He unexpectedly becomes a father at the start of his life, and the mother of his child is a national

The artistic conception, brushwork, and calligraphy of this painting, especially the profound sense of depth that comes with the passage of time and the effortless mastery of technique, are qualities that a young person could never possess!

Without decades of tireless copying, sketching, reading, and contemplation, one could never reach such a level!

I dare say that the true author of this painting must be an old gentleman with profound cultivation and consummate skill!

The consignor might be their descendant, disciple, or someone acting on their behalf.

Lin Sinian, who was standing to the side, nodded in agreement: "Old Yu is right! That's what I just said to Manager He."

This painting is clearly not something a young person could have created.

It must have been written by a reclusive master.

Seeing that the two highly respected gentlemen were so certain, He Muqing's doubts about Chen Hao's youth deepened.

She smiled wryly and said, "Mr. Lin, Chairman Yu, I naturally trust your judgment."

The consignor is indeed very young, and as for whether the painting is truly his, our gallery cannot confirm it with 100% certainty; we can only rely on the registration information he provided.

Yu Mobai hummed in agreement, no longer dwelling on the mystery of the artist's identity; his mind was now completely occupied by the painting itself.

He looked at the painting again, then asked the crucial question:

"Manager He, what is the price of this painting?"

He Muqing's heart skipped a beat; she knew the real test was about to begin.

She tried to keep her tone calm: "President Yu, this painting is a consignment item, and the consignor has set the price at... one million yuan."

"One million?" Yu Mobai raised his snow-white eyebrows slightly and pondered.

"For a completely unknown artist like 'Haolin,' this price is indeed too high and will deter many collectors."

But…” His gaze lingered on the screen again, his eyes burning with intensity.

"Judging solely by the artistic merit of this painting, it's worth it! You could even say that this price is a steal!"

If it's a work by a renowned artist of the same quality, the price would be more than ten times higher!

He paused, seemingly having made up his mind, then looked at He Muqing, his tone resolute:

"I'll take this painting. Manager He, please wrap it up for me."

"What?!"

"etc!"

Two voices rang out almost simultaneously.

One was He Muqing's slightly surprised gasp, and the other was Lin Sinian's urgent attempt to stop her.

Lin Ssu-nien was really worried now!

He never expected his old friend Yu Mobai to have such a sharp eye and to act so quickly!

He clearly took a liking to this painting first and admired it for a long time!

How come it's about to be snatched away in the blink of an eye?

"Old Yu! You...you're being really unfair!" Lin Sinian stepped forward, blocking the painting, looking at Yu Mobai with a mixture of anxiety and frustration.

"I clearly saw this painting first! I've been looking at it for ages! It should belong to me!"

Seeing his old friend's anxious expression, Yu Mobai couldn't help but laugh, and said slowly, "Old Lin, you can't say that."

You may have initially taken a liking to it, but did you actually say you wanted to buy it? Did you pay a deposit?

Since there isn't one, the painting remains a gallery item, and whoever speaks up first gets to own it.

I said 'I want it' first, right, Manager He?" He looked at He Muqing.

He Muqing was a little embarrassed, sandwiched between the two big shots, but she still nodded:

"Chairman Yu did indeed speak first and express his desire to purchase."

Lin Ssu-nien was taken aback, but how could he accept it?

He loved the painting more and more the more he looked at it; it was as if it had been made just for him. If he missed this opportunity, he would probably never encounter such a perfect work of art again in his life!

"I...I've wanted to buy it for a long time! I just didn't have a chance to say so!" Lin Sinian retorted, starting to act unreasonably.

"Anyway, I saw this painting first, so it should be mine! Old Yu, don't you understand the concept of first come, first served?"

Yu Mobai wasn't angry; he smiled and asked in return:

"Old Lin, since you've wanted to buy it for a long time, why is this painting still hanging here and hasn't been bought by you? This means it doesn't belong to you yet."

He turned to He Muqing, his tone leaving no room for argument:

"Manager He, please take the painting down and wrap it up. I'll transfer the money right away."

As he spoke, he actually took his phone out of his pocket.

Seeing this, Lin Sinian became truly anxious!

He knew Yu Mobai's decisive nature and his substantial wealth.

If he really pays for it, the painting will truly belong to him!

Even if I like it by then, I can only admire it from his house!

In his haste, Lin Sinian didn't care about anything else and blurted out:

"Manager He! I'm raising my bid! I'll offer 105 million!"

He Muqing was completely stunned.

In all her years of running the gallery, she's seen people haggle and hesitate, but she's never seen anyone raise the price on the spot just to snatch a painting!

Moreover, the ones who raised the price were two highly respected and usually very courteous old gentlemen!

Yu Mobai was also visibly taken aback. He hadn't expected Lin Sinian to resort to raising the price for this painting.

He looked at Lin Sinian, and the determined, even slightly cheating, expression on his old friend's face made him feel both annoyed and amused, but it also aroused his competitive spirit.

He really liked this painting!

At their age and status, encountering a truly moving and rare work of art is more important than anything else.

Money is no longer the top priority.

"Heh," Yu Mobai chuckled softly, adjusting his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses sharpening.

"Old Lin, are you trying to outbid me? Fine, since you like it and I like it too, let's do it the way they say."

"Manager He, I'll offer 110 million."

He Muqing felt her heart beat faster.

110 million!

It's already 10 more than the original price!

These two are really at odds!

Upon hearing that Yu Mobai had also raised the price, Lin Sinian's eyes widened, and he retorted without backing down, "115 million!"

"120 million!" Yu Mobai followed closely.

"125 million!"

"130 million!"

The two elderly people talked back and forth, and the price kept rising.

They seemed to have completely forgotten their identities and ages, like two collectors fiercely competing at an auction, neither willing to give way.

The painting attracted the attention of several other customers and staff in the gallery, who looked over in surprise, wondering what magic it possessed that made the two distinguished elderly people fight over it so fiercely.

He Muqing stood aside, her initial surprise turning into shock, and then into ecstasy!

As the gallery manager, she was naturally delighted!

The higher the price, the higher the gallery's commission!

Moreover, this undoubtedly proves the unparalleled artistic value of Chen Hao's painting!

The bidding continues.

"140 million!"

When Lin Ssu-nien shouted out this number, his voice was already trembling.

This far exceeded his expectations, but when he looked at the painting, he felt it was worth it!