0p0 Chapter 110: It's Not the Same as Before
Chapter 110: It's Not the Same as Before
"I just said that you don't know the value of things." Lin Fan said lightly.
"What, you are not convinced? Today I will make you convinced!" As he said that, he slowly unfolded the scroll.
"Tsk tsk, this painting is really good."
"Yes, Mr. Qian said it, the imitation is so good that it can be mistaken for the real thing."
"Since the painting is so good, what does it matter whether it's authentic or not? Even if it was painted by Tang Yin, so what?"
"That's different. The value of a famous painting lies in its being the work of a famous artist. No matter how good the graffiti of stray cats and dogs is, it can't compare to Tang Yin's work in the slightest!"
"That's right. The so-called calligraphy masters online nowadays write in a messy way. It's pure hype, but their works can still be sold at exorbitant prices."
"..."
Everyone stared at the painting in Lin Fan's hand, and discussions arose one after another.
"Since you are an expert, you must have heard of 'picture within picture', right?" Lin Fan's fingers gently slid across the picture, his eyes firm.
"Picture within a picture?" Mr. Qian looked confused.
"Yes, although the surface of this painting is a replica, there is an authentic Tang Yin work hidden underneath," Lin Fan explained calmly.
"what?"
“Picture within a picture?”
Lin Fan's words immediately caused an uproar.
The most excited people were Mr. Qian and the stall owner. Mr. Qian rushed forward, trying to grab the painting for a closer look, but Lin Fan nimbly dodged him.
"This painting is mine now, you can't touch it."
"I... I just want to take a look!" Old Qian suppressed his anger and looked carefully, but his face gradually turned pale.
The stall owner's heart tightened when he saw Mr. Qian's reaction. Could it be that what Lin Fan said was true? Wouldn't that mean he'd lost a lot?
"Could this really be Tang Bohu's authentic work?"
"Judging from Mr. Qian's expression, it's very likely."
"Even Master Qian misjudged him? Who is this kid? He's too good, isn't he?"
The crowd of onlookers involuntarily rushed forward, wanting to see Tang Bohu's original work with their own eyes.
"Wow, Brother Fan is awesome!" Shen Wei was so excited that he waved and called over two bodyguards who were skilled in ancient martial arts. With so many people around, what if something went wrong with the original?
"Young man, I'm willing to pay 10 million!" Suddenly, Mr. Qian raised his head, his face filled with excitement.
"I'm not selling it anymore. I want this treasure. I'll return the money to you!" the stall owner shouted hurriedly when he saw this.
"Hmph, the deal has been completed, how can you go back on your word?" Lin Fan snorted coldly and looked at Old Qian again.
"Ten million? Are you kidding?"
"Young man, ten million is not a small amount." Old Qian stared at Lin Fan and said calmly.
"Now we can only prove that there is a painting underneath, but we cannot confirm that it is an authentic work by Tang Bohu. If it is not an authentic work, then this painting is worthless."
"Even if it's worthless, I'd still buy it. I'd burn it to ash rather than sell it to you," Lin Fan said, carefully rolling up the scroll. He was in a good mood; the feeling of finding a bargain was truly wonderful. Using minimal investment to get a return of dozens or even hundreds of times that amount was even more exciting than winning the lottery.
Hearing Lin Fan's words, Qian Lao's face turned livid, and regret grew in his heart. Why hadn't he discovered it sooner? If it was the original, then he would lose not only money but also his reputation.
As a master of his generation, he actually let an unknown junior take advantage of him! If this were to get out, where would his face be?
The young man with the folding fan wanted to kick Mr. Qian. If Mr. Qian hadn't said it was a fake, he would have bought it long ago. This time, he really lost a lot! The one who felt the most uncomfortable was the stall owner. He couldn't even imagine how precious Tang Bohu's original work was!
Thinking back to how he had hastily sold the original painting for only 100,000 yuan, Lin Fan felt heartbroken.
"I'm willing to pay 20 million!" A clear female voice suddenly rang out in the noisy crowd.
Lin Fan looked over when he heard the voice, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
She was a charming woman with a slim figure, elegant curves, long slender legs and a graceful waist.
She walked over with light steps, her eyes flashing with an alluring light: "This handsome man, 20 million, what do you think?"
"Calling me handsome is useless. I'm not selling." Lin Fan smiled and shook his head. Was this woman trying to seduce him with her beauty? Didn't she know that he had been spending every day with two beauties, Zhao Ziqing and Wang Chudong, and had long been accustomed to their temptations?
If he were still the innocent boy who had just come down from Mount Buzhou, he might really be moved by her.
But now, his taste and determination are no longer what they used to be.
"How about 30 million?" the woman raised the price again.
"Little brother, this price has already reached its peak. Besides, we can't be 100% sure that the following is a genuine Tang Yin painting. Besides, even if it is a Tang Yin painting, 30 million is not a small amount."
"Thirty million! Who is this woman? I want to tell her, 'Sister, I don't want to struggle anymore.'"
"I don't know, but she's a rich young lady."
"A genuine Tang Yin painting is worth at least 100 million, right? 30 million is not a lot."
"That's not necessarily the case. It depends on the painting."
"..."
Everyone around was shocked by the beauty's bid.
Many people thought to themselves that if it were them, they would have agreed long ago. After all, money only counts when it's actually in their hands.
"I still don't want to sell it." Lin Fan refused again.
"Okay, here's my business card. If you want to sell it, feel free to contact me." The beauty handed over a business card without saying anything else.
Lin Fan took it and took a look, and the three words "Qin Ruoshui" jumped into his eyes.
"Okay, but you might not be able to wait for me to call."
"Then little brother, can you leave me your phone number?" The beauty blinked, "I can check on you occasionally."
"Of course." Lin Fan was always very patient with beautiful women. If it were a man, he would have lost interest in the conversation long ago.
"Then let's call, little brother." After writing down the number, the beauty turned and left with her assistant. Since she couldn't buy it, there was no need for her to stay. She never wasted time on meaningless things.
"Check it out. Since he can hang out with Young Master Shen, he must be no ordinary person." The beauty whispered to the assistant as they walked.
"A sister with a strong personality." Lin Fan looked at her back and muttered to himself.
"Brother Fan, are you interested? Do you want me to help you investigate?" Shen Wei leaned close to Lin Fan's ear and whispered, completely unaware that he had been recognized by others.
"No need, let's talk about it later." Lin Fan waved his hand.
"Let's talk about it later? Brother Fan, you are so cruel. You plan to take her down after meeting her for the first time?" Shen Wei gave a thumbs up.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Fan glared at him.
Lin Fan, holding the scroll, was about to leave.
"Hey, brother, wait a moment..."
The stall owner hurried forward with a somewhat wry smile on his face.
"You took away Tang Yin's authentic work for only 100,000. My loss is devastating... Can you give me a little more?"