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I went out early in the morning and just came back, sorry,!

How about it, do you need to sell it? "

Fan Yao urged the silent Song Yuan impatiently, and said lazily: "Anyone who works in the antique industry naturally knows what it means to say that defective products are equal to waste products.

According to what I saw on TV, all the antiques in your Song family's storage room were broken into at least a dozen petals after falling. This kind of antiques are not even considered waste products, at most they are garbage.

If I'm not wrong, the Song family has already restored everything that can be pieced together. How about it? Is the effect satisfactory? "

Song Yuan was left speechless by Fan Yao's words, his face turned into a pig's liver color, his heart was very bitter, but he also knew that what the other party said was the truth.

He sent Song Hualiang to the emergency room in the hospital and returned. After the police investigation and evidence collection was completed, he immediately organized experienced personnel to restore it. It's good, even the ones that fell into a hundred and 80 yuan are everywhere.

Originally, the inscriptions at the bottom of the cultural relics and the remaining words on the fragments are valuable for collection, but from the beginning to the end, they never saw a complete inscription, let alone a complete painting. Facing a room full of waste products, he Almost fainted with anger.

Antiques are all about appreciation, and they are all broken and incomplete, so how can we talk about appreciation?It's just that why did the other party spend a lot of money to buy broken antiques?Song Yuan couldn't figure it out.

"Sold it, the antique fragments are useless at all!"

Song Zhaoting hurriedly put forward a suggestion. They have been dealing with antiques for most of their lives, and they have seen broken antiques before. Although they were invaluable when they were good, but now they are broken, they are really almost worthless!

"Yes, it's sold."

Everyone hurriedly responded to Song Zhaoting, buying a pile of broken antiques for 1000 million yuan, the Song family has made a lot of money. If this opportunity is lost, I am afraid they will never be able to find it again.

"How about it, do you need to sell it?" Fan Yao frowned impatiently, winked at Qi Feng beside him, Qi Feng nodded, and said lazily: "Could Boss Song understand so well?" I can't even understand the reasoning. Our boss paid a sky-high price of 1000 million yuan to buy broken porcelain pieces this time. In fact, it was to indirectly help the Song family overcome difficulties.

It's just that the Song family doesn't appreciate it at all. Since that's the case, we won't bother you anymore. "

Qi Feng sneered, picked up the woven bag on the table pretending to be angry, winked at Fan Yao, turned around and made a gesture to leave. At this time, Song Yuan must be given some pressure to help him make up his mind.

"You can't go."

Song Zhaoting stopped the angry Fan Yao and Qi Feng with an apologetic smile, and looked anxiously at the silent Song Yuan.

"Who is your boss?"

Song Yuan squinted his eyes and asked, he felt that something was wrong, he didn't think someone would be willing to spend 1000 million to buy a bunch of broken antiques, unless the other party's brain was broken.

If the other party's brain is not broken, then the value of these antiques must have exceeded 1000 million. As for helping the Song family when the Song family is in crisis, it is completely nonsense in the eyes of Song and Yuan, and there will be no such thing as businessmen. Absolute friends, only the benefits last forever, but he searched through his memory, and he couldn't guess what the other party needed the broken antiques, and how he could use the broken porcelain pieces to earn 1000 million.

Not knowing the real intention of the other party, he would rather guard a pile of broken antiques than make a move easily!

"Sorry I can't tell."

Fan Yao replied impatiently, now this is the territory of the Song family. If Jiang Hao's name is really reported, the broken antiques will definitely not be received, and even a group of violent beatings will be greeted. !

"Manager, the auction house called and said that someone will come to check the antiques at tomorrow's auction."

When Song Yuan was hesitating whether to sell the broken antiques, the staff came in and reported.

"it is good."

Song Yuan's complexion changed, and his heart skipped a beat. He really came here for whatever he was afraid of. The auction house must have got the news. Thinking of the high compensation of [-] million yuan, Song Yuan felt a sense of suffocation.

"We say goodbye."

Fan Yao and Qi Feng were about to push away Song Zhaoting who was blocking them, and left without hesitation.

"Let's talk again."

Song Zhaoting was sweating on his anxious forehead, he could tell that the two people in front of him were not joking with them, he looked to the other people for help.

Snapped!

Fan Yao used too much force to break away from Song Zhaoting's obstruction, and his pocket was very shallow, so the small notebook in his pocket fell from the pocket to the ground.

"If you sell it, I will pay. If you don't sell it, I will leave. Anyway, our boss has a lot of money and no place to paint. Fortunately, our boss still wants to help the Song family. For this reason, he has thought of many ways to help. It is really kind Treat it like a donkey's liver and lungs."

Fan Yao's face turned red, and he muttered dissatisfiedly that he had completely devoted himself to his role, and it was very satisfying to be able to anger the four ancient player families in Zhongzhou City.

"Your book."

Song Zhaoting picked up the notebook that fell on the ground, patted the notebook lightly, his eyes accidentally saw the pictures in the notebook, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to open the small notebook, the more he looked at it, the more delighted he was.

"Don't the Song family even understand this manner? How can they peek at my notebook?"

Fan Yao glared at the emotional Song Zhaoting, grabbed the small book and put it in his pocket again. He was keenly aware of Song Zhaoting's expression after seeing the book. It seems that Brother Hao said that this small book is very useful. , it seems that this sentence is not wrong at all.

"Antiques in your little book?"

Song Zhaoting couldn't suppress his excitement and asked impatiently.

"This is an antique that our boss supports your Song family." Qi Feng folded his hands on his chest, and said coldly, "I wanted to tell you, but your Song family doesn't appreciate it at all, and it's a waste to give it to you. .”

Song Zhaoting was so excited that he almost didn't hug the two people in front of him for a kiss, his eyes were eager, and he said uncertainly, "Are you really here to give these antiques?"

"Are we like liars?"

Fan Yao glanced contemptuously at Song Zhaoting, who looked like he was insane. Could it be that the Song family had been hit too hard, and they all lost their minds, guarding a pile of broken antiques and unwilling to exchange money, it's really strange!

"that is really good."

Song Zhaoting had blue veins on his face, and tears were about to flow from his eyes. This is really God helping the Song family to tide over the difficulties.

"what happened?"

Song Yuan was keenly aware of Song Zhaoting's strange mood, and didn't know what happened. The rest of the people in the venue also focused their eyes on Song Zhaoting.

"Can I take another look." Song Zhaoting asked while staring at Fan Yao's pocket.

"Take it." Fan Yao knew that if he didn't give Song Zhaoting the small book, Song Zhaoting might have to rob him directly, so he reluctantly handed the book to Song Zhaoting whose hands were trembling because of excessive excitement.

"look at this."

Song Zhaoting glanced at Fan Yao gratefully, and directly handed the notebook to Song Yuan who was waiting in doubt.

"this is?"

Song Yuan took the book suspiciously, looked at the appearance of the antiques on the book, the more surprised he looked, the gloomy and dull mood was swept away in an instant, after reading the antique images in the whole book, he pressed the button to jump quickly, as if to The heart jumped out, swallowed, and asked in a questioning tone: "You mean your boss sent you to send these things to the Song family?"

"You ask a question several times, is it interesting?" Fan Yao gave Song Yuan a dissatisfied look, and replied patiently: "I will answer one last time, we just buy broken porcelain pieces, and then send antiques to help the Song family survive the crisis of."

"What about things?"

Song Yuan urged impatiently, staring at Fan Yao with wide eyes.

"This one……"

Fan Yao and Qi Feng looked at each other. These antiques were made by Brother Snake in the Huaining Mountains. They don't know where they are now. They already knew that they brought the fake antiques.

"You two, I have something for you."

While Fan Yao was thinking about how to deal with it, the staff ordered two sturdy security guards to carry a box into the office. He was also entrusted by others. According to his courage, he would not dare to carry things into the conference room. But the other party gave him 1000 yuan as a thank you, remembering that the Song family was about to close down and he had to find his own way out, so he went all out and asked the security guard to carry the box into the office.

"This is the office, why are all the sundries being carried here?" Song Zhaohai scolded and glared at the staff: "Carry it out."

"Yes."

Just when the staff was about to order the security guard to carry it out, Fan Yao recognized the box in front of him, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, pointed to the box and said lazily, "Our boss's things are in here."

"Be careful and open the box."

Song Yuan clenched his fists and walked quickly to the box. After receiving the order, the security guard naturally did not dare to slack off. He immediately pried open the box carefully with a police stick, and threw the lid aside.

Song Yuan looked at the neatly arranged antiques in the box. The antiques in the box were indeed the antiques that would be sent to the auction house tomorrow. What made him even more unbelievable was that the number of antiques was exactly the same.

What is this for?

Fan Yao and Qi Feng looked at the fake antiques in the box, and their hearts trembled violently. They didn't understand why they gave fake antiques to the Song family. The Song family sells real antiques. Would they accept it?

fake?

Song Yuan immediately calmed down, and carefully identified the antiques in his hands. He found that the antiques were exquisitely made. However, after appreciating antiques for decades, he quickly discovered the strangeness of the antiques.

However, according to his experience, unless he is a powerful master, it is impossible to tell that the antique is fake. When he tightened his hand holding the antique, a bold plan was born in his mind.

"Is this what your boss sent us?"

Song Yuan put the antique in his hand into the box, and asked Fan Yao for confirmation.

"Of course it's free, but if you're willing to pay, we're happy to accept it. After all, no one has trouble with money." Qi Feng shrugged with a smile and said indifferently.

"Zhao Hai, you take the two of you to pack antique fragments."

Song Yuan ordered.

"it is good."

Song Zhaohai frowned incomprehensibly, but still followed the instructions, leading Fan Yao and Qi Feng who were holding woven bags towards the storage warehouse.

It was so mysterious, and I thought what the so-called big boss was doing. It turned out to be a group of people who made fake antiques. They said that they bought broken antiques for the purpose of appreciating the paintings on the antiques. If my guess is correct, they must want to Learning from the craftsmanship of antiques or wanting to imitate antiques, you really treat the Song family as a three-year-old child. If you want to hide this trick from me, do you really think that the Song family has no one?

Song Yuan stared at the pieces of antiques in the box with complicated eyes. He was really grateful to the so-called mysterious big boss. With these fake antiques, as long as they deal with the auction in the past tomorrow, a huge breach of contract can be avoided. With the gold problem, the crisis of the Song family will be solved easily!

"If someone from the auction house comes, lead him to the office directly."

Song Yuan took a deep look at the fake antiques in the box, and guessed the intention of the so-called big boss to buy it, so he didn't worry about being cheated. The future of the Song family rested on the fake antiques in this box. Yes, as long as they can survive tomorrow's auction, with the Song family's strong family background, they can still achieve good results in other industries.