Jian Bao: I Can Communicate With Everything

Chapter 217: Bet

There are more and more people on the court, so noisy, and the asking price has risen sharply.

But Lin Chen didn't mean to move at all.

"I have no plans to sell this painting."

Upon hearing this, Gu Mingtong was slightly startled, "Understand, understand."

"You are the owner of Thousand Baidu. You have a lot of benefits to accept this painting."

Lin Chen shook his head.

"It's not because of this."

"I just heard from the shopkeeper Wu that this painting is a descendant of Mr. Feng. It was sold to Jingtai Pavilion and the transaction price was three thousand."

"No one needs this "Songshou Picture" more than them."

"Because this represents the reputation of Mr. Feng."

"And now that this authentic piece has appeared in the world, it should be returned to its original owner."

These words were very calm, and everyone stopped in astonishment when they entered the field.

Staring at Lin Chen blankly...

This is at least one million or more.

If you say send it out, just send it out...

Moreover, he was sent back to Feng's house.

It is true that, because of this painting, the old man Feng died in depression, the Feng family also declined rapidly, and the things returned to the original owner...

It's also a bit regretful, but it's a perfect ending.

For a while, everyone present was in awe.

The image of Lin Chen in their eyes became taller and taller.

"At a young age, you have such a mindset, it's amazing."

"It really makes us old guys ashamed."

"Okay, okay, this painting returns to the Feng family, and this grievance can be regarded as a beginning and an end."

"Xiao Lin, you did a good job."

Everyone admired from the bottom of their hearts, and there was a flash of appreciation in their eyes.

The popularity of the live broadcast room has skyrocketed and has exceeded the 1.5 million mark.

[Lin Chen’s Little Wife] Give it to Super Rocket×10!

【Shoushen Ruyu】Send Super Rocket×10!

[Bird thief who loves to dive] Send Super Rocket×5!

"This is the role model anchor!"

"Where are those sprays just now? Stop and watch Laozi don't take the blue-fire Gatlin to suddenly kill you."

"The anchor is really awesome. This is more than one million. If you don't want it, you don't want it."

"This is the best explanation for the Feng family."

"Unexpectedly, watching a live broadcast can make you cry. If Father Feng is alive in the sky, he must be very pleased."

"Uncomfortable, want to cry."

"There is a wave of attention, such a conscientious anchor, the whole network can't find a second one."

Friends of the treasures praised Lin Chen's operation, and supported the anchor with this method of swiping gifts.

A renovated matte room.

"Good guy."

"A good person lives in peace."

A girl with short hair sits cross-legged on the ground.

She wore a thin umbilical strap on her upper body, and she was proud to show up.

On the delicate collarbone, there is a white gold necklace of stars hanging, and the fluffy sling is half-slung on the fragrant shoulder, with infinite charm.

The flat belly, even if it is sitting on the ground, there is no trace of cellulite.

A pair of fit shorts on the lower body, revealing slender and bronze thighs.

At first glance, this girl is engaged in sports-related occupations, she has unlimited vitality and is heart-stirring.

"Follow."

"Anchor, I will go to the training camp soon. If I have time, I will watch your live broadcast."

"Hey, when will I be able to go to Demon City?"

She was thinking secretly when there was a knock on the door outside the room.

"Qingqing, are all your luggage packed?"

"Coach Wang's car has arrived, and he is calling you to leave."

"alright!"

Yu Qing bounced off the ground, put on her shoulder bag across the body, and strode out of the room.

...

at this time.

Jingtai Pavilion.

Gu Mingtong looked at Lin Chen with admiration, and he was about to put away the painting.

"Xiao Lin, in that case, I will take this painting away."

"Don't worry, I will personally send it to the Feng family's descendants. As for whether they keep it or auction it, I don't care."

Lin Chen took two steps forward and stopped his movements.

"You can't take this painting away yet."

"how?"

Gu Mingtong was taken aback for a moment, and then asked: "Xiao Lin, you don't doubt that I will swallow this painting alone?"

"Don't worry, my Gu Mingtong is not so small."

Lin Chen shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not because of this."

"I want to ask President Gu, how much do you think this painting should be worth?"

"Um……"

Gu Mingtong thought for a while, then stretched out his hand and gestured.

"Under normal circumstances, it should be around one hundred and five, and there will be ten floats up and down, but that's basically it."

Lin Chen chuckles noncommittal after hearing this.

"What? Do you think the offer I gave is unprofessional?"

Gu Mingtong frowned.

"President Gu, you might as well take another look."

With that, Lin Chen stretched out his hand and clicked twice.

"Look again?"

Gu Mingtong's brow wrinkled into a pimple.

Haven't you seen it before?

Even the original work of Xu Tao is worth about 1.5 million yuan, and you can't see the flowers even when you look at it.

Although he was a little confused, he subconsciously followed Lin Chen's words.

He picked up the magnifying glass and looked at it inch by inch.

After a while, he raised his head, frowning.

"Xiao Lin, what are you going to say?"

Lin Chen raised her brows, "You didn't see it?"

Hearing this, other experts were also confused.

"Xiao Lin, what do you mean? This painting is indeed authentic, but the price is only about one hundred and five."

"Yes, a few years ago, an authentic Xu Tao painting appeared on the Modu Auction House, which is about the same size as this one."

"If you feel that the price is inappropriate, you might as well quote a price."

"That is, say your opinion boldly."

Lin Chen smiled slightly.

"I think that at least one hundred more will be added to this painting."

Upon hearing this, the old men were dumbfounded.

One hundred more?

2.5 million?

This kid, isn't his brain flooded?

Wang Fuchun took two steps forward and said with a smile, "Xiao Lin, you really dare to make a price."

"1.8 million is already the limit of this painting, and it is impossible to go further."

"Yes, you may not know much about the market. We old men often deal with ancient paintings."

"That's right."

The old men were all talking about it.

Although Jiehua couldn't compare to Lin Chen, they still had a lot of confidence in the valuation of antiques.

If you encounter a suitable buyer, with rich wealth and a price of 1.8 million, it is not impossible.

But 2.5 million...

Unless you are taken advantage of.

At this moment, Wu Youde jumped out.

He could no longer accept the loss of 1.5 million.

Lin Chen added another one million, that's okay!

"Xiao Lin, I admit that you have a high level of exposing paintings, but the valuation is not comparable to these experts."

"They are insiders and they work on more than a dozen paintings every day. It's impossible to make a mistake."

"It's two and five million, why don't you say five million?"

Lin Chen smiled and looked at Wu Youde.

"Treasurer Wu, if you don't believe me, we can make a bet, how about it?"

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