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"What's in the box?"

Seeing that Song Yuan, who had been hesitant to sell the broken antiques, changed his mind, the Song family waited for Fan Yao and Qi Feng to leave, and gathered around the box with a clatter. In addition to being confused and puzzled, they really couldn't see anything special about the antiques in the box.

The people who participated in the meeting were the main members of the Song family's huge family. Their job was to manage the various antique shops opened by the Song family. However, they didn't know much about the transaction with the auction house, because In such a large trading city, Song Hualiang personally participated in the battle, and they basically didn't know the specific types of antiques traded. Naturally, they didn't know that the antiques in the box were exactly the same as the antiques to be sent to the auction house!

"Whether the Song family can be saved depends on this box of antiques."

Song Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at the antique lying in the box with complicated eyes. He had already made a decision in his heart. This is the one and only way that can rescue the Song family from the dire situation.

"Could it be that the box contains..."

Like other families, the Song family pays attention to tradition. Song Zhaohai has also acquired the knowledge of antiques since he was a child, and he also has a lot of research on antiques. However, the Song family has special connoisseurs, and they don't need to do it themselves to look at the antiques in the box. , the corners of Song Zhaohai's eyes twitched a few times, and after a cursory glance, he found that all the antiques in the box had a lot of history.

A bold idea came into his mind, this bold idea made his breathing stop!

"what?"

The rest of the Song family looked at the pale and violent Song Zhaohai in bewilderment, not understanding what happened.

"is that all?"

Song Zhaohai stared straight at Song Yuan, and he was not sure whether the guess in his heart was correct.

"good."

Song Yuan took a deep breath and nodded slightly.

"What the hell? We are all members of the Song family"

The rest of the Song family were even more confused. They looked at the antiques and Song Yuan in the box with doubts on their faces. They couldn't figure out what charade Song Zhaohai and Song Yuan were playing, and they all raised objections.

"Say?"

Song Zhaohai looked at Song Yuan inquiringly. After Song Hualiang lay down in a coma, now the head of the entire Song family is Song Yuan, and he can only speak out if Song Yuan nods.

"Everyone in the Song family has the right to know about this matter." Song Yuan seemed to be drained of all his strength, squinting his eyes, pointing to the antiques in the box with his withered fingers, and said: "The antiques in this box are exactly the same as Antiques traded in auction houses."

"really?"

The Song family was stupefied. They had heard Fan Yao's words. They gave this box of antiques to the Song family for free. According to what Song Yuan said just now, the value of the antiques that the Song family sent to the auction house was more than 1000 million. How could it be possible for the other party to give away a value of 1000 million at once?Could it be that the other party really wanted to help the Song family through the difficulties?

"The antiques in the antique box are the antiques we trade, but...all of them are fake."

Song Yuan saw that each and every one of the Song family members showed joy, and a wry smile appeared on the corners of their mouths. At this point, they still had illusions, and directly poured a basin of cold water on everyone.

"Fake?" Everyone who was relieved just now lifted their hearts into their throats again, and they asked in frustration: "How can a fake deal be completed? Are we going to deceive the auction house? The key is that we can deceive In the past?"

"If you don't try it, how will you know?" Song Zhaohai's eyes flashed a piercing light, and he said firmly that the biggest crisis facing the Song family now is the high compensation of more than 5 million yuan from the auction house. There is no chance of choice at all, there is only this way, and it is the only way to go.

"Wealth and wealth are sought in danger."

Song Yuan's eyes were confused, and he said to himself in a low tone.

The members of the Song family were collectively silent. Yes, the Song family has been forced to the cliff. If you jump off the cliff, you may encounter water under the cliff. You are lucky to survive. If you don’t jump off the cliff, you will definitely die. Anyway, it's death, so it's better to fight with your life!In my heart, I acquiesced to Song Yuan's suggestion of sending fake antiques to the auction house for a risky attempt.

"The people from the auction house are here."

The secretary respectfully led a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with combed hair to the office.

"Boss Song."

Qin Lehui looked at the dull office. He had naturally heard about what happened to the Song family in the past two or two days, so he offered his hand with a smile.

"Director Qin, the purpose of your coming today is to verify the auction of antiques tomorrow." Song Yuan easily covered up the anger in his eyes, kept calm, and reached out to shake hands with Qin Lehui.

It was only these two days that Song Yuan had truly experienced the warmth and coldness of the world. He naturally knew the real purpose of Qin Lehui's visit, and he sighed secretly. Fortunately, these fake antiques were delivered in time, otherwise the auction house would definitely I won't let it go, the high liquidated damages will definitely not be less than a penny, don't hope that the auction house will let the Song family go, this is the harsh law of the mall!

The Song family whose property was shattered in one fell swoop is like a ball that has lost its use value. The auction house must be eager to kick it away!

"When I received your call, I ordered people to prepare it." Song Yuan opened the lid of the box, with a look of luck, and explained with lingering fear: "Originally, they were all stored in the storage room, but yesterday I put them away. It was brought up, which saved this batch of antiques."

"Fortunately, fortunately."

Qin Lehui nodded with a smile. The purpose of his visit today was indeed to talk about the Song family's tone, and he took out the special promotional book of the auction house from his pocket.

I found the auction of the Song family in the promotional booklet, and after a cursory glance at the picture of the antique in the auction booklet, I compared it with the appearance of the antique in the box, and found that it was exactly the same.

"Okay."

Seeing Qin Lehui put away the notebook, Song Yuan asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth. In just a few seconds, a dense layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, but fortunately, Qin Lehui in front of him didn't notice the strangeness of the antique. ,.

I am very grateful to the big boss who sent the antiques. Unless you carefully appreciate the craftsmanship of this batch of antiques, it is impossible to detect that they are fake.

Qin Lehui checked the number of antiques again, and found that it was the same as the number recorded in the brochure, so he nodded and replied: "That's right, the number and type of antiques are the same.

By the way, please bring your antiques to tomorrow's auction and attend on time. I also need to invite a special connoisseur to prepare for tomorrow's auction, so I won't bother you. "

After Qin Lehui finished his explanation, he turned around and left directly.

Song Yuan's tense nerves relaxed, and he found that the palms of his hands were unconsciously covered with sweat.

"The verification has passed, but the auction house needs to review the antiques tomorrow. If the auction house finds out that we are transporting fake antiques, it will definitely not let us go. The reputation established by the Song family will also be wiped out... ..."

Thinking of what will happen to the Song family in the future, Song Zhaohai frowned worriedly.

"Give it up?" Song Yuan with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, looked around at all the Song family, and warned in a low voice, full of majesty: "The Song family admits that the antiques are fake, and the auction house will not let the Song family go, so why not give it a go .

The Song family's reputation might really be wiped out, and even be reviled by people in the antique industry, but it's better than going bankrupt and homeless.Haven't you always wanted to open up other businesses?After the auction is over, you can separate and do what you want. I will never interfere.

However, before the auction is over, you must all keep your mouths shut. I believe there is no need for me to tell you that there will be serious consequences after this incident is leaked? "

"clear."

The Song family all nodded solemnly, and they knew the consequences of the leak without Song Yuan reminding them.

"But what about the connoisseurs in charge of reviewing tomorrow? Their eyes are very vicious?"

Song Zhaohai asked that when antiques are sent to the auction stage, the auction house will conduct a review to prevent fake antiques from leaking out of the auction house and causing damage to the reputation of the auction house. After all, the auction house pays attention to reputation and cannot tolerate any dust.

"No matter what method you think of, you must get the connoisseur."

Song Yuan tapped the table with his knuckles, his falcon-like eyes flashed with coldness, and said in a sinister tone: "Nowadays, the reports about the Song family all say that the Song family used unscrupulous means to achieve their goals. Then we'll do whatever it takes.

The auctioneers in the auction house must have weaknesses. No matter what they need or want, as long as they let the Song family successfully participate in the auction, the Song family will give it to them.

If there are connoisseurs who don't have good eyesight and don't cooperate, they directly kidnap their relatives. I don't care what methods you use, I only want one result, that is, the auction of the Song family's antiques will be successful. "

"Yes."

The Song family gasped, their expressions were a little dignified, but they also knew that this was the only feasible way now. The Song family could have developed and grown today, so it was inevitable to use some special means. Once again it seemed that special measures had to be used.

"It's okay, let's end the meeting, and think about the Song family's future plans after going down." Song Yuan reached out and pressed his swollen head. He was not sure whether his desperate approach would be effective, but he was sure that even if Song Hualiang was here Well, he probably wouldn't speak out against his own chance to save the Song family.

"Do you need to look it up and give us fake antiques?"

Song Zhaohai suggested worriedly.

"No need, since it is a counterfeit antique, I will definitely not take the initiative to cause trouble for myself. As soon as the auction is over tomorrow, the Song family will immediately end the antique business. Even if the person who auctions the antique at the auction finds that the antique is fake, It has nothing to do with our Song family."

Song Yuan's voice was weak and tired. He was originally only in charge of the family's antique appreciation, but now he was a little out of breath under such a heavy burden.

"understood."

Song Zhaohai nodded in agreement, stopped talking, and thought about what method to use to control the auction house's connoisseurs.

"Are you Fan Yao and Qi Feng?"

Fan Yao and Qi Feng each carried a heavy sack on their shoulders, and came to the door panting. In a taxi parked at the door, Brother De asked the two of them with his head.

"Yes."

Fan Yao and Qi Feng gasped, and nodded in doubt.

"Someone asked me to take you to Sai Jiangnan." The elder brother explained with a smile to the two people.

"I'll go." Fan Yao's mouth twitched into a helpless wry smile: "We are here to collect garbage, but Brother Hao has returned to Sai Jiangnan. This boss is too good at enjoying himself..."

"Say a few words and you will die?"

Qi Feng glared at Fan Yao sweating profusely, opened the trunk door and threw the heavy antiques on his shoulders into the trunk.

"Why don't I have a good sister?"

Fan Yao looked at the hot sun in the sky with resentful eyes, let out a long breath, stretched out his hand to close the trunk, saw Qi Feng's murderous eyes from inside the car, licked his face with an apologetic smile and carefully opened the car door, curled up At the corner of the car, he closed his mouth tightly, not daring to provoke Qi Feng, who had his eyes closed.