Shenhao starts from seeing through scratch-off games

Chapter 72 Three hundred million, just for you
It can be said that the road has been difficult and bumpy, and I don't know how many times, they have almost been destroyed in the long river of history.

According to the contemporary market value, it is worth at least 10 billion yuan, but in China, due to the preferences of collectors, the value is about 3 million yuan.

Master Huo couldn't put it down when he saw this painting, and wanted to buy it for the price. He walked up to Wang Yu excitedly and asked, "Young man, can you sell this painting to me?"

"What the hell?"

Wang Yu was blinded all of a sudden: "Sell it to you?"

Master Huo nodded: "Yes, the price will never let you down!"

Qian Zhilong, who was standing on the side, couldn't stand it any longer, and directly interrupted their conversation: "Master Huo, don't screw with him there, hurry up and tell me how much this painting is worth?"

Master Huo pointed three fingers at everyone without saying a word.

Qian Zhilong asked curiously, "300 million?"

Master Huo shook his head: "Less!"

"Then... 3000 million?" Qian Zhilong was already a little frightened, his heartbeat was racing, his limbs were numb, and he had indigestion.

But Master Huo still shook his head: "Guess again!"

Qian Zhilong is not calm anymore, he thinks that 3000 million has already exceeded the value of his painting, if it is not right, is it 3 million?
Just now I made a bet with Wang Yu that if his paintings were worth more than my own, Wang Yu would have to earn the full amount and the paintings would not be returned to him.

In this case, Qian Zhilong would bleed profusely.

For Qian Zhilong, 3 million yuan is not a particularly serious harm. Originally, the money of their securities business department was obtained by harvesting leeks from stockholders. Although it cannot be said to be ill-gotten gains, there is no justice at all. Go, so Wang Yu won't be soft on him.

"This painting was made by the American painter Jackson Pilock. The year is 1948 and it is called "No. 1948". Pilock is the originator of American action painting art and a master of abstract expressionism. The first hero of painting to break away from European standards and establish a leading position in the international art world. In addition to the value of the painting itself, this painting also has the value of the contribution of master Pilock to modern painting. The value in our country is 3 million. If it is abroad, it can even be auctioned to 10 billion!"

Wang Yu already knew that this painting was worth 3 million yuan, but he never expected that it could be sold for 10 billion yuan abroad.

But it doesn't matter, the 7 million, the money that doesn't belong to him doesn't matter, anyway, I have such a powerful system, the big deal is that I can still earn the 7 million back with a little more time.

Besides, 3 million and 10 billion are money that cannot be spent, and they are all a series of numbers, so there is no need to be so serious.

On the other hand, after hearing Master Huo's explanation just now, Han Yingxi couldn't move her eyes anymore, she immediately regained her composure, and her mood was extremely happy. She also slowly let go of Wang Yu, stood aside, and her head was clear up.

"It's okay, it's okay, I was really scared to death just now!" Han Yingxi whispered to herself.

Wang Yu turned around and took a look: "I just said it's okay!"

Han Yingxi turned into that haughty look again, and gave Wang Yu a blank look: "You succeeded in picking up the leak again, you kid can do it!"

"You take this painting as a gift to Mr. Hussein. He has a great collection value, and it will definitely open his eyes!" Wang Yu said in a low voice.

Han Yingxi smiled excitedly: "Sure, what about yourself!"

"I'll go to other places to find leaks later. It's impossible for such a big antique market to have only one piece. If there is really no one, I will change it. Anyway, there are still 2 days left!"

Wang Yu is not in a hurry at all, the antique market will never lack places to pick up leaks.

After talking to Han Yingxi, Wang Yu walked out, stood in front of Qian Zhilong and said, "You lost, according to the regulations just now, you have to transfer the 3 million to me, you shouldn't Repudiation? Master Long!"

Qian Zhilong definitely won't renege on his debts, because he knows Han Yingxi's family status, if he wants to continue to hype today's incident and ruin Master Long's reputation, the company's stock price will plummet. If you buy any stocks in the wanderer seat, you will be smashed to death by other wanderers, and the loss in your hand is more than [-] million yuan.

For those who make financial investments, if they do not make a profit, they will lose more, so Qian Zhilong gritted his teeth and asked the sales department to transfer the 3 million cash directly to Wang Yu's card.

"It's just 1800 million yuan, it doesn't matter if I give it to you, I can earn it back in a few days, and today this painting can sell for 2 million yuan!" Qian Zhilong still refused to admit defeat at this time, feeling that he was only losing money. Only 8200 million.

Han Yingxi sent them off with a smiling face: "Go slowly, I won't send you off!"

Qian Zhilong left quickly.

After coming to the door, Qian Zhilong finally lost his temper: "This stinky bitch, I will make you unable to get out of bed one day, and this Wang Yu is just a little bit good at looking at antiques, I don't believe he has it." Three heads and six arms, dare to fight me, Long Shao?"

"Young Master Long, calm down first. For 3 million, we'll come back after we go to the financial market to cut a wave of food and drink. But aren't you going to attend the Tenglong Banquet on New Year's Day? Just express your heart to Mr. Han when the time comes. His old man I don't think Han Yingxi is so foolish, marrying his daughter to an ordinary young man with no power."

"That's right, as long as Han Yingxi is in my hands, what kind of thing is a little Wang Yu? He can only rely on the antique market to pick up things in his life. How can there be so many things worth hundreds of millions for him to pick up?" ?”

Qian Zhilong and Xiao Zhou thought about their dreams, found some psychological comfort, and drove away happily.

In the antique shop, things are not over yet.

Master Huo walked up to Wang Yu after seeing that the matter between the two of them was over, and said again: "Young man, think about it again. I will buy this painting for 5 million yuan. How about it?"

Han Yingxi hurriedly refused: "No, Master Huo, we are going to give this painting to Mr. Hussein at the Tenglong Banquet, and it cannot be sold!"

Master Huo didn't know Han Yingxi, but seeing that her temperament was very well dressed, she was obviously a few dimensions higher than Wang Yu, so he asked curiously: "Who is this girl?"

"The Han family in the capital, Han Qibin is my father!" Han Yingxi said.

Master Huo was taken aback. Although he didn't know Han Yingxie, he heard Han Qibin's name like thunder, and he was shocked: "Are you Han Qibin's daughter? This is the Korean-style group that came to Shanghai this time to cooperate with Ximen Medical and Kangde Biotechnology." Boss Han Qibin's daughter?"

This time, the cooperation between the three of them has already been on Du Niang's hot search, and it was also publicly released on the news. It was a big event that shocked the business community across the country.

Therefore, people who are more concerned about news or business know about this, and Master Huo is also one of the customers invited to the Tenglong Banquet.

"Yeah, so this painting is very important to me!" Han Yingxi explained.

(End of this chapter)