The two of them were originally very sweet, but it turned out that he was drunk, left her early in the morning without saying goodbye, didn't answer the phone, didn't reply to messages, and deliberately left her cold. Then tonight he suddenly came to ask for peace.
There are twists and turns, ups and downs, like a roller coaster ride.
Without a slightly stronger psychological quality, I really can't bear it.
After a moment of silence, Su Hua said: "I also want to calm down. Let's all calm down before talking."
This is a polite refusal.
Gu Beixian's heart suddenly sank, "I have always had a bad temper, and it was even worse before. But you used to be infinitely tolerant of me."
Su Hua twitched her lips slightly, "Maybe after people experience some bad things, their personalities will change and their tolerance will become worse."
My heart hardened little by little.
Disappointment is also accumulated time and time again.
This time it was just a trigger.
Maybe when he went to the hospital to accompany Chu Suosuo, when her hand was cut off by Chu Suosuo, when her innocence was almost ruined, when she was treated meanly by Gu Aoting again and again, when she lost the fetus in her belly, she
She is no longer the Su Hua who was infinitely tolerant of Gu Beixian, gentle, calm, and uncontested.
She also tried hard to restore her relationship with him.
Learn to be coquettish to him, learn to forget all the unhappiness, and even fight openly with Chu Suosuo, secretly fight with Zhou Pingpin, and confront Gu Aoting.
However, there is a limit to human tolerance. After a long time, even oneself will become tired.
Yes, Su Hua felt tired.
It's either that I don't love you anymore, or I'm tired.
She could obviously have a better life.
If it weren't for the love you have for him, why would you have to endure so much?
After finally putting down his posture and begging for peace, he was rejected. Gu Beixian felt a little depressed and said, "Then calm down. Once you calm down, give me a hint."
Su Hua gave a slight hum.
"Don't get too close to the opposite sex." His voice was very calm, but it had a commanding tone.
In the past, Su Hua would have been obedient.
But now, she smiled and said, "It's impossible. Most of the antiques industry is men, and besides, we're divorced."
The five words "We are divorced" are the killer words.
Gu Beixian lowered his standards, "Don't get too close to young men."
"Impossible. Old men in antique shops like to send assistants or their sons to deal with me."
Gu Beixian continued to lower his standards, "You are not allowed to get too close to Gu Jinyao and Fan Shuai."
"Mr. Gu and I have always had business contacts. As for Fan Shuai, I live in his house now. He went to school and came home after the school holiday. I didn't even look up when I saw him."
The implication: It’s still impossible.
The gloom in Gu Beixian's eyes became thicker and thicker, but his voice was gentle: "I admit that I have a personality problem. It has been formed over many years and is difficult to change. But I try to control it. Sometimes I just can't control it, so I become cold.
You. I didn’t mean to be cold to you, but I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to control my emotions and would say hurtful words and push you further away.”
Su Hua smiled.
I smiled, but felt a little uncomfortable.
He is the kind of young man who has been surrounded by people around him and held in the palms of his hands since childhood.
He is arrogant at heart, aloof and does whatever he wants.
There is no need to observe words and expressions, and there is no need to tolerate others.
Maybe it’s because you really don’t know what to do, so you’re keeping her cold?
Su Hua muttered in a low voice: "You are such a person, I don't even know what to say about you."
Seeing her tone loosen a little.
Gu Beixian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Su Hua, I love you more than you think, so don't give up on me so easily."
Su Hua was about to cry.
Dog man, why are you so sensational today?
Can't you be a little bit scumbag?
If he was a bit scumbag, she would have given up and left him completely to start a new life.
Su Hua's throat became stiff and she said, "You should be busy, I'm going to sleep."
"Good night."
The next day, noon.
During lunch, Fan Hongru said to Su Hua: "I will take you to an auction this afternoon. I heard there are many valuable treasures."
Su Hua's favorite thing is to go to auctions, where she can gain experience and pick up missing pieces.
Especially in foreign auctions, many collections cannot be seen in China.
Just like women who naturally like jewelry and fancy clothes, Suhua has a deep-seated love for antiques.
After dark, an old man and a young man came to the auction with bodyguards.
It's not a big auction like Christie's or Sotheby's, it's an auction within the Chinese circle.
The members who come are all Chinese.
As expected, Su Hua saw many valuable treasures.
Foreign auctions are much more lively than those in China.
Up for auction are Tang Dynasty guqin, Tang Sancai Arhat, Ming Dynasty emperor's chicken cup, Qianlong's bamboo slips, ivory and jade narcissus, all kinds of exquisite porcelain, Song Dynasty Ru kiln, emperor's jade seal, copper sheep, animal heads, bird statues, and even some with inscriptions
There are bronzes.
Each piece is a national treasure-level cultural relic.
If placed in China, every item would be punished.
As soon as the auction started, those wealthy Chinese-American uncles and grandfathers held up signs and rushed to take pictures.
Su Hua's ears were ringing, and her mind was filled with their bidding calls one after another.
It's comparable to a wet market.
After some snapping, the Yuan blue and white Guigu Xiashan jar fetched 230 million yuan.
The Ming Dynasty emperor's chicken bowl cup, also known as the royal wine cup, fetched a sky-high price of 280 million.
Su Hua secretly sighed that these uncles, uncles and grandfathers were really stupid.
If you spend 280 million and 800 yuan to buy a small wine glass used by the emperor and drink from it, you will probably live forever.
Next on the stage is a blue and white dragon-patterned vase with a slightly curved mouth and short neck. It is 25 centimeters high and 8 centimeters in diameter at the base.
The body of the bottle is painted with two five-clawed green dragons, with teeth and claws showing, showing a fierce momentum.
The auctioneer took the microphone and introduced loudly: "The eighth auction item is a blue and white dragon-pattern vase from the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. The starting price is six million, and each increase in price must not be less than one hundred thousand."
Blue and white porcelain from the three periods of Kangxi, Yongzong and Qianlong has great collection potential.
The bidding was very fierce.
There were a lot of people holding placards.
The auctioneer was so busy that his throat was filled with smoke, "VIP 213 bid six million!"
"305 VIPs bid 6.1 million!"
"VIP No. 509 bids seven million!"
When the number reached 18 million, there were fewer and fewer people.
After all, it is just a dragon-patterned bottle, and its market price is only around 14 million, and 18 million is already the upper limit.
No matter how high it is, there will be little room for growth.
Although all of you here are incompetent, you are all businessmen and very shrewd.
Just when the auctioneer was about to make the final decision, Su Hua raised the sign and shouted unhurriedly: "I'll pay 20 million."
The auctioneer immediately reported: "VIP No. 666 costs 20 million once, VIP 666 costs 20 million twice, and VIP 666 costs 20 million three times! The sale of 20 million was completed! Congratulations to VIP No. 666 for winning the Qing Kangxi dragon pattern vase."
One statue."
This is the first time Su Hua has photographed something so expensive.
But she thinks it's worth it.
Great value!
After the auction ended, Su Hua and Fan Hongru came to the living room behind the venue.
Sitting in the living room were those inhumane uncles, uncles and grandfathers, holding teacups, sipping tea leisurely, chatting and reminiscing about the past.
So unhappy.
Fan Hongru is quite well-known locally.
As soon as he entered the house, the group of people all greeted him with a smile.
Su Hua held the dragon pattern bottle in her hand, followed him, found a place, and sat down quietly.
She was unfamiliar in this circle, and everyone thought she was Fan Hongru's little follower, so they asked: "Mr. Fan, is this your new assistant?"
Fan Hongru laughed and said modestly: "I can't afford her. She is the granddaughter of Su Wenmai, the 'Restoration Master'. She comes to help me restore ancient paintings, and her daily salary starts at tens of thousands."
Everyone looked at Su Hua with suspicious eyes, "Is this little girl twenty? Can you repair antiques at such a young age?"
Su Hua put the dragon-patterned vase in her hand on the table and smiled faintly, "I have been studying art with my grandpa since I was three or four years old. I have been practicing for nearly twenty years. From childhood to major, I have taught Wang Meng, Huang Gongwang, Tang Yin, Zheng Banqiao and others.
painting."
Fan Hongru touched his chin and said slowly: "Young girl is a top cultural relic restorer in China, but when you come here, you look down upon her. I advise you not to look at people through the crack in the door and look down on them."
Listen to what these two say.
Everyone's view of Su Hua slightly changed.
One of them, an old man in his sixties, with sharp eyes, looked at the blue and white dragon-patterned vase in Su Hua's hand and asked: "Girl, tell me why you spent 20 million to take a picture of this dragon-patterned vase?"
Su Hua rubbed her fingers over the dragon pattern on the bottle and whispered, "This is no ordinary dragon pattern bottle. The two five-clawed green dragons on it were drawn by Emperor Kangxi himself."
The old man was dubious, "Really?"
"Yes, at that time Kangxi wanted to cut down the feudal vassal and asked his foreign teacher about the success or failure. The teacher asked him to draw a dragon on the spot. Kangxi splashed ink on the spot and drew a fierce green dragon. There was an extra stroke on the dragon's head and forehead, as if it were a green dragon.
A celestial eye, also known as the three-eyed dragon. Seeing this three-eyed dragon, the teacher immediately knelt down and shouted, 'The withdrawal of the feudal clan will be successful'! Eight years later, the feudal clan was successfully withdrawn. The dragon pattern on the bottle
Qinglong is the three-eyed dragon painted by Kangxi. It is a unique and unique treasure with immeasurable value."
Everyone came closer and took a closer look.
Sure enough, the five-clawed blue dragon above has three eyes.
The aura is more fierce and imposing than other dragon-patterned bottles I usually see.
Everything related to the emperor is extraordinary. A small wine glass can be photographed for more than 200 million yuan.
What's more, this dragon-patterned vase was painted by Kangxi himself.
The appreciation potential is huge.
Twenty million is really not high.
The old man's name was Gu Zhengrong. He looked Su Hua up and down and said, "Little girl, you are young, your eyes are quite sharp, and you know a lot."
Su Hua smiled lightly, "I entered the industry early, and I usually read a lot of books. There is a golden house in the books."
Gu Zhengrong took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and said slowly: "I'm attracted to this dragon-patterned bottle. Do you want to sell it for 25 million?"
Su Hua shook her head and smiled, "I plan to collect it myself. Emperor Kangxi's luck is extraordinary. I hope I can borrow some of his momentum to achieve great success and rise to the top."
Having been in the antiques industry for a long time, I have to admit some things.
For example, the dragons in the Shunzhi, Kangxi, and Yongzheng periods were very ferocious, with the aura of "ruling over the world" and invincible.
The dragons between Daoguang, Tongzhi and Xianfeng were more secular and gradually lost their majesty.
The dragon after Xianfeng can be described in four words, "old and dragon-like", which is a sign of exhaustion of luck and the destruction of the country.
Therefore, luck, this thing, does indeed exist and affects people subtly.
When everyone heard this, they all fell into deep thought. Who wouldn't want to borrow Emperor Kangxi's dragon luck?
Especially those who do business, they pay special attention to this. They have to ask a master to calculate what ornaments are placed in the room and where the door opens. There are all kinds of wealth-promoting ornaments in the office.
Someone said: "Little girl, I'll give you 30 million, sell it to me."
Su Hua still shook her head.
Another person said: "I will pay 50 million."
Su Hua continued to shake her head.
Others bid one after another, "I'll give you 60 million."
"I'll pay 70 million."
"I'll pay 80 million."
Su Hua shook her head like a rattle.
Gu Zhengrong raised his hand and pressed down, stretched out a finger, "I'll offer you 100 million. Little girl, you are too young, and you are a girl. Emperor Kangxi's power is too fierce, fierce and strong, you are afraid
If you can’t hold it back, you might as well sell it to me.”