Shenhao: Please stop messing around

Chapter 184 Chapter 183, A Valentine's Day gift for my brother (4K)

The next morning.

Lin Chu received Geng Yue in his office in Excellence Building.

After finalizing a 200 million angel round investment, he immediately went through the process of changing shares and obtained 30% of the shares of his newly registered "Galaxy Folding Network Technology Co., Ltd."

The name Galaxy Fold is very interesting, reminding people of a science fiction novel called "Folding Capital", which uses a very abstract form to express that people from different classes live in the same space, but there is a barrier between them that seems to be within reach but is a world of difference.

It seems that Geng Yue has already thought very clearly about this company and the tone of the software, and even seems to have seen the ultimate form.

……

in the afternoon.

Lin Chu helped Wang Huating and Sister Tang, who had sold the house before, to complete a matchmaking process, and also saw Sister Tang's warehouse.

She moved from OCT in the core area of ​​Pengcheng to the factories and warehouses in Pingshan.

It's like this city has completed a metabolism, and the old, outdated, and failed "cells" have been pushed to the edge to make way for the new ones.

However, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

When Lin Chu saw the "treasures" in the warehouse, he realized that he had no right to pity her.

The warehouse of nearly a thousand square meters is filled with all kinds of "treasures".

Medicinal materials, porcelain, calligraphy and painting, tea, mahogany furniture, jade carvings, root carvings... and a wide variety of other things, many of which are hard to name.

"These are all my collections over the past 20 years. In fact, each one has a story. If I wasn't in urgent need of cash flow, I wouldn't be willing to sell them."

She said with some regret.

It feels like a dream.

My husband used to be a very detached person, with almost no material desires. He believed in the principle of "don't add physical things unless necessary", but I seem to be a hoarder.

Over the years, my family has always been rich, very rich, and we could never spend it all, so we gradually accumulated so much money.

However, now that my husband has passed away and the company is in big trouble, I have to take action.

While Wang Huating was selecting medicinal herbs, Lin Chu was casually looking through these "treasures".

There aren't actually many things that catch the eye.

After all, when women stock up on goods, most of the time they focus on how good they look. There is a big gap between my aesthetic taste and hers.

However, a piece of porcelain soon caught Lin Chu's eyes.

Oil-drop Tianmu tea cup from Jian kiln of Southern Song Dynasty.

Next to it is a collection certificate, which shows that it was bought at the Christie's Hong Kong porcelain auction in 16 for 9141 million yuan.

It looks like an ordinary Jianzhan, except that it is more gorgeous. The reason why it was sold at such a high price may be because the number of pieces handed down is too rare, it has historical value, and there was a porcelain craze in those years.

The main reason why Lin Chu looked at it was because of its high price.

Things with high price tags still save a lot of effort for me.

Drinking and eating every day doesn't make much money, but last time I bought a string of jade worth 6200 million, I got a tenfold rebate and made 6.2 million.

Up to now, I have been spending as much as I can, but it is still far from all spent.

Seeing Lin Chu looking at the object, Sister Tang slowly walked out with a complicated look in her eyes: "This is my husband's favorite teacup. Someone once offered more than 100 million for it, but he was unwilling to buy it. I wanted to take it to the grave with him, but after hesitating again and again, I decided not to."

Lin Chu glanced at her and said casually, "That's right. The country finally dug it out. Don't bury it again."

Sister Tang:?
However, in her mind, Lin Chu was also so frivolous last time. Well, the word frivolous might be a bit too derogatory. He was lively and optimistic, after all, he was young.

I am commemorating my late husband, but it has nothing to do with him.

"Mr. Lin is interested?"

She asked nonchalantly.

Sell ​​it.

All sold.

The people are gone, why keep these?
You damn man, you left so early and so suddenly, leaving all the mess to me, which has to be devoured by your various brothers, veterans and subordinates.

Things are dead, people are dead, only money is alive.

Once all the remaining assets have been dealt with, it would be best to immigrate.

I can't beat them, I really can't.

How can I, a woman, fight against those old foxes who have gone through so many ups and downs and whose hands are darker than the other?
"I like it, but I think it was used by someone else and the owner is no longer around, so forget it. Is there anything of the same quality?"

This teacup, especially one from the Song Dynasty, has been stained with saliva by so many people.
Although this kind of thinking may be a blasphemy to cultural relics, it is inevitable to think so in the heart.

After hearing what Lin Chu said, Sister Tang roughly understood his inclination - he wanted to buy some high-value items. After all, "second-hand goods" were very cheap now, so it was the perfect time to pick up bargains.

"There is also a knife, a waist knife with a jade handle. I bought it at an auction abroad for 4850 million yuan."

Sister Tang thought for a moment and spoke quickly.

He took Lin Chu to a shelf and took out a scabbarded scimitar from the camphorwood box at the bottom.

The hilt is shaped like white jade, and the scabbard is complete, full of ancient charm.

Lin Chu pulled it out carefully. Even after hundreds of years, the knife still had no rust. It exuded a sharpness and chill that gave people goose bumps instantly.

"This knife was a treasure of the Qing Palace. It was lost during the burning of the Old Summer Palace. I later bought it back. I kept it at home before to ward off evil spirits. It actually worked once and I was quite impressed."

She said it in a mysterious tone.

It seems that she firmly believes in these things.

"What evil can be as evil as it?"

Lin Chu made a comment, turned around, and waved it casually twice, and he also felt it was quite handy.

However, in modern society, this kind of thing can only be a collectible, as its lethality and price are totally mismatched.

"How much do the two items cost together?"

Lin Chu asked casually.

Of course, I am not using it for myself, but giving it as a gift. The teacup is not for my own use either. Whoever I give it to can use it, as long as he doesn't feel disgusted. Of course, I don't even need to tell him.

Isn’t this also the Chinese Valentine’s Day?

Prepare a batch of gifts for the brothers.

"Fifty percent off."

Sister Tang took a deep breath and spoke softly.

She felt a little embarrassed about asking for the price.

To be fair, I even feel a little ashamed to talk about money. This shame comes from my past "wasteful" behavior. I bought things worth tens of millions, but sold them at a 50% discount, and still had to worry about the other party lowering the price or even looking down on them.

Stupid.

I used to be so stupid.

But not selling?
Who knows who will get it into the hands of others, and it will be a good thing for those bastards.

Lin Chu glanced at her, thought for a moment, and shook his head: "It's too high. I think 70% off is about right. Mr. Ma is going bankrupt and can't pay his employees. The collection should return to normal value."

Sister Tang: ...

I hesitated for a moment.

She knew that Lin Chu was talking about the recent news. However, it was also true that in the prosperous collection era, many collections had been driven up to sky-high prices over the past decade, and now it was time to enter a mean reversion cycle.

Taking a deep breath and gritting her teeth, she nodded and said, "Okay."

Be it a teacup or a jade knife, they are not my favourites. Even if the price is discounted so much, I will just sell them. The most urgent thing is to get the cash back.

"I have one more request. I will sell it on your behalf. I guarantee that it will be sold out within seven days, and I will give you the money after the sale."

Lin Chu said again at this time.

If you buy them with your own money, even at a 70% discount, it is equivalent to "refreshing" the original prices of the two treasures. However, if you take them away in the name of consignment sales and give them away, then their original auction price will be used.

Agency sales?

She looked at Lin Chu deeply, and became alert again. Could it be a trap?
This line of work is very complicated and intricate.

Many auction houses will first ask the owners of the treasures to send their collections and give a very high valuation, which is like using bait to lure people in. Then they will ask the owners to pay money under various names, such as handling fees, marketing fees, appraisal fees, etc. In the end, the items may not be sold.

"Sign the contract and I'll give you 30 million as a deposit first. Once the product is sold, you'll have to pay the balance within seven days."

Lin Chu guessed her concerns, so he quickly spoke with a smile.

She was silent for a moment.

There was still some hesitation in his heart, but he gritted his teeth and nodded.

The deposit clause is a lot safer. The two items together cost nearly 1.4 million, 4200% off, which is 3000 million. A million deposit is not a small amount.

It even seems that the price of 3000 million is not impossible for him.

She agreed.

Lin Chu signed a contract with her, paid a deposit of 30 million, took the two most expensive items here, and then purchased some precious medicinal materials before preparing to leave.

But I was thinking in my mind, how to give it?
Amid Wang Huating's polite and grateful thanks, Lin Chu got into the car. After the car drove out, he called Wang Zhefei again.

"Idiot, what are you doing? When will the Qixi Festival gift for me be here?"

Ok?
Wang Zhefei, who was playing games in the office, was amused when he heard this. He had been completely trashing the company recently, and apart from handing over work, he was playing games. Everything else didn't matter to him, as he would be leaving in two months at most anyway.

"I'll give you a box of 003 and a small blue pill. Is that enough? If not, I'll give you another one."

Wang Zhefei seemed very wealthy and powerful when he spoke.

This is called following one's own preferences.

As a good brother, I naturally know what he likes.

In the car, Lin Chu couldn't help but want to laugh when he heard this: "Why the hell would I use that? I never use it now, think of something else."

Wang Zhefei:?

"So... Vaseline?"

Lin Chu: …

"Not that perverted!"

I couldn't help laughing again.

"Damn it, are you annoying? Why do men exchange gifts with each other? It's like two perverts..."

Wang Zhefei couldn't help but complain, he couldn't think of anything else, isn't this just making things difficult for his buddies?
"I did prepare it for you, but it's quite expensive. Since you said so, let's save it."

Lin Chu also said with a sly smile.

Hearing this, he immediately became anxious: "Hey, hey, hey, please don't, godfather, I just like expensive things! As for you, tell me, what do you want? Even if you want a diamond ring, I will exchange it with you!"

Lin Chu laughed.

Here, my money-making tool, Brother Fei.

The little mouth is so sweet.

About half an hour later.

Lin Chu went to his company and entered as a visitor. He was not stopped. After registering, he went straight into his office.

"Fuck, so formal?"

"You really came."

Wang Zhefei seemed a little surprised to see Lin Chuzhen coming.

Lin Chu glanced around and casually took out the Jianzhan from his pocket: "Here, Happy Qixi Festival."

Wang Zhefei:?

"Damn! This broken cup, get out of here! No! You might as well give me a Feiji Cup instead?"

Lin Chu: "Stupid, this is Jianzhan! This is a Jianzhan! An antique! Improve your taste. It was used by Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty. It has an imperial aura."

This rekindled Wang Zhefei's interest, and he immediately changed his expression and smiled: "Okay, thank you, godfather."

He just grabbed it away.

Lin Chu let go as if nothing had happened and looked at the virtual panel in front of him.

I was a little worried that the "price" would change unexpectedly, but fortunately, I was smart and there were no problems.

The Jianzhan worth 9141 million yuan meets the conditions of ten times rebate, which is 9.1 million yuan.

Awesome!
Baton!
Very good!
Lin Chu's face turned red with excitement and he felt a little dizzy. With this money, at least half of the funding for the golf course would be solved, right?

By the way, I looked at Wang Zhefei and found him more and more pleasing to the eye.

After snatching the Jianzhan, Wang Zhefei played with it for a while, and found that there was nothing special about it, so he put it on the table.

"Hey? What are you still standing there for? The gifts have been given, why aren't you leaving yet?"

He looked at Lin Chu, holding back his laughter, with a sly look on his face.

Lin Chu: …

She raised her middle finger at him: "You are such a jerk!"

This behavior of pulling up his pants and not recognizing people made Lin Chu himself a little bit upset. He had never overestimated his bottom line, but he didn't expect it to be so low.

"Hey, okay, okay, how about this, how about I introduce you to the receptionist at the company?"

Wang Zhefei continued to speak with a grin.

"Thank you so much, fuck!"

"Stupid!"

Lin Chu started cursing immediately.

At this time.

There was a gentle knock on the door of his office. Wang Zhefei said, "Come in." A man who looked like the boss walked in.

"Hey, are there guests?"

The person who came in was none other than the boss of this company, Mr. Pan. Wang Zhefei glanced at him and said rather boastfully, "My brother came to give me a gift. Here, it's an antique, a Jianzhan. Mr. Pan, aren't you an expert on this? Take a look."

He now completely lets go in front of the company boss.

As long as I don't want to be promoted and still hold the core lifeline of the company, I am the boss!

The boss is shit!
Mr. Pan had a warm smile on his face. He greeted Lin Chu again with a smile, picked up the Jianzhan on the table, took a look at it, and for a moment, his eyes moved slightly, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, and his sharp Adam's apple made him swallow hard.

"Oil-drop lamp?"

He murmured, looking at Wang Zhefei and then at Lin Chu.

He doesn't seem to believe it.

This item is extremely famous in the Jianzhan circle. It caused quite a stir when it was auctioned. It is said that it was bought by the boss of a listed company in Pengcheng.

"You guys continue chatting, I'm leaving first."

"Put the things away. After all, they are worth tens of millions."

Lin Chu said casually, shook his head and smiled, then walked out the door, mission accomplished, his merit and fame hidden.

Ok?
"How much... how much?"

Wang Zhefei stood up suddenly and stared at Lin Chu's back in disbelief.

what's going on?

Are you trying to stab me again?

Last time it was the Jade Assassin, this time it’s the Jianzhan Assassin?

Dad, what do you want?

He was lost.

You really don't have to be so vain.

Lin Chu turned around and said calmly, "It's worth tens of millions. Hey, it's just a cup. You can play with it. Don't lose it. Just break it. Be careful or Song Huizong will come to you in your dreams to settle the score."

This routine has been repeated time and time again. I guess he won’t be so easily “fooled” the third or fourth time.

Hey……

I really should find a dumb brother! The kind that is completely mentally retarded! Just teach him one word, dad!
Or, really give birth to a son?

If I want to wait until my son calls me dad, it will take at least two years, including ten months of pregnancy and the time when he can talk, right?

now.

Mr. Pan: …

His eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, and his heart was shocked and somewhat numb.

Is this the circle of top rich second-generations?
Asshole!
You are all assholes!

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(End of this chapter)