Game Tycoon Reborn

"Entrusted to you?" Lu Youshan asked suspiciously.

Master Fang smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, this painting can still be kept in your hands. Of course, if you are not at ease, you can also hand it over to our auction house for safekeeping, but only need to charge a storage fee.

If you are willing to entrust our auction company to auction this work, we can sign a formal consignment auction contract, and I will issue an authentication certificate for this work, and then the auction house will charge the auction price after the auction is completed [-]% as commission, everything is legal and reasonable. "

It sounded very reliable. Master Fang didn't mean to take this ancient painting away, but just explained the entrusted auction, and the commission charged was very reasonable.

At this time, Mr. Li on the side also nodded repeatedly and said: "Mr. Lu, you have made a lot of money this time! Once this work is auctioned, you will earn at least 800 million yuan. This is a great thing! !"

That Master Fang smiled and said: "Yes! Our auction house has a history of hundreds of years in Hong Kong Island, and the reputation has always been very good. You can choose to consign this painting to our auction house, as long as you pay a certain security fee. You can also wait for the auction, and then take this painting to Hong Kong Island to participate."

Both of them felt that Lu Youshan would definitely sell this painting, because he really didn't look like a person who likes to appreciate calligraphy and painting.

Lu Youshan thought for a while, then suddenly said with a smile: "Menglin, you said that putting my painting in your company's office, would it look very foreign?"

Lu Menglin laughed, and said: "It's okay! Actually, I don't know how to appreciate this. I rarely go there. That office is used by Wang Shaoxiao."

Hearing the conversation between the father and son, it seems that they don't want to sell the "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains", but want to use this painting as a decoration. In the eyes of Master Fang and President Li, this idea is simply unimaginable.

"Mr. Lu, why are you so confused? You sold this painting and exchanged it for 1000 million. Using this money to support your son's career, isn't it more useful than hanging the painting on the wall?" Mr. Li asked angrily. road.

"That's right! This authentic work should be collected by big collectors in order to reflect its artistic value. You hang it in the office, it's a waste of money!" Master Fang also had a heartbroken expression on his face. Anger at its indisputable meaning.

Lu Youshan waved his hands unwaveringly, and smiled.

Said: "You don't know, my son is rich, he doesn't lack these 1000 million! And this is a good thing his father got, give him a commemoration, we are also foreign, like others arty, I think Good!"

Father Lu's words were simple, direct and sincere.

Hearing these words, Su Xuehen felt that the words were full of a father's love for his son.

In terms of earning money and career, Lu Youshan may not be able to compare with his son in this lifetime, but he just wants to leave his best and most valuable things to his son.

What Lu Youshan said made President Li and Master Fang dumbfounded!

Why doesn't this person play cards according to common sense?Dare to have a mine at home!

Ordinary people know that the calligraphy and paintings in their hands are valuable, how can they not want to cash them out quickly?With greed, there is room for their interests. If everyone is like Lu Youshan and wants to leave their calligraphy and paintings to their sons, they will all have to go to the northwest wind.

Mr. Li and Master Fang looked at each other, the latter rolled his eyes twice, suddenly frowned and said, "Nonsense! It's just nonsense!"

As soon as these words came out, and the tone was so unfriendly, Lu Youshan was immediately taken aback, and looked at the other party suspiciously.

He probably didn't expect that the master would dare to yell so loudly in his own home. What is he doing?what's the situation?

At this time, Master Fang pretended to be profound, shook his head mysteriously, and sighed in the most honest tone: "Mr. Lu, you are so confused!"

"Why am I so confused?" Lu Youshan asked in astonishment.

"Think about it! You gave such a precious piece of calligraphy and painting to your son, and you have to put it in his office. This is the root of disaster! As the saying goes, if you don't reveal your wealth, you will burn yourself. The wealth is grandly placed in the son's office, isn't that clearly attracting people to covet it?"

"Furthermore, how old is your son? As the old saying goes, good deeds carry value! How can he bear such a large amount of wealth at such a young age? You are not pampering him, but harming him!"

This Master Fang had a sincere and earnest expression, and he was spitting, his eyebrows were beaming, and his heart was hurting. He thought that his performance was perfect and his acting skills were very online.

Unexpectedly, Lu Youshan had a face full of laughter, not only him, but even Mrs. Lu was covering her mouth and snickering, the couple were completely unmoved!

Seeing this, Master Fang's heart sank, but he didn't know where he was showing his secrets?

Lu Youshan chuckled, waved his hands, and said, "Master, you don't understand our family's situation. My son is not an ordinary child. Let alone an ancient painting worth tens of millions, even adding two zeros , put it in his place, he can afford it."

"He is much more capable than I am. We rely on him to revitalize the entire Liufang, and we are in this situation today."

When Lu Youshan introduced his son, he had a smug smile on his face, and the pride was beyond words.

Give birth to a child like Lu Menglin!

Lu Youshan has such a good son, which is his lifelong pride, and it is also the basis for his Liu Fang to be proud, and he will never allow anyone to defile him.

Master Fang was immediately at a loss for words, because he had no words.

But at this time, that President Li finally remembered something, and immediately matched Lu Menglin's identity, and was so startled that cold sweat broke out on his back.

This cannot be blamed on him, because

Because the young man in front of him is really too young!He is so young that no one can associate him with the man who founded Menglin Group, created the number one online game in the country, and built a legendary theme park in Liufang.

Maybe Lu Menglin's legend is too brilliant, so it feels unreal.Many people subconsciously listen to things that are too far away as a joke, but they never expect that one day they will meet the real Buddha face to face.

Maybe this is the legendary real person who doesn't show his face, who doesn't show his face!

At this moment, when Mr. Li looked at Lu Menglin again, he always felt that the other party had an aura of power without anger, and even that seemingly easy-going and harmless smile became unfathomable.

At this time, no one expected that Su Xuehen, who had been silent by the side, would also speak.

"Uncle Lu, this painting is fake." Su Xuehen's words made everyone in the living room startled.

Especially that Master Fang, who glared angrily and looked angry.

Su Xuehen's words made it clear that he didn't want to give him face as a master, and deliberately played against him!

"Little girl, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately! Why do you say that this painting is fake? I, Fang Daqian, have been in the painting world for decades and have never seen it. If you can't tell why, come , I will not spare you." Master Fang said proudly.

People like him who are in the rivers and lakes pay attention to being alone, not falling down, having a stable aura, and being able to collapse in any situation.

Su Xuehen was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "When I was in Hong Kong Island Women's University, I took a Chinese painting appreciation class, and I happened to talk about this "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains"."

"Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains" is a work of Yuan Dynasty painter Huang Gongwang in his later years. It was drawn for a man named Wuyongshi. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, this painting was passed to the collector Wu Hongyu. This person is very selfish , when he was about to die, he wanted to burn this painting for burial, but fortunately his nephew snatched it out of the fire, but the painting was burned into two large and small pieces."

"The first part is called "The Picture of Remaining Mountains", which is now stored in a provincial museum in China, and the second part is called "The Scroll of the Useless Master", which has been collected by the National Palace Museum in Taipei. The original of this painting was burned as early as the Ming Dynasty This is recorded in the history of painting, so when we see this complete painting, it cannot be authentic.”

Su Xuehen spoke eloquently, with names and surnames, with reasons and evidence, and everyone nodded frequently.

But that Master Fang stared round his eyes, showing an expression of disbelief.

He originally thought that when he came to such a small place like Liufang, the people's wisdom was not yet developed, and he could fool people with just any allusions, but he didn't expect that Su Xuehen, a little girl who looked like a jade pecking at powder, would tell the truth with a single word.

Mr. Li was so anxious that he was in a cold sweat, he quickly winked at Master Fang, asking him to be soft and beg for mercy, no one in Liufang can afford to provoke the Lu family!

Unexpectedly, Master Fang didn't admit it, but raised his head, still sneered arrogantly and said: "Huang-haired girl, she just learned a little superficiality, and dare to use an axe in front of the old man? It's ridiculous!"

"This "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains", in addition to the "Remaining Mountains" and "Wuyongshi Scroll" you just mentioned, there is also a "Ziming Scroll", do you know?"

Master Fang raised his volume all of a sudden, trying to overwhelm others with force, but Su Xuehen was unafraid, like a winter plum proud of snow, spewing out his youth.

"Of course I know." Su Xuehen said with a faint smile.

Chapter 682 Family Affairs, State Affairs, Heart Matters