Those born in the 1980s should be familiar with the game Legend World. After Legend World was introduced to China from Bangzi in 2001, it became popular. In all Internet cafes across the country, you can see rows of people playing Legend World. Some even stay in Internet cafes for several months.

, fighting the zombie king in the zombie cave for a dog book, and forming a team to attack Sabak.

At that time, this legendary game was really crazy. Lin Bufan also played it and spent a month's living expenses to buy a game of Judgment.

Shengda Company, which introduced the game Legend, also made a lot of money, and its boss Chen Qiaoqiao even aspired to be the richest man in China at the time.

It is no exaggeration to say that the game Legend has brought at least tens of billions of revenue to Chen Qiaoqiao.

At that time, Lin Bufan also specifically learned about the father of Legend. The game Legend was developed and produced by Park Zhenghao of Bangzi Kingdom. Park Zhenghao himself was also the boss of the game company.

In 2003, Park Jung-ho published an autobiography. At that time, the autobiography was only released in Bangzi Country. Lin Bufan asked a classmate who studied in Bangzi Country to buy the autobiography, and then used a Chinese-Korean dictionary to translate it bit by bit. Encountered

If you don’t understand, just ask the foreign students from Bangzi country in the university.

In addition to Park Jung-ho's own affairs, he also described his sister's affairs in his autobiography.

There was a photo of his sister in the autobiography. Lin Bufan thought it looked good, so he cut out the photo of his sister Park Xinyue and posted it on the wall of his dormitory.

I didn't expect to meet Park Xinyue here.

Park Xinyue wears a pink rose-scented tight-fitting robe with sleeves top. She wears an emerald green smoked gauze skirt underneath. Her waist is tied into a big bow with soft gold silk yarn. Her hair hangs down, her figure is slender, and she is alluring.

Human soul.

She was sitting on the sunny side, holding a tea cup, gently sipping the tea with her red lips, and her curved eyelashes were so beautiful.

"This picture of a mountain dwelling is really good."

"I think this painting of Zhang Daqian's Mountains is pretty good. Mr. Liang has so many treasures."

"The biggest collector in Hangzhou is not called him for nothing."

Several collectors looked at the paintings on the wall and admired them.

"Everyone, I have something good for you to see." Liang Qian greeted, and several collectors came over to look at it.

After they returned to the tea table and sat down, Liang Qian first introduced Lin Bufan, saying he was the grandson of a friend, and then told him about Pu Xinyue's identity. Pu Xinyue contacted Mr. Liang through his student.

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Later Liang Qian opened Qianlong's "Yangzhou Riverside".

As soon as the painting was unfolded, several collectors were shocked.

The charm of ancient paintings does not need words. Several collectors are discerning people, and the compelling and majestic feeling of real things is innate.

"This was painted by Emperor Qianlong when he went to the south of the Yangtze River. Oh my, it's really worthwhile to see such paintings in this life." An old man wearing a watermelon hat exclaimed.

The others lowered their heads and looked at it carefully, and after a while they also exclaimed that it was a masterpiece.

Everyone knows that Emperor Qianlong visited Jiangnan, and the significance of the background makes the painting even more valuable.

"Mr. Liang, you have so many treasures."

"It's really enviable."

"Emperor paintings are valuable."

Liang Qian smiled and continued to open the other two paintings. Several collectors' eyes almost dropped to the ground after looking at them.

The coveted and jealous expression was beyond words.

Lin Bufan discovered a detail. When he opened the painting of Emperor Qianlong, Pu Xinyue had no expression. When he opened Wang Wei's "Nostalgia", Pu Xinyue's beautiful eyes became round, and you could see the emotion in her eyes.

brilliance.

"To be honest, these three paintings were commissioned by a friend of mine. Do you have any ideas?" Liang Qian asked.

"Is such a painting also for sale? Will the price be even higher if it is kept for a few years?" The old man in the watermelon hat asked puzzledly.

"My friend opened a company and needed a lot of money to run it, so it was a helpless move." Liang Qian explained.

"I see."

These collectors are all from well-off families, and they all intend to buy these three paintings.

Liang Qian knew a lot about calligraphy and painting. He offered 20 million for Qianlong's paintings, 15 million for Wang Wei's paintings, and 18 million for Shi Tao's paintings.

After some bidding, Watermelon Hat bought Qianlong's painting for 35 million, and a wizened old man bought Shi Tao's painting for 25 million.

When it was Wang Wei's turn to paint, a fat man with a fat face asked for 16 million.

"20 million." Park Xinyue's Chinese is very standard. Lin Bufan has read Park Zhenghao's autobiography, which states that Park Xinyue studied abroad in China and had a Chinese boyfriend.

Pu Xinyue came to China to study Chinese language and literature. Bangzi country did not have writing in ancient times. Later, it borrowed Chinese characters to create Bangzi writing. Pu Xinyue came to China to study Chinese culture, so Wang Wei was

Calligraphers and poetry writers are particularly interested in it. She herself is also a quasi-expert in identifying calligraphy, painting and calligraphy.

The fat man frowned and said, "The little girl started asking for 20 million, which is really cruel."

"Because I like it, why don't you stop arguing with me, senior." Pu Xinyue said with a faint smile.

"I also like Wang Wei's calligraphy and painting, so I can't give up 21 million." The fat uncle shouted.

"25 million." Park Xinyue didn't even blink.

The fat uncle gritted his teeth: "26 million."

"30 million."

As soon as he said this, the whole audience was shocked.

The fat man smiled awkwardly and said, "You are really a chaebol from the Bangzi Kingdom and have a lot of money. I will give this painting to you."

"Thank you!" Park Xinyue accepted the painting, wrote a check and handed it to Liang Qian.

After the three paintings were sold, there was a small talk.

Liang Qian said that he would hold a small auction in Pinmingju for a while, and would invite major collectors, antique lovers, and business owners in the province.

"Okay, I will definitely participate when the time comes." Several collectors said.

Pu Xinyue held Wang Wei's paintings and tasted them carefully, her face full of contentment and excitement.

"Ms. Park, you seem to like literati's paintings very much." Lin Bufan chatted up.

"Well, I especially like Wang Wei's poems. For example, I urge you to drink a glass of wine. You go west to Yangguan without any old friends. For example, you are a stranger in a foreign land. You miss your family even more during festivals. It's so literary."

"Ms. Park speaks Chinese very well."

"I am studying here and this is my fourth year."

"No wonder." Lin Bufan took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Miss Park's brother is Park Zhenghao. I have always admired your brother..."

Before Lin Bufan finished speaking, Pu Xinyue frowned and interrupted.

"If you want to get to know my brother, just go through other connections. I don't want to get involved in my brother's business."

Lin Bufan secretly blamed himself for being too impatient.

After that, Park Xinyue joined Liang Qian and the others in their conversation, but Lin Bufan was stunned and couldn't get a word in.

After more than two hours, the collectors left one after another.

Liang Tingting made a long tube for Pu Xinyue, which was used to hold Wang Wei's paintings.

In the small hall, Liang Qian handed three checks to Lin Bufan, totaling 90 million.

After seeing Liang Qian's connections, Lin Bufan said: "I will give you a 5% commission on the antique calligraphy and paintings I buy from now on."

"No, no, no. It's just a piece of cake for me. Besides, you already gave me a gentleman's proud bamboo. How can I ask for your money again?"

"Mr. Liang, please don't be polite. Everything will be settled one by one. Your commission will be much less than that of the auction house."

Generally, auction houses charge a commission of 15% to 20% and pay taxes, and there are many tricks in the auction house.

The most important thing is that the auction house is for the society. If there is something terrible in Lin Bufan's treasure, trouble will occur.

In the end, Liang Qian couldn't resist Lin Bufan and had no choice but to agree.

"Why didn't Mr. Liang ask me why I have so many treasures in my hands?"

Lin Bufan tentatively said.

Liang Qian smiled and said: "Ask what you should ask, but don't ask what you shouldn't. After all, treasures such as antiques, jades, calligraphy and paintings are all left over from ancient times. They have experienced many dynasties and many wars. They are nothing more than yours."

In my hand, in my hand, so there's nothing to ask."

Liang Qian is right. The owners of the objects handed down from ancient times are no longer there, so there is no need to investigate how they came about.

During the Eight-Power Allied Forces, so many treasures went overseas. Can those gringos who claim to be legally certified treasure holders prove that they are upright?

No!

So Liang Qian didn't ask.

Lin Bufan sighed: "Mr. Liang, I can't thank you enough."

"You're welcome." Liang Qian smiled and said, "Just now I saw that you seemed to have some thoughts about Miss Park. Do you want me to help you?"

"Hahahaha..." Lin Bufan laughed and said, "I am a drunkard and don't care about drinking."

Lin Bufan wanted to get in touch with Park Zhenghao through Park Xinyue.
To be continued...