a made-up story, and besides, what if the family got rich by selling fakes...

"Brother Wang, the authenticity of the painting doesn't matter to me, but you'd better find out, otherwise the loss will be too great."

Pan Junhong took out his mobile phone to find the news of Sotheby's auction in New York, and handed it to Wang Ziteng: "This is an auction held in New York this morning. Look at Lot No. 40, No. [-]."

Wang Ziteng took the phone and looked for the serial number. Lot No. 43 was "No Walk Today" which he bought from London for $5.

"This...haha, this is impossible, my painting cannot be fake, maybe the appraiser from Sotheby's auction house checked it!"

Wang Ziteng could not accept this fact.

"Do you think that the auction agency's identification is purely based on the naked eye?"

Zhou Shiliu hit Wang Ziteng.

He Xia didn't speak after Wang Ziteng came. He sat quietly drinking and didn't intend to get involved in this matter, but the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind kept going.

Wang Ziteng looked at He Xia and said, "He Xia, you have studied paintings a lot and have seen that painting. Do you think it is fake?"

He remembered that He Xia showed a strong interest in that painting at that time, looked at it for a long time, and did not leave until Zhou Shiliu forcefully dragged it away.

He Xia put down his wine glass and said with a smile, "I know a little about appreciation and analysis of paintings, but I'm not good at authenticity..."

"Hypocrisy..." Zhou Shiliu said secretly with her lips.

"He Xia, you must have seen something, tell me, let me know whether it is life or death." Wang Ziteng said sincerely.

At this moment, He Xia's cell phone rang. He picked it up and looked at the number on Hong Kong Island. He knew who it was without thinking.

Originally, I wanted to avoid a few people before answering, but after thinking about it, it didn't matter, so I just pressed the answer button.

"Hi."

"Good evening, He Sheng, don't disturb me?"

Ruby's pleasant voice came from the earpiece.

"Miss Ruby is welcome to interrupt at any time." He Xia said with a smile, and when the call rang, it was golden.

"Congratulations, He Sheng. Your painting "No Walk Today" was sold in New York at 520:[-] a.m. Chinese time. The transaction price was US$[-] million, which greatly exceeded the estimated price. Will the money still be transferred to the bank account you left behind? ?”

He Xiadao: "Update the remittance information, I opened an account in American Express, and the future remittances will be transferred to that account..."

Before the call was finished, He Xia received the account information on his mobile phone.

"I wish He Sheng a happy life, goodbye."

"goodbye……"

He Xia hung up the phone and found that Wang Ziteng was still looking at him, so he said: "Actually, I really can't tell whether your painting is real or not, but it just so happens that I also have the exact same one, and I entrusted it to Sotheby's auction house." , there is no problem after the appraisal..."

"The painting Sotheby's auctioned was sent by me earlier. I think you should consider going to London for an explanation."

The corner of Wang Ziteng's mouth couldn't help twitching, and fell into silence, looking at He Xia very speechlessly.

Zhou Shiliu was overjoyed to see Wang Zhiteng slumped, but his expression was too bad, so he had to drink an extra glass.

Pan Junhong was a little embarrassed, because he was caught in this matter, and even said that part of the reason why Wang Ziteng bought the painting was to support his gallery...

"Brother Wang, well, what is the origin of that man in London, let's find out together and get the money back!"

More than 200 million pounds, even for their family is not a small sum!

It doesn't matter if you buy an authentic work, even if it doesn't appreciate in value, it can maintain its value, but it's difficult to buy a fake, it's worse than a stock that has fallen!

"Damn..." Wang Ziteng sighed after hearing Pan Junhong's consolation, and said with a smile: "Forget it, the other party dares to sell like this, I'm sure I won't be afraid of looking for it, and it can be regarded as a loss."

After all, he picked up a bottle of wine in front of Pan Junhong and drank half of it.

Pan Junhong felt very sorry, he felt that if he hadn't mentioned the gallery to Wang Ziteng some time ago, he would not have bought the painting, so he said: "Brother Wang, you can't let you bear the loss alone, I will give you 20.00%. "

He Xia and Zhou Shiliu looked at each other. This kind of thing is purely Pan Junhong's personal wish, and they didn't intervene. Logically, Wang Ziteng would not accept it.

But what he never expected was that Wang Ziteng actually nodded in agreement...

"Junhong, thank you for sharing the burden for me. Alas, if I let my father know that more than 200 million pounds have been wasted, I don't know how to punish me. I will find a way to plug this hole!"

"It's okay, Brother Wang, I'll transfer you 500 million in these two days, don't let uncle know about it."

Pan Junhong said seriously, very righteous.

Wang Ziteng patted Pan Junhong on the shoulder with emotion, and said: "Junhong, that painting should hang in your gallery. If you mark it as a fake, I will go and see it from time to time as a warning!"

Pan Junhong nodded heavily, and said: "Yes, this kind of thing is worthy of our vigilance. Those who sell fakes should be damned. Brother Wang, please give me the basic information of the guy who sold your paintings, so that I can be careful when I go to Europe in the future. "

Wang Ziteng thought for a while, and said: "The man claimed to be a branch of the Portman family. Now it seems that the information is not credible. In short, we need to be more careful in the future. Well, everyone, I am not in a good mood, so I am not here Affect a few, let's go first."

After that, Wang Ziteng stood up, and then said to Pan Junhong who followed him out of the cubicle: "Junhong, I will trouble you about the money. I wanted to help, but I didn't expect to add chaos in the end."

Pan Junhong waved his hands again and again, and said: "No, no, brother Wang, you also had good intentions, but you were deceived by the gangsters. I will send you the money tomorrow. Be careful on the way back. Don't drive after drinking."

Wang Ziteng nodded, then nodded to Zhou Shiliu and He Xia, and then left the bar.

When he walked out of the bar, a smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth, and even the London Eye and the Thames River appeared in his mind.

When Pan Junhong returned to his seat, Zhou Shiliu couldn't help but said: "Pan Pan, what's the matter with you, why did you give 500 million to Wang, this matter has nothing to do with you!"

Pan Junhong pursed his lips, and said: "It can't be said that it has nothing to do with it. If I hadn't mentioned to Brother Wang that I wanted to open a gallery when I returned to China, he wouldn't have searched for famous paintings. Forget it, I will find my father when the time comes. Pay a few million more, hehe."

He Xia almost sprayed his wine on the table, and it was Pan Junhong's father who got hurt in the end.

"Pan Pan, I don't think things are as simple as what Wang Ziteng said. 280 million pounds is not a small amount. There should be transaction records and transaction certificates. You can ask him for it!"

Zhou Shiliu said seriously.

He Xia raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Shiliu. According to the meaning of the other party's words, he was obviously suspicious of Wang Ziteng. He thought about it carefully, and felt that Wang Ziteng was indeed very strange in many aspects.

He shook his head secretly, the circle of the rich second generation is not peaceful, there are also scams and abductions, and the methods are quite advanced...

Pan Junhong is easy-going and righteous, but that doesn't mean he is a fool. He said cautiously: "Zhou Zhou, I haven't known Brother Wang for as long as you, but we have been friends for seven or eight years. He shouldn't be like this..."

20.00%, that is 56 pounds, 500 million. According to Pan Junhong's thinking, Wang Ziteng would not deliberately set up a trick to deceive him for this little money, and everyone is considered a respectable family. ugly.

"No one can say for sure. Do you know what's going on with his father's trading company recently?" Zhou Shiliu said more and more that it was possible.

Pan Junhong shook his head, expressing that he was not clear.

"Prevention is indispensable. From the pleasure he just accepted your 500 million yuan, I think it's not easy!"

Zhou Shiliu insisted on his point of view.

　The next day, it will be done every day~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)