"Hahaha, well said. You're right. Yihang, your appreciation of art isn't just limited. You're an expert.”
Dong Fanghua laughed loudly and patted Bai Yihang's shoulder. He looked at Bai Yihang with admiration.
"You said that you only know a little, so how could this junior dare to show off in front of you? Isn't it just boasting that you only know a little?”
"Hahahaha, you know how to make my old man happy. You're much better than my disappointing grandson. Good, good, good.”
Dong Fanghua was overjoyed. Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that this old man was very fond of Bai Yi Hang.
"Elder Dong, is what CEO Bai said right?”
"Yes, that's right. According to my experience and judgment, this painting is indeed Zhang Daqian's imitation. Although it wasn't an authentic work of Shi Tao, its value far exceeded that of Shi Tao's.”
"Hiss, CEO Bai was right about everything!”
"Elder Dong, how much is this painting worth?”
"That's right, CEO Bai. Song Street paid for this painting. How much did it cost?”
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Seeing Dong Fanghua's expression, everyone knew that Bai Yi Hang wasn't just spouting nonsense.
"Yi Hang, how much did you spend to buy this painting?”
"Five hundred yuan."
"Five hundred? Then you've made a huge profit. The value of this painting is conservatively estimated to be 24,000 times the price you bought it.”
Dong Fanghua pondered for a moment, as if he was calculating something, then said with a smile.
"What is it? 24,000 times, what was 24,000 times of 500? That was…12 million?”
"F * ck! Really? This painting is worth twelve million?”
"Hiss, damn, I finally understand why so many people like to collect art. This is f * cking profiteering. What kind of business is a profit of 24,000 times?”
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It could be said that the people present today were all very wealthy. To put it bluntly, 12 million was not even worth mentioning to these people.
However, Dong Fanghua's words dealt a heavy blow to everyone's soul, leaving them dumbfounded. It wasn't because of the 12 million yuan, but because Bai Yihang had spent 500 yuan to buy this painting. In the blink of an eye, the price had increased by 24,000 times. This speed was so fast that it made people's hearts unable to withstand it.
"Is this the pleasure of picking up scraps you were talking about? I seem to have this kind of experience now.”
Yan Yun, who was standing beside Bai Yi Hang, looked at him lovingly as she spoke to him. When they were at Song Street, Bai Yihang had told her about the thrill of picking up scraps, and she was still a little confused. But now, she finally knew that the pleasure of turning something worth five hundred into something worth ten million in the blink of an eye was indeed comfortable.
Chu Jian's face turned completely green. It alternated between white and green, appearing extremely ugly. Even though Chu Jian was not a narrow-minded person, when he heard that this painting was worth so much, he was completely jealous and hateful.
After all, if Bai Yi Hang hadn't snatched the painting away, the painting would have been his.
Ten million was nothing to Bai Yi Hang. However, to Chu Jian, it was a huge sum of money. It could allow Chu Jian to turn over a new leaf in an instant.
" Good, so awesome!"
Shen Youyue's bright eyes looked at Bai Yi Hang. She suddenly felt that Bai Yi Hang was really amazing. His unique vision was simply amazing.
"Little friend, your luck is pretty good. If it wasn't for Yi Hang, this expert with discerning eyes, this painting would have been picked up by you. Unfortunately, everything still needed to be said with strength. Gold would always shine.”
Dong Fanghua looked at Chu Jian and patted him on the shoulder.
"Yes, Elder Dong is right. I'm not as skilled as you and didn't know the true colors of Mount Lu.”
Chu Jian forced a smile as he looked at Dong Fanghua and then at Bai Yi Hang.
"Senior is indeed knowledgeable and talented. I need to learn more from you.”
"You're welcome."
Bai Yi Hang didn't comment, but smiled indifferently.
"Yi Hang, are you free this weekend?"
"Weekend?"
Bai Yi Hang was startled, and then his heart stirred.
"Dong Fanghua wants to invite me to his private collection exhibition?”
Bai Yihang had read the novel before and knew that Dong Fanghua was going to hold a private collection exhibition in Jinling this weekend. The people invited were strictly controlled, and not everyone could enter. In the original plot, Dong Fanghua had invited Chu Jian. Chu Jian had brought Shen Youyue along, and Bai Yihang had nothing to do with it.
But now, the plot had changed. Bai Yihang was actually invited by Dong Fanghua.
"Yes, Elder Dong, what can I do for you?"
"There's no need to instruct me. In the future, you can call me Grandpa Dong. You shouldn't suffer any losses if I become your grandfather.”
"Of course. How can I be at a disadvantage? You're about the same age as my grandfather.”
"Hehe, good, good. I'm holding a private collection exhibition in Jinling this weekend. There will be many industry experts there. If you have time, you can come and take a look.”
"I see. Then I'll definitely be there to observe and learn.”
Hearing this, Bai Yi Hang smiled in his heart. As he had expected, this was indeed the case.
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