"The real Song Huizong's skinny gold body copybook!”
This copybook was too easy to recognize!
This was because this copybook was almost identical to the fake copybook from before.
However, the words on this copybook were even more beautiful, elegant, graceful, and agile.
With a glance, one could tell which was true and which was false.
"I didn't expect that the real copybook was hidden in the fake copybook for hundreds of years!”
"It's really amazing. I admire the wisdom of the ancients!”
"In that case, this copybook is very valuable?”
"Of course. How much do you think the real Song Weizong's Thin Gold Body is worth?”
……
Everyone was shocked and excited.
However, two people were dumbfounded!
That was the original owner of this copybook.
"There really is a painting in the painting!"
"And it's a real painting!"
……
Elder Sun sized it up for a moment and said with a trembling voice,"This is authentic, this is definitely authentic! Only the real Song Weizong could write fast, slim, and graceful handwriting!”
"Moreover, this handwriting is very mature. It was definitely written in his later years!”
In addition, this copybook was in such good condition that it had not experienced wind, frost, snow, and rain. It was as if it had just been written on it, so its value was even higher!”
"The value of this copybook is immeasurable!”
Fatty Wang's voice trembled as he said," Elder Sun, you said that its value is immeasurable…but any calligraphy and painting should have a price, right? How much do you think this copybook is worth?"”
"You're an industry insider yourself.”
Fatty Wang raised a trembling finger."100 million!"
"100 million?" "Too low!" Elder Sun shook his head. Previously, at the Subi Auction House, there was a Song Huizong's thin gold calligraphy that was sold for a sky-high price of 250 million!”
"I've seen that copybook. It's an early work of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty. The strength of the brush isn't mature enough! Moreover, the copybook was damaged, and the price had been reduced! Just this alone was sold for a sky-high price of 250 million!”
"And our calligraphy is the work of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty in the late period. The strength of the brush is already very mature, and it is self-contained! Moreover, our copybook is bigger than his, and it's still in such good condition. How much do you think it's worth?”
Fatty Wang's legs went soft and he fell down with a thud.
Brother Wu was also a little dizzy, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.
Previously, the Song Huizong copybook had sold for 250 million!
Then wouldn't their more well-preserved and later works of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty be more valuable?
Just like that…
Selling a copybook worth more than 200 million for 3 million?
The more the two of them thought about it, the more they felt wronged!
His face turned pale.
But at this moment, no one noticed these two people.
Everyone was focused on this copybook.
"I really like this copybook! Every word was art, every stroke was perfect and natural! Only Song Weizong could write such a beautiful thin golden body!”Elder Sun was not stingy with his praise.
Then, he raised his head and said expectantly,"Young man, I really like this copybook!" Do you want to sell it? I'll pay 250 million!"
Fatty Wang, who had just stood up, fell down again with a plop.
Lin Beifan shook his head.
Elder Sun frowned." 250 million is indeed a little low. It's completely unfair to this copybook!" How about this, I'll offer 300 million. I hope you can give me some face!”
Fatty Wang, who had just stood up, slipped again.
Lin Beifan shook his head.
"Then I'll offer 320 million, okay?" Elder Sun said.”
Fatty Wang's legs went soft once again.
Lin Beifan shook his head.
"350 million!"
Fatty Wang's legs were already weak.
He could only place his hands on the table to maintain his balance.
"Young man, just give me a price. How much will it take for you to give me this calligraphy? As long as the price is not too high, I can consider it!”Elder Sun said eagerly.
Fatty Wang's hands went limp and fell down again.
Meanwhile, Brother Wu's entire body was numb!
His heart was numb, and so was his body!
I actually gave away a font worth 350 million?
While Elder Sun was looking forward to it, Lin Beifan shook his head.""Elder Sun, this isn't about money! It's because I like this copybook very much and don't intend to sell it. I want to keep it for myself!”
If he had just started his career, he might have sold this copybook for a few hundred million.
However, he did not lack money anymore.
This way, there was no need to hand over good things to others.
If he kept this painting in his hands, he could still pretend to be a cultured person!
He could also anger a certain main character, hehe!
"Are you really not selling it?" Elder Sun asked again.”
"I'm not selling it!" Lin Beifan shook his head.
Elder Sun was very disappointed." Alright, a gentleman doesn't snatch what others like. But I hope you can let me admire it for a while longer!"”
"Of course!"
Then, Lin Beifan turned his head and hugged the numb Brother Wu excitedly.
"Brother Wu, thank you for helping me pick such a valuable copybook!”
"I didn't expect that I would only spend 3 million yuan to buy back the authentic Song Huizong's Thin Gold Body, which is worth more than 300 million yuan! Haha!"
"I didn't expect to earn so much in one go!”
"A hundred times the rate of return. I've never made so much money in a day in the stock market!”
"Brother, you deserve the credit!"
"You're my lucky star, you're my God of Fortune!”
"I will definitely reward you heavily when we return!”
"Hahahahaha!"
Brother Wu's mouth twitched, and his heart twitched as well.
Every word was like sprinkling salt on his wound!
It hurts!
It hurts!
How heart-wrenching!
On the other side, Fatty Wang was also clutching his chest.
"300 million…lost just like that?”
His heart ached so much that he could not breathe!
Facing the extremely excited Lin Beifan, Brother Wu finally forced a smile.""CEO Lin, you're welcome. This is what I should do! If you earn money, I'll be happy too, right?”
Lin Beifan laughed out loud. I'll definitely not mistreat you when I earn money! Brother Wu, why aren't you smiling at such a happy moment? Smile!"
Brother Wu grinned.
"Why does it sound like crying?"
On the other side, Fatty Wang, who was reminded of the scene, cried out loud.
After everyone laughed, Lin Beifan put his hand on Brother Wu's shoulder intimately.""Brother Wu, we'll be depending on you next! Pick a big and valuable one for me. I'll give you a big red packet later!”
"Okay, President Lin! But I need to go to the toilet!”Brother Wu felt that he had to go to the bathroom to wash his face and keep calm.
Lin Beifan waved his hand.”
"I have a toilet here. I'll bring him there!”Fatty Wang clutched his chest as he followed.
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