Looking at Li Dong walking towards Mr. Qin Hai, he was obviously planning to give a gift.
The rich second generations looked at each other and immediately stood up.
"Brothers, let's go."
"How much do you think the birthday gift that the young doctor gave to Mr. Qin Hai is worth? Is it more than a thousand?"
"Maybe, but it can't exceed two thousand at most. After all, a small doctor like this doesn't have much income a month, and he has to spend a lot of money on renting a house and living."
The rich second generation people all had ridiculing expressions on their faces, and they all quickly walked towards Mr. Qin Hai, wanting to send it to Mr. Qin Hai together with Li Dong.
Finally, when Li Dong walked in front of Mr. Qin Hai, a group of people also came in front of Mr. Qin Hai.
Mr. Qin Hai saw Li Dong coming, and immediately pointed to the seat beside him and looked at Li Dong: "Doctor Li, you will sit here today. We must have a drink later."
If Mr. Qin Hai was just a simple patient, Li Dong would sit down without hesitation.
But now Mr. Qin Hai is his future father-in-law.
It's better to keep a distance in front of your future father-in-law.
Immediately, he smiled and said: "Old man, Qin Bing and I will sit together later. I'm here now to give you a gift. I heard Qin Bing said that you like antiques. Yesterday, I went to Xiao Pan's home to buy you a gift.
Painting of the Eight Immortals congratulating the saint Wu Daozi on his birthday."
When Li Dong's voice fell, not only Qin Hai stood up with a surprised look on his face, but several other Qin Hai's old friends around the table also stood up.
"Quickly, open the painting and let us take a look at Wu Daozi's original work."
"In Xiao Pan's home, among the 10,000 antiques, it is a good thing to have one authentic one. Antiques of this level such as Wu Daozi's original work have only appeared three times in so many years. Dr. Li, are you sure the one you bought is authentic?
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"I think Dr. Li, you should pay attention. Newcomers who have just entered the antique industry will think that whatever they buy is authentic. We are from that period."
"Whether it is true or not, we only need to check it together after the painting is fully unfolded."
The crowd kept urging Li Dong, and even took the initiative to take all the tea sets on the table to both sides.
When Li Dong saw the table being pushed away, he immediately started to fully unfold the painting on the table without any hesitation.
After the painting was fully unfolded, Mr. Qin Hai and the others immediately began to inspect the painting seriously.
Some even took out a magnifying glass.
But after some inspection, the eyes of this group of people were suddenly filled with disappointment.
"The painting is indeed in the style of the painting sage Wu Daozi, and it is enough to look fake and real, but the paper quality is wrong. This is paper produced in modern times, and it cannot be the original work of Wu Daozi."
"Although it is not an authentic work by Wu Daozi, this painting is indeed very good. It should have been painted by a painter who admired Wu Daozi. It is not worth much."
"I just don't know how much money this Dr. Li spent. If he is deceived by those unscrupulous traders, he will definitely get a lot of money."
A group of people kept talking and looked at Li Dong. They were obviously curious about how much Li Dong spent to buy this painting.
Seeing everyone like this, Li Dong immediately replied with a faint smile: "Three hundred and five, I bought this painting for three hundred and five..."
Hearing Li Dong's answer, the rich second generation people behind him who had been waiting to see Li Dong's joke couldn't help laughing anymore.
"I bought it for 350 yuan. The price of Wu Daozi's Eight Immortals is around ten million. For 350 yuan, I want to pick up the authentic work of Wu Daozi, and you still swear to take it out as a gift. You have never seen the world."
"It's understandable. After all, Dr. Li is just a simple doctor. He has no background, no money, and no research on antiques. He was fooled by a small vendor and took it seriously."
"Fortunately, he is relatively poor and does not have much money. Otherwise, the merchant would not have defrauded him of 350 yuan, but 3.5 million yuan."
"Now it seems that a poor person is not useless. At least when someone defrauds money, he will not be defrauded of too much money because of his tight pockets."
A group of second-generation rich people mocked Li Dong unscrupulously, and constantly made excuses for Li Dong's poor background.
In order to show a sufficient sense of superiority, they quickly took out the birthday gifts they had prepared at this moment.
"Mr. Qin Hai, I heard that you like antiques, so I specially bought a snuff bottle for you. I bought it from an auction house. Although it is not very good, it has been identified by many experts and it is definitely not a fake."
"Mr. Qin Hai, I also bought you a birthday greeting picture painted by a painter during the Republic of China. Although it is not as famous as this Eight Immortals birthday greeting picture, at least it is guaranteed to be authentic."
"Mr. Qin Hai, I have prepared a pair of small porcelain vases for you. I have asked several masters in the circle to confirm that this painting is 100% authentic."
"Mr. Qin Hai..."
A group of second-generation rich people, after ridiculing Li Dong, started flattering Mr. Qin Hai in all kinds of ways.
Their gifts are basically in the range of 50,000 to 100,000 yuan.
Obviously, in order to perform well in front of Mr. Qin Hai, they were very willing to spend money.
But also because it is not necessarily possible to win Qin Bing, everyone sets a limit for themselves when spending money to buy antiques.
It is even possible that this group of people had discussed in advance and set the gift at around 100,000 yuan.
But when faced with these gifts from them, Mr. Qin Hai didn't care about them.
Because these people were disrespectful to Li Dong, he looked at these people and said impatiently: "I am still very happy that you can follow the elders in the family to congratulate me on my birthday, but Dr. Li is my savior.
I don’t want to hear any disrespectful words towards him again.”
Mr. Qin Hai's scolding immediately made these rich second generations dumbfounded.
Facing Mr. Qin Hai's scolding, they did not dare to talk back, so they could only express their promise that they would not be disrespectful to Li Dong again.
On the side, Qin Yu and Qin Xia saw that Mr. Qin Hai actually stood up for Li Dong, and they felt a little unhappy.
In order to completely lose Li Dong's face, the two of them immediately took their husbands and walked towards the old man.
Soon, the two pairs of them arrived in front of Mr. Qin Hai.
"Dad, today is your 66th birthday. There is no need to be angry."
"Besides, they are not wrong. Dr. Li was indeed born in poverty. He must have never done any research on antiques before, so he would buy one for three hundred and fifty, stupidly treating it as an authentic antique, and making this a joke."
"Dad, let's take a look at the gifts we have prepared for you. We have also prepared birthday pictures for you, a picture of a hundred birds and a picture of a hundred animals. They are all authentic works by famous artists in the Qing Dynasty. You'd better appreciate them carefully.
Just give it a try."
Qin Yu and Qin Xia looked confident and immediately opened the scrolls in their hands, preparing for Mr. Qin Hai to appreciate them.
But before the two of them unfolded the painting, Li Dong's eyes were filled with disdain.
Because he didn't see any historical atmosphere in the two paintings, they were all modern imitations.