Chapter 238 The Bottom Line
Today, this painting can be sold at such a high price, thanks to Yamamoto, he was determined to win this painting, and he raised the price all the way up.

However, Susie had already planned in her heart that this painting could be sold to Mr. Lin and Mr. Wang whom she hated, but not to Yamamoto.

Chinese people understand this truth.

Yamamoto couldn't help asking, "Why?"

Naturally, Susie would not express her true thoughts. Just keep it in your heart about national hatred and family hatred.

She smiled at Yamamoto, "Because I still hope to buy this painting back one day. If the painting falls into your hands, I'm afraid there is no hope."

She turned to look at Mr. Lin, "Mr. Lin, if you plan to sell this painting in the future, please contact me as soon as possible."

Mr. Lin nodded with a smile, and a big puff of smoke came out of his mouth. He was in an extremely comfortable mood at the moment.

Seeing Yamamoto's deflated appearance, the resentment he had just dissipated, and the pores all over his body stretched out.

What's more, he still earned 100 million.

He believed that once he got the painting, he sold it to Yamamoto for 900 million, and Yamamoto would agree without hesitation.

Maybe 2000 million Yamamoto will also want it.

However, he is not good enough to do such a thing, he does not lack that little money, he really likes this painting.

He put out the cigarette he just lit, came over to shake Susie's hand, and said with a smile, "Miss Su, shall we go to the bank to transfer the money now?"

Just as Susie was about to agree, Mr. Wang stood up, pointed to a few things on the table and said, "I want all of these, you make a price."

Susie actually doesn't want to sell these things anymore, after all, 800 million is enough for her to do what she wants to do now.

However, she said that she would definitely not be able to sell it now, which would be tantamount to playing tricks on these rich people.

Su Qian thought for a while, "Xuande stove is 50, blue and white plates are 50, blue and white small bowls are 80."

Mr. Wang has heard hundreds of thousands now, and he just thinks these things are too cheap.

He beckoned Mr. Zhou over and asked, "What do you think of the price?"

Mr. Zhou said honestly this time: "It's basically the market price."

Because these things are different from that set of calligraphy and painting, similar things can still be seen in the porcelain market, but that set of calligraphy and painting is really unique.

Mr. Wang waved his hand, "Okay, then I want all of these."

Uncle Liao was pleasantly surprised. His plate sold for 50 yuan. He originally thought it could only sell for 30 yuan.

Guan Zhengdong beckoned to a servant with quick hands and feet, "Go, pack everything carefully, and don't touch that painting."

The servant used to pack things carefully, and she heard it all just now. The cheapest of these things are hundreds of thousands a piece, and she pays a few hundred dollars a month. If it falls, she can't afford to kill her.

Susie put on gloves, tied the picture scroll tightly, and put it in the special cloth cover she asked Mrs. Lan to make for her.

President Wang also got up, "I won't go there, which bank do you go to, I'll ask the company accountant to go there later."

Su Qian looked at Mr. Lin, and Mr. Lin said, "The HSBC in Central."

Mr. Wang nodded and was about to leave, Yamamoto said: "Brother Wang, go first, I still have something to trouble Miss Su."

Mr. Wang snorted coldly in his heart, he was swayed by this Yamamoto today.

Originally, Yamamoto told him that he was a little curious and wanted to come and take a look, but who knew that he would overwhelm the guests and raise the price so high.

If he hadn't brought Yamamoto, he would have suspected that Susie asked for it.

Mr. Wang left angrily.

After a while, several cars drove out of the villa and arrived at HSBC Bank not long after.

As soon as Mr. Lin's car appeared at the door of the bank, all managers of the bank came out to welcome them, and then several people were invited to the VIP room.

Susie opened an anonymous account first, and the ID card has not yet been obtained, so she can only do this first.

Mr. Lin transferred the money to her. Susie checked the account, and the money was indeed in the account. She handed the painting to Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin was also cautious, and asked Mr. Wang to check again, he was afraid that Su Qian would lose her bag on the way.

After getting the painting, Mr. Lin said politely to Su Qian: "Miss Su, I still have something to do in our company, so I'll leave first."

Just as Mr. Lin left, the accountant sent by Mr. Wang also arrived, transferred the money, and took away the things.

Only Susie was left in the VIP room of the bank.

The two managers looked at her with pleasant smiles, and Susie smiled: "Please open another account for me, and transfer 50 into it."

"By the way, I want to ask, if you leave the country, how much cash can you carry?"

The female manager spoke poor Mandarin and said softly, "You can carry up to [-] Hong Kong dollars when you leave the country."

Susie thought for a while, "Please give me another [-] cash."

The manager agreed with a smile, and finished all the things Susie ordered in a short while.

When Susie came out of the VIP room, Yamamoto, who had been waiting all this time, came over and politely handed over a business card, "Miss Su, this is my business card."

"Miss Su, if you have any calligraphy and paintings you want to sell, you can call me directly."

The reason why he was so eager to buy this painting today was because his father's business was about to arrive. He originally planned to use this painting to celebrate his father's birthday, but he missed it.

Susie took the business card, and suddenly her heart moved, "There are no calligraphy and paintings for now, but I brought some rare stamps this time, I wonder if Mr. Yamamoto is interested?"

Yamamoto was a little surprised, "My father likes to collect calligraphy and paintings, and I usually like to collect stamps from various countries."

Susie smiled and said, "That's a coincidence, I happen to be carrying these stamps with me, why don't we go to the VIP room?"

Yamamoto was happier than Susie, "Go and see."

The two entered the VIP room. Susie opened the box and took out the stamps contained in a book.

Three square companies, one actual mailing envelope.

Yamamoto saw that he did not own these stamps, because these stamps were all a few years ago.

He basically managed to get the commemorative stamps issued by Huaguo in the past few years, but he had never seen these types that Susie took out.

Susie told him, "These Sifanglian stamps have already been printed, but they have not been issued for some reason, and there are no such stamps on the market."

Yamamoto was ecstatic for a while, then these stamps will rise in value in a few years, he nodded repeatedly, "I see."

Susie pointed to the stamp on the mailing envelope and said, "This one has already been issued, but it was found that there was something wrong with the printing, and it will be recalled soon."

"There are some sold on the market, but very few. It was also hard for me to get this real mailing envelope."

"Also, no one realizes the value of this stamp."

Yamamoto praised again and again, "Miss Su is really capable, and she can also produce stamps that have not been issued."

He took a closer look, "I want all of these, Miss Su can make a price."

Susie smiled: "I don't know the price of stamps, Mr. Yamamoto can just give it whatever you want."

(End of this chapter)

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