C38 True or False Famous Painting
C38 True or False Famous Painting
It was during the time that Zheng Jianming started to think.
The value of this painting was also increasing rapidly.
From ten thousand to eight hundred thousand.
"2 million!"
At this moment, Lin Faang suddenly raised his hand and called out.
The sudden increase of one million and two hundred thousand shocked many of the people present. Shouldn't the bidding be done slowly? How could the price suddenly increase to two million? Which rich young master was this?
Zheng Jianming raised his hand when he saw Lin Faang bid.
"Two million two hundred thousand!"
"Three million!"
Lin Faang raised his hand and shouted the price right after Zheng Jianming.
Zheng Jiaming couldn't help but turn his head to glance at Lin Faang. He frowned and hesitated. Three million. If he continued to call for three million, he might lose out.
Secretly, Wang Ziyan wanted to stop Lin Faang, but everyone's eyes were on them.
Under the gazes of everyone present, she could only reply with a smile.
Inwardly, he wanted to beat Lin Faang to death. Three million was not a small amount.
"Three million going once! Is there anyone else willing to increase the price? "
"Three million twice!"
"Three million going thrice!" "Deal!"
Wang Ziyan clenched her fists tightly as she consoled herself in her heart. It wasn't a loss for three million to buy a painting by an artist from an Immortal Luo clan! Not a loss!
"Three million one hundred thousand!"
When the auctioneer's hammer, Li Shuang, was only a centimeter away, Zheng Jiaming suddenly interrupted.
With the hammer gone, it was naturally not a deal.
Wang Ziyan heaved a sigh of relief. Of course, it was best if they didn't have to pay for it.
"4 million!"
However, to her surprise, she still hadn't finished exhaling.
Lin Faang followed the bid once again.
Zheng Jiaming frowned and leaned back on his chair. This time, he wasn't going to bid anymore.
Wang Ziyan was even more worried as she grabbed her own hands. If her fingers were to let go, one would be able to see the ten red lines on the back of her hands.
"Four million going once!"
"4 million going twice!"
"Four million going thrice!" "Deal!"
"Bam!"
After the hammer landed, the auction was concluded.
"Congratulations, sir. For the price of four million, you have obtained this beautiful woman from the Tang Gu Sect. Sir, please come up and receive your fake Luo Xian."
Lin Faang stood up and walked towards the auction platform. He said to the auctioneer, "Can I use the auction venue to get someone to arrange a one meter long table, a finger sized knife, a cup of water, and a cup of oil for me?"
"I'll ask about that!"
Lin Faang nodded.
The auctioneer put down the microphone, pressing down on Bluetooth as he asked the person on the other side.
After a moment, he turned around and nodded at Lin Faang.
Immediately after that, someone brought out everything Lin Faang wanted.
Lin Faang laid the painting flat on the table. His fingers lightly touched a few drops of water as he lightly rubbed the corner of the paper.
He had actually twisted the corner of the paper into two halves. The thin knife in his hand was already covered in oil as he accurately cut into it.
Lin Faang's arm slashed from beginning to end, so fast that people couldn't see how his hand fell on the ground.
"Hiss!"
The auctioneer beside Lin Faang could not help but take a deep breath. His voice spread throughout the entire venue, causing everyone below the stage to be curious about what happened on the stage.
Lin Faang walked in a circle around the table. He was extremely focused and drew a line in the air.
"Help me press on the four corners of the painting!" Lin Faang said to the auctioneer.
The auctioneer came back to his senses and hurriedly held down the ends of the painting for Lin Faang. When he realized that he didn't have enough hands, he gave a look to the waiter beside him, who came up and held down the two corners of his head.
Lin Faang's fingers gently held the two corners of the picture and he raised it up bit by bit. It was very slow and precise, and from time to time, he would draw it with the thin knife in his hand.
Very quickly, the painting was divided into two parts, and it was even two parts.
Lin Faang was holding a complete painting, there were beauties and lakes.
There was only one beauty on the table.
Beautiful people take a towel to wipe their hair, but the lake is missing.
Lin Faang placed the painting on the table, turned around and asked the auctioneer, "Would you mind if I borrow your venue?"
This time, there was no need for the auctioneer to ask. The superior had already given the auctioneer an answer.
"Of course, but can you give us some time? "Don't worry, they were all taken care of on the spot."
Lin Faang knew what the other party was going to do, so he nodded, he did not lack time.
With Lin Faang's consent, two old men in their fifties walked in through the door at the side of the venue.
Without a word, the two threw themselves onto the painting on the table.
"A stunning work!"
"What a stunning piece of work!"
The two of them sized up the two paintings while praising nonstop.
"Two elders!" "Two elders!"
The auctioneer interrupted their praises.
"Elders, this..." How about two paintings? "
"I never thought that there would be a time when we were mistaken. These two paintings are Zhang Dajian's forgeries, and below them is Tang Gu Zong's real works."
Hearing the two elders' words, the crowd couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
It turned out to be the real deal. Four million to buy a real product from Tang Bohu.
Zheng Jiaming felt his heart clench. He sighed in his heart. Why didn't he chat with this young man earlier? Who knows, he might be the one to pick up the loot.
Tang Bohu's real item, the auction price was at least over a hundred million.
"Sir, I wonder if you can sell this painting to our company. Our company is willing to offer three hundred million for it." The auctioneer turned his head and said to Lin Faang. His gaze was firm and he did not have the slightest intention to joke around.
300 million was already a very high price. If it were put up for auction internationally, it would only be 200 million at most.
Lin Faang shook his head. Money was just a number to him, it wasn't much use.
"Think about it, 300 million is already a very high price."
"Don't worry about it!" I won't sell it. "
The auctioneer lowered his head dejectedly. The higher-ups had given him a death order.
Their company had misjudged this painting. If it were to be leaked, it would be a huge blow to their company's image.
"Help me donate this painting to charity."
The auctioneer was stunned. Donate the painting to a charity? Then, the auctioneer quickly bowed towards Lin Faang.
"I understand!" Sir, please let me thank you for the generosity and kindness of those poor families. "
Lin Faang smiled and walked down from the stage.
Countless people came forward to get to know Lin Faang. After all, these eyes could make a person rich overnight.
However, Lin Faang chose to ignore them. He walked to Wang Ziyan's side, who was still in a daze, and held her hand as if they were walking out of the auction house. There was no point in staying any longer.
Back to his car! Wang Ziyan took a deep breath, turned her head and opened her eyes wide, looking at Lin Faang carefully.
"Don't think too much! I was cheated once before in this way, so I was very impressed and learned a little online. If you really put a painting in front of me and let me see, I wouldn't be able to tell if it's real or fake. " Lin Fang hurriedly explained with a resentful look on her face, as if she had really been tricked by someone.