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Chapter 88 Sky-high Statue

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Although he had denied the transaction from the bottom of his heart, Li Yi decided to go up and touch it. If he had cold air, he would be a fool!

I walked carefully to the ink painting and looked carefully for a while. However, my appreciation level was really limited. I just thought it looked good, but I couldn't tell how much it was worth. ⊙

He squatted slowly, slowly placed his hand on the scroll of the painting, touched it gently, and then put it away. The breath was cold, not much worse than the glass type, but the time was very short.

Unfortunately, the cold air cannot be used as a basis for value judgment. Li Yi shook his head and was about to refuse, but suddenly he remembered that he didn't understand, but there was a big crocodile hidden behind him. He was the master who even refused the Louvre. He must know Cui Ruzhuo's level!

After thinking about it for a while, Li Yi signaled to go out and make a call, and then Liu Xibo took it to another empty house.

"Cui Ruzhuo's work? How big is it?"

"It's more than 30 centimeters wide and it's probably ten meters long, and it's a group of eight."

On the phone, Hu Zhiyuan exclaimed lightly and said:

"Is it his "Lotus Wind in Prosperous Ages"?"

I'm going, this guy is really amazing. Before I could say anything, my master even guessed which work it was!

"If it is confirmed that it is genuine, six million dollars is not expensive. If you don't have enough money, just buy it. It's hard to say if you have too much, and it's okay to make one or two million."

Li Yi hung up the phone, thought for a while, and called Hu Jinquan who was far away in Yanjing. Because of Wang Shizhen's manuscript, the two of them also called several times. This time Li Yi didn't say much and directly told the second Mr. Hu about the situation.

"The market price should be between 30 million and 40 million. If you don't have enough money, just buy it. That painting is a fine work of Lao Cui."

Six or seven million US dollars, three or four million soft sister coins, the two big guys' judgments are basically the same. In other words, Bob is at least very realistic about this, and he did not lie to him, and even gave him some discounts.

Unfortunately, no one understands Franz!

Li Yi thought for a long time but couldn't make up his mind. Suddenly, the door moved gently and Liu Xibo walked in.

"Mr. Li, I hope you can reach this deal. Because Cui Ruzhuo's paintings have been very hot in the past two years, and if you hand over this painting "The Prosperous Lotus Wind" to me for auction, I am confident that I can operate it to more than 100 million Hong Kong dollars!"

I'll go! Li Yi was shocked. Although Hong Kong dollars are not as valuable as Ruanmei coins, it's not much different. This old guy doubled his master's valuation! Could it be that he is really standing on my side? But why?

"Because Bob is going to give this painting to Christie's for auction, because he doesn't believe that I can auction the painting to over HK$100 million. It's that simple, I need a chance to prove myself right."

Li Yi patted his forehead. If this painting can be shot more than 100 million as Liu Xibo said, then the addition of the two is not much different from his expectations for "Untitled", and this plan is much more insurable than the auction of "Untitled".

Because even if so many people say that the price of his "Untitled" No. 1 painting cannot be captured, Li Yi also feels it is impossible to be captured. There is also a very high possibility, that is, the estimated 15 million US dollars by Liu Xibo is an unattainable ceiling.

"Okay, deal!"

After some thought, Li Yi returned to the VIP room and held Bob's skinny hands.

Li Xiong did not say a word during the entire transaction. At this moment, he saw that the transaction was completed, and walked up with a smile and wrote a transfer check of 13 million US dollars and 1.5 million US dollars respectively. After handing it to the financial staff called by Liu Xibo, he silently sat back to his original position, waiting for verification results.

When the deal was concluded, Bob was in a very good mood. After signing his name on the contract, he pointed to the big box that Li Yi placed on the coffee table and asked:

"Mr. Li, is this one you are also antique? If it is convenient, can we enjoy it?"

Li Yi nodded. He originally brought it to Liu Xibo to help estimate the price. Now there are two more foreign appraisers, so it is estimated that the estimate should be more accurate.

When the box was opened, Li Yi didn't say anything. He wanted to see their eyesight. If he couldn't even recognize it, what price would he estimate?

Sure enough, seeing that this big guy was just a clock, including Liu Xibo, all the people lost interest. However, Li Xiong didn't know what he found, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He walked up and looked carefully for a while, and even brought white gloves to touch them a few times. Finally, after sitting back, he signaled the foreigner sitting next to him to go up and take a look.

The foreigner was an old man in his sixties. From his expression, he could tell that he was a little dissatisfied. But the boss told me that he had to look at it even if he didn't look at it. Unexpectedly, after seeing it, he let out a light "huh" and then his eyebrows were tied up, and he became bigger and bigger.

This immediately attracted the attention of two other appraisers. Liu Xibo and another old man walked up almost at the same time, squatted next to the appraiser, and looked at the statue together.

After a while, several people began to communicate in a low voice, but Li Yi didn't understand a single word, but he could hear two words, namely France and Mayor!

These guys are indeed masters with real talents and knowledge! Now, Li Yi's sense of crisis has become even more serious. Without the spiritual appraisal card, he is nothing! But what if the spiritual appraisal card is really gone?

He swore that he would not be the brilliant fireworks of that moment, he would be the everlasting star!

After discussing for a while, the three top appraisers finally agreed to their opinions. Liu Xibo is here again.

"The bronze statue of French sculpture master Mayor, this clock was also a product from France in the early 20th century, but the statue was not originally brought, but was later glued. Mr. Li, if you can hand this collection over to us for auction, I promise that you will be able to get a satisfactory price for you."

At this time, Li Xiong slowly stood up. He first handed Li Yi a business card, then spread his slap.

"Five million, US dollars."

Bob looked at Li Xiong in surprise, turned around and asked his appraiser a few more words, then took out his cell phone and started fiddling with him.

Five million US dollars? Li Yi was a little surprised at this price, but he was not going to sell it even if it was higher. This was his apprenticeship!

Seeing that Liu Xibo seemed to be talking again, Li Xiong turned around and discussed with the appraiser for a while, stretched out a finger.

"Ten million!"

The second offer doubled? Li Yi was shocked. It seemed that the statue was amazing too! But this way, it could not be sold. Even if it was not given to the master, it could not be sold! Who knows how much it is worth? Didn’t you see Liu Xibo looking like he was reluctant to speak?

Seeing Li Yi rejecting again, Li Xiong sighed, spread his hands, and turned around and left with Bob in a cool manner.

"Oh, God, fortunately you didn't promise him! Lee, do you know? Your statue is very, very precious!"

After using three very special items in a row, I didn't say how much it was worth. Li Yi expressed his contempt.

"The masters of sculpture masters are mostly large-scale sculptures, and there are almost no such elves! You can check the Internet. A sculpture by Modigliani has just sold at a sky-high price of 70 million US dollars, but in terms of sculpture attainments, it is obvious that Mayor is even higher!"

I'll just go! Li Yi was almost fainted. I thought that at most it was only a few million higher than Li Xiong's offer, but I didn't expect it to soar to 70 million! It's still US dollars!

"However, the value of a work is sometimes not completely linked to the level of the creator. Because Modigliani died early, there are few works passed down from generation to generation, so although he is better at painting,..."

Li Yi almost got angry and survived, your uncle! How much is it worth?
Chapter completed!
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