Han Feng looked at the beautiful Ning Jing, her charming body dressed in professional attire to make her look very sexy, and couldn't help but laugh: "Mr. Ning, that's too much. How can my so-called style be as good as Mr. Ning's case? Haha."
Jing Jing rolled her eyes at this guy: "Please"
Hanfeng touched his nose: "Thank you"
Ning Jing drove the car herself, Han Feng sat next to her, admiring her beautiful profile, and felt very good.
Jing Jing felt that she was being stared at and admired by this kid, so she turned around, her cute apple face flushed and said coquettishly: "Why are you always looking at me?"
Hanfeng laughed: "Haha, if you don't seize the opportunity to appreciate a beautiful woman by your side, then he is not a man, hehe."
Jing Jing was so happy that she was praised, so she said with a stern face: "My mouth is full of flowers."
The guests invited this time were all arranged to stay in a five-star hotel in the convention and exhibition center. Hanfeng's room was in Room 2122 on the 22nd floor.
Hanfeng put away his luggage and went to the bathroom to wash his face. He came out and wanted to take a rest, but the doorbell rang. Hanfeng opened the door and saw Jingjing standing outside the door with a smile.
Hanfeng said hurriedly: "Mr. Ning, you are here, come in and sit down."
Jing Jing said: "I'm not going to sit down anymore. I'm here to invite you. My uncle wants to get to know you."
Hanfeng said happily: "Okay, I also want to meet the famous collector, let's go, haha"
Jing Jing was happy to see Han Feng, and he was also happy. The two walked towards the elevator talking and laughing.
He Zhongguang lived on the 20th floor. When Ning Jing led the cold wind into the living room, he found that the huge living room inside was already full of people, and it was very lively talking.
Seeing the two people coming in, everyone immediately stopped talking and laughing, looked at the young boy and beautiful girl together, and couldn't help but cheer secretly in their hearts.
There is also someone who is unhappy, he is He Chun, the grandson of He Zhongguang!
He Chun, 26 years old, the same age as Han Feng, has a well-proportioned figure, wears a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, and wears an Armani dark gray suit. He looks talented!
He sat next to an old man in the middle, staring at the cold wind with his eyes. The cold wind was scorched by the burning jealousy. His eyes flashed across He Chun's face. His smile remained the same, very graceful.
and everyone is smiling.
Although the old man sitting in the middle is already in his seventies, his waist is still very straight, his eyes are not dim yet, he wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his sitting posture and smile are calm, and he is a well-educated man.
Walking up to He Zhongguang, Jing Jing introduced respectfully: "Shibo, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Han Fenghan; Mr. Han, this is my Shibo, He Zhongguang He Lao."
Han Feng hurriedly took a step forward, politely bowed his body and stretched out his right hand, and shook hands tightly with He Zhongguang who stood up: "Hello, Mr. He, your name is like thunder, I have admired it for a long time."
He Zhongguang looked at the young Han Feng, a trace of suspicion flashed behind his glasses, and then smiled: "Hello, Mr. Han, thank you for coming to my exhibition. I heard that Mr. Han bets on stones and nine times the odds will rise."
Regarding the myths of the stone gambling world, I would like to ask Mr. Han to enlighten me this time, haha."
Hanfeng smiled modestly and said: "That is caused by rumors. Mr. He cannot take it seriously. Besides, although I know a little bit about gambling on stones, I know nothing about Mr. He's collection. This time I came here specifically to talk to Mr. He.
I came from learning, haha”
A lean old man next to him interjected: "Mr. Han is too humble. Last month at the cultural relics appraisal meeting in Beijing, I saw with my own eyes your style of appraising cultural relics. Moreover, you also got involved because you saw a fake Tang Sancai in public.
I won 10 million in a bet with the second young master from the capital, and was widely praised by the industry. He is indeed a young hero, haha."
Before Han Feng could say anything, He Chun said bluntly: "Yes, Mr. Han is really lucky. I went to Macau to gamble a few times and once won more than 10 million. It seems that we are all very lucky.
People, hahaha”
This remark caused a burst of laughter on the spot, but He Zhongguang just glared at his grandson but did not blame him.
Han Feng touched his nose, calmly, looked at He Chun, then turned around and asked Jing Jing, who looked unhappy: "Mr. Ning, who is this?"
Jing Jing's tone was not very friendly: "Well, he is my uncle's grandson, his name is He Chun."
Hanfeng extended his right hand to He Chun in a very gentlemanly manner: "Hello, Mr. He"
However, He Chun pretended not to see it, turned around and said to a fat man next to him: "Uncle Zhang Chao, how many treasures did you bring to the exhibition this time?"
The fat man named Zhang Chao looked at Hanfeng who was embarrassed and took back his right hand. His contemptuous eyes flashed away, and then he said loudly: "This time I brought ten Yuan blue and white flowers, twenty-five Ming blue and white flowers, and thirteen paintings."
Although there are not many calligraphy and paintings, they are all the fine works that I have collected in my life, haha."
He Chun couldn't help but cheer loudly and clapped vigorously by himself. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he wanted to embarrass Han Feng!
Hanfeng smiled calmly and ignored it.
What's embarrassing is that no one has asked Han Feng to sit down yet. Ning Jing's face can't be bothered. She was about to speak with a gloomy face when Han Feng secretly touched her little hand, and then smiled at He Zhongguang: "
Mr. He, I still have some things to deal with, shall we meet tomorrow?"
He Zhongguang saw that Han Feng was indeed too young. He didn't believe it when he heard about his deeds before. Now that he saw the real person, he didn't believe it at all. Now that he heard Han Feng say goodbye, it was exactly what he wanted. He thought that he should not let him do it here.
It makes everyone unhappy, so it is better to let him go. Because he was just being photographed by everyone, and naturally he wanted to continue this beautiful feeling again.
So he pretended to apologize to Hanfeng: "Haha, I'm sorry, Mr. Han. Since you have something to do, go ahead and do it first. I will hold a banquet in the lobby below for everyone tonight. I hope Hanfeng will attend on time."
Hanfeng smiled and said: "Thank you, Mr. He, I will definitely do it. Then I will leave first."
After saying that, he shook hands with He Zhongguang again, nodded to everyone, turned around and walked out, followed immediately by Ning Jing.
When outside, Jingjing felt very embarrassed: "Mr. Han, I'm sorry, I..."
Hanfeng turned around and looked at Jingjing and interrupted her: "Miss Ning, please don't call me Mr. Han. I sound like an old scholar. Haha, please call me Hanfeng or Xiaohan."
Ning Jing was in a good mood when she heard this: "Okay, then you are not allowed to call me Mr. Ning or Miss Ning. Just call me Xiao Jing."
Hanfeng smiled and said: "Xiaojing, it sounds so good, haha."
Seeing Han Feng being so happy, Jing Jing asked, "Aren't you angry?"
Hanfeng shook his head: "Why should I be angry? People have the right to express their own opinions. They can say whatever they like. Are you right?"
Jing Jing sighed, looked at Han Feng with appreciative eyes and said: "They all misjudged you. They are so blind! I didn't expect that someone who always claims to be a master of antiques would actually misjudge you. I am very suspicious now.
Their collecting vision”
Hanfeng smiled: "Actually, I'm not as good as you said, so let's not talk about it. Let's go and have a cup of coffee."
Jing Jing stared at Hanfeng and asked, "Didn't you say you have something to deal with? How can you go drink coffee?"
Hanfeng winked slyly and said with a bad smile: "The thing I have to deal with is that I want to have a cup of coffee with you and imagine a beautiful life together, hehehehe."
Jing Jing suddenly realized it, and gently hammered Han Feng's arm with her small fist, and said coquettishly: "Oh, I hate it, you are so bad."
Han Feng stretched out his fingers and gently pinched Jing Jing's cute little Qiong nose and said with a bad smile: "I want you to hate it, hahaha." After saying that, he immediately ran away, Jing Jing chased after her with a blushing apple face.
The man left happily.
At this time, a young man with a gloomy face walked out of the door of the living room. Looking at the cold wind and the quiet back that were gradually going away, he secretly gritted his teeth with hatred!
He is He Chun!
The next day, the exhibition hall was crowded with people. Not only antique lovers flocked in, but also media reporters came in groups, carrying long guns and short cannons on their shoulders, and the spotlights flashed continuously, making it extremely lively.
He Zhongguang did have face. He actually invited senior officials from the SAR to cut the ribbon for the exhibition. Colored flags were flying at the entrance of the exhibition, huge hydrogen balloons hung with banners swaying in the air, and a long red carpet was lined with tall flower baskets. People dressed in red
The reception ladies in cheongsam stood on both sides, greeting the endless flow of people with their most charming smiles!
The exhibition hall is extremely spacious and is divided into various sections. Porcelain, jade, bronze, calligraphy and painting, etc. are placed in bulletproof glass cabinets with strict surveillance. Visitors can only look through the different shapes of
Appreciate the glass cabinet; each antique has a beautifully printed card description, which introduces the identity of the antique in detail, making it clear at a glance.
Han Feng, accompanied by Jing Jing, walked slowly and admired it. Being able to see so many antiques with his own eyes opened his eyes, and he secretly sighed that this trip was worthwhile.
However, while he was happy, there was something that not only made him unhappy, but also made him feel very awkward. That was He Zhongguang's grandson, He Chun, who was shamelessly following Ning Jing all the time, showing his attentiveness to Ning Jing with a fawning look on his face.
He Chun has learned antiques from his grandfather since he was a child, and there are various different objects at home for him to compare. Now, he can indeed reach an expert-level appraisal level.
Because the He family and the Ning family are family friends, he and Ning Jing grew up together, and the two of them studied roughly the same thing. He Chun learned to appraise antiques, and Ning Jing learned about jade. Because of their similar interests, the two of them have been very friendly since childhood.
, they are truly a match made in heaven. The elders of the two families have secretly made a life-long commitment to them. They are looking forward to bringing them together, so they will kiss each other!
However, since He Chun made a splash at an antique firm meeting held in Rongzhou when he was 23 years old, the industry has given him the reputation of an "appraisal genius". In addition, he is the grandson of collector He Zhongguang.