Bang!

In the office, Wang Ge angrily supported his hand on the table.

"Bastard! Didn't you say that Ouyang Kaishan must get this Jinnong lacquer book? I spent such a big price to bribe the old men of Yao and Shun. With the auction commission, more than four million, you lost me more than four million!"

The man stood at the table, trembling slightly, "I don't know what's going on. It is expected to raise the price to 40 million. After all, the estimated price of this work is 40 million, which is the lowest transaction price. Ouyang Guoqing has been raising the bid without hesitation."

"Shut up! What I want is not the process, the result, the result!"

"I'm sorry, Master."

Wang Ge unbuttoned the buttons on his clothes and paced back and forth, "Now, I'm fine. I've worked so hard, but the things were in his hands. He also gave Yao Shun's Hu Bie San a full meal. Mu Zilan, you are so good. Master didn't love you in vain!"

Listening to Wang Ge's praise, the young man standing in front was even more frustrated, "Master, I'll just get the money."

"This is not a question of whether or not money is money. Old Man Ouyang has been trying to intervene in the cultural industry in recent years. How can he succeed? This time I just want to teach him a lesson. Now, I am better, I will fight against the generals. How can I swallow this tone!"

"The information I collected shows that in recent years, Ouyang Kaishan has been looking for this work in Europe. Although it is very secret, he was still discovered by Mu. He visited Huizhou several times a while ago. It seems that he was also going to this work."

Wang Ge sighed and narrowed his eyes, ""Wan Wuwang", is there any secret hidden in this authentic work?"

"I don't know this, by the way, Master, guess who did I see at the auction house?"

"Speak quickly! I don't want to guess."

The man's sharpened chin curled slightly to the left, and the corner of his mouth raised, "The person you are looking for, Zhong Yue."

Several messages suddenly collided, and Wang Ge narrowed his eyes, "Zhong Yue... sits with Ouyang Guoqing?"

"That's not, but it seems like she is very familiar with Ouyang Ming."

"The sons of the National Army... Huizhou, Qishu, Ouyang family... This way it is straightened out. Go and write an invitation."

Mu Zilan was stunned, "Ah?"

"What? Go."

“What to write?”

"I sent a letter to Xi Qichang and Ouyang Kaishan, your old man and the famous Shanghai cultural industry, to appreciate the eight weirdos of Yangzhou, Mr. Dong Xin's masterpiece of lacquer books. The location is located in Kaihongxuan, I don't believe it. If you don't take the hook once, Ouyang Kaishan, this old fish, can't get the hook twice!"

...

...

Ouyang Guoqing stood in the study, "That's how it is. The low price of 35 million was taken away. Dad, why don't you let the bid again? You know that your mother likes Mr. Dong Xin's calligraphy and painting works the most."

Ouyang Kaishan rubbed the sandalwood beads in his hand, "I believe Zhong Yue's judgment."

"You would rather believe in an unknown junior than believe in the eyes of Mr. Xi and his older friends and the appraisal masters of Yao and Shun? It's so ridiculous!"

"I believe Xiaoyue will not be targeted."

Ouyang Guoqing's Bodhisattva's temper is a little angry and misses his treasures. He is a little unhappy when he doesn't fight with others on weekdays. "You are not enlightened now? That kid just wants to raise his value and let you reuse him. Don't look at this person coming out of the valley, he is very scheming!"

"Okay, go get busy. That's it."

"Oh! I have never argued with my elder brother and younger brother. Now, even my only interest, father, do you have to restrain me?"

Ouyang Kaishan's eyes became sharp in an instant. Looking at his son, his voice became low, "I gave you a chance. If you don't make a name for yourself, who can you blame?"

Ye An walked in and passed by Ouyang Guoqing who was leaving.

"The national youth lost his temper again?"

Ouyang Kaishan chuckled and said, "Like his mother, he loses his temper without reason. He doesn't have the courage of my youth at all. He is really brave. I asked him to stop at the auction and he can bid in one go. Even if he spends 60 million, I won't blink my eyelids."

Ye An put a document on his desk, "Look at this document. Also, the news I just got was Wang Ge who took the work in the afternoon. He was preparing to invite many celebrities from the cultural circles in Shanghai to organize an art salon."

Ouyang Kaishan simply read the documents in his hand, signed the documents, looked up and asked, "Is there any share for me?"

"The National Youth was invited."

"Haha. I was a little suspicious before, but now I believe it."

...

Zhong Yue stood outside Gelan Garden with a long brocade box.

The security guard at the door looked fierce and vicious, alerting to this young man who could not speak Shanghai.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "I'll come to find Mr. Xi Qichang."

"There are too many people looking for Master Xi, it's impossible. You go back."

"I've already been on the phone with him."

The security guard smiled and said, "Don't think I'll let you in."

Zhong Yue looked at the community security guard who was wearing a little unstandard clothes, "Are you a substitute for someone?"

"How do you know?"

"How can security guards in such high-end communities speak Mandarin so unstandard?"

A hint of panic flashed across the security guard's face, "Go in, go in. I can see Master Xi, it depends on your ability."

When Zhong Yue saw the security guard wanting to let him go, he opened his mouth and said with a clear conscience, "I really talked to Mr. Xi."

"Okay, okay. I will take the place of Prince Ala. I have heard the routine of having too many passes, so go in."

The phone in the communication room suddenly rang.

"Hello."

"Bedroom 512, Xi Qichang. The young man at the door is my student, put it in."

The security guard looked at Zhong Yue's smiling expression and opened his mouth wide, "Now... go in."

“See you goodbye…”

Zhong Yue walked inside with the scroll.

Gelanyuan is a good community. Zhong Yue took the elevator to Xi Qichang's house and rang the doorbell.

The door opened was an old lady with tortoiseshell reading glasses.

"Hello, I'll look for Mr. Xi."

"Young young man, come in. Old man, someone is looking for her."

Xi Qichang came over and said with a smile: "Zhong Yue, come in."

Zhong Yue changed his slippers, "Old Mr. Xi, Mr. Ouyang said that your skills in appreciating calligraphy and painting are also first-class. This time I came here to find you to see a painting."

The old lady who was making tea smiled and said, "I am good at calligraphy and painting, old man, this Zhong Yue is..."

"A little paint, I told you a few days ago, that interesting young man."

The old lady smiled and said, "I remember, I thought the comrade in her thirties and forties was so young."

Zhong Yue's eyes twitched, three... she was still a comrade in her thirties and forties...
Chapter completed!