amaotonovel Chapter 122 Counterfeits
Chapter 122 Counterfeits
“That’s more like it. I thought you were going to just buy some random gift to fool Grandma and Chairman Zhuo.”
Deng Lingling looked at Su Zichen with a half-smile.
Su Zichen felt a wave of embarrassment, as if her thoughts had been read by the other party.
"Song Yanqing and I are going to the auction house."
"The really good stuff is in there. If you're going to give a gift, you should definitely choose from there."
"Cousin Zichen, would you like to come along?"
He knew, of course, that Su Zichen didn't have much savings and couldn't afford the items in the auction house.
The reason I said that on purpose was to smear her.
Because Su Zichen has been blind since childhood, Deng Lingling didn't take her seriously at all.
Unexpectedly, Su Zichen regained her sight after getting married.
After regaining her sight, Su Zichen was even more beautiful and younger than herself.
Even in their careers, they have left him far behind.
The only thing that brought Deng Lingling some comfort was that Su Zichen married a convict.
Compared to her boyfriend Song Yanqing, she was completely different.
Even so, Deng Lingling was still very unhappy.
Why should someone I look down on be the chairman's assistant?
Can he also be in charge of such a large project as the Sanjiang Chamber of Commerce?
He was just a deputy manager in a department.
"Sister Lingling, Lu Chenyang and I want to visit other places, so we won't be going to the auction." Su Zichen made an excuse and politely declined Deng Lingling's offer.
"This street market area is full of junk, what's there to see?"
"The most upscale place is the auction house; all the real treasures are there."
"If we're going to choose a gift for Chairman Zhuo, we should definitely choose an auction house."
"You're not still thinking of buying a gift from a street vendor, are you?"
Deng Lingling had already made up her mind to embarrass Su Zichen, so how could she possibly let him go?
"Well... alright then..." Knowing she couldn't refuse, Su Zichen could only bite the bullet and say, "Let's go to the auction house together and see if there are any suitable gifts."
Despite saying that, Su Zichen had already made up her mind.
No matter what the other party is auctioning, I will never utter a sound.
When Deng Lingling asked, she said she hadn't found anyone she liked.
Deng Lingling led the group to the Treasure Pavilion on the antique street.
This is the largest auction house in the entire Zhonghai City.
Su Zichen pulled Lu Chenyang to find a corner to sit down, so as not to attract attention.
"Master Song, is there any treasure you've got your eye on at this auction?" Someone greeted Song Yanqing as soon as he entered the auction hall.
"Master?" Su Zichen looked at Song Yanqing in surprise. "Could you be a martial arts master?"
Su Zichen didn't know much about Song Yanqing.
I've only heard Deng Lingling say that he owns his own company and is worth several hundred million.
Looking at it now, could he possibly be a martial arts master?
"Although my Song Yanqing is not a martial arts master."
"But he is a well-known treasure appraiser throughout the entire Zhongyu Province."
"He is quite famous in the entire antique industry."
Deng Lingling raised her head and said with a proud expression.
"It's just something I played around with, nothing to mention." Song Yanqing put on a humble appearance. "Because the clients I often deal with are big bosses with assets of billions or tens of billions."
"They like antiques and such, so I put in some effort and did some research."
"As for the title of master, it is all an overstatement."
Although he spoke modestly, his proud expression was evident.
"Oh my, what a coincidence!"
“My husband is also very good at appraising antiques.”
"I can exchange ideas with Mr. Song in the future."
Su Zichen said happily.
"Lu Chenyang can appraise antiques? Are you sure you're not kidding me?" Deng Lingling said with a look of disdain. "Our Song Yanqing is a well-known antique appraisal master throughout the entire Zhongyu Province."
"How dare Lu Chenyang, a convict, be compared to my Song Yanqing?"
"I think he's just read a few books on antique appraisal from street stalls."
"Then, he boasted that he was an expert in appraising antiques."
"Only you would believe such nonsense."
"In my opinion, he's a complete joke."
Hearing Deng Lingling's sarcastic remarks, Su Zichen was very angry.
But considering there were many people around, and it would be awkward for everyone if things got out of hand, I held back for the time being.
Just then, the auction officially began.
The first item up for auction today is Xu Xihong's "One Hundred Horses" painting.
A beautiful woman in a fitted, low-cut dress stepped onto the stage and presented a classical painting to the audience.
In that painting, many fine horses are galloping, which looks quite spectacular.
"My goodness, the first item is Xu Xihong's Hundred Horses painting. That's quite a high bar."
"Yes, Xu Xihong is one of the top-ranked painting masters in China right now. I heard that very few of his paintings have been passed down, I didn't expect to find them for sale here."
"Yes, yes, yes, this is a golden opportunity! I'm definitely taking this painting."
The woman on the stage continued, "The starting bid for the 'One Hundred Horses' painting is 200 million, and each bid must be at least 20 higher."
"I'll offer 260 million."
"Don't even try to take 300 million from me!"
"I'll offer 350 million..."
Although the starting bid for this painting of one hundred horses is not too high.
However, in the blink of an eye, it had already soared to over 600 million.
Moreover, judging from the way it looks, 600 million is not enough to stop it; it's trending towards 1000 million.
"The Hundred Horses painting is indeed Xu Xihong's masterpiece."
"If it's genuine, it's worth at least 800 to 1,000 million."
"It's a pity that this is a fake; I wouldn't even take it for 800 yuan."
"I never imagined that such a large auction house as the Treasure Pavilion would have fakes. It's truly an eye-opener."
The bidding was in full swing, but Song Yanqing shook her head and said...
"What? You're saying this painting is fake?"
Upon hearing Song Yanqing's words, everyone around couldn't help but look at him.
"Sir, are you sure you're referring to this painting of a hundred horses?" An elderly man in martial arts training clothes looked at Song Yanqing with disbelief.
Although the old man had gray hair, his complexion was ruddy and his voice was full of energy; he was clearly a high-ranking person who had long held a position of power.
"That's right, I'm talking about the painting of a hundred horses on the stage."
Song Yanqing commented calmly.
"Little brother, you haven't made a mistake, have you?"
"Several masters at the Treasure Pavilion have authenticated it as genuine."
"Moreover, this painting has Xu Xihong's seal on it."
"How could this painting possibly be fake?"
The people around them were talking amongst themselves, clearly expressing doubt about Song Yanqing's words.
One of the glamorous women said disdainfully, "Our family is a family of collectors."
“I’ve seen this painting too; it’s definitely a genuine work by Master Xu Xihong.”
"Think what you want." Song Yanqing didn't argue with anyone, she just smiled faintly.
It gives people a sense of profound mystery.
"I don't believe you for a second. You're definitely trying to belittle this painting to drive down the price." The glamorous woman immediately raised her bidding paddle, "700 million!"
Compared to the glamorous woman's resolute stance, the others around her seemed hesitant.
Although they are rich, millions don't just fall from the sky.
After a brief discussion, someone else started holding up a sign, "750 million!"
"780 million!"
"Don't try to take it from me, it's 800 million!"
These people all chose to trust their own judgment, and they argued fiercely among themselves.