Chapter 630: I don't lack this point and spend money

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An ancient painting of the Ming Dynasty that has no signature and does not know the author is worth 180,000, but once the author can be identified, the value of the painting will be doubled. Not to mention, the author of this painting turned out to be Zhu Da, the master of painting in the late Ming Dynasty, and Zhao Zhongnan was reluctant to really lose this painting to Lin Feng.
However, Lin Feng is certainly not so stupid to be fooled by Zhao Zhongnan. He is a billionaire, and he still lacks the 180,000 to send his hair out?
"But Uncle Zhao, our bet just now is this painting, right? You don't have to spend money, I just want this painting."
With that, Lin Feng's eyesight was quick, and he immediately rolled up the picture and held it in his hand, stunned that Zhao Zhongnan didn't even have a chance to regret it.
"This... this, this... Lin Feng, if you think the price your uncle gave is low, can we discuss it? You also know that your uncle is a collector and can make money, but if you encounter ancient paintings you like this way, It's hard to come by. I'll sell... half a million, so how about you sell this painting back to me?"
Zhao Zhongnan was really anxious when he saw that Lin Feng had taken all the paintings away. However, he expected that Lin Feng, a student child like a mountain, had never seen so much money of 500,000 in his life, and he would definitely agree to such a high price by himself.
But Zhao Zhongnan’s one hundred thousand one bid, his son Zhao Shuang couldn’t accept it! Immediately yelled: "Dad! Isn't it just a broken picture? If you lose, you lose. Give it to him. We only lose 180,000. Why should we buy it back with 500,000 and let him take advantage of nothing? what!"
Zhao Shuang didn't understand the market prices of these ancient paintings. He just felt that his father was obviously giving Lin Feng money by doing this. Of course, he was very upset in his heart.
"What do you...do you know? I like this painting very much, so I must keep it!"
At this time, Zhao Zhongnan couldn't explain it like his son, because as long as he explained it, Lin Feng would know that this painting was very valuable, and it was not just as valuable. You must know that almost all of Zhu Da's existing paintings are worth more than tens of millions of collectables, and with their popularity and the scarcity of collections, their prices are still rising.
In 2010, a piece of "Bamboo and Stone Mandarin Duck" by Bada Shanren was sold at the Xiling Yinshe auction for a price of 118.7 billion yuan. At that time, Zhao Zhongnan was at the auction site and witnessed the frenzy of the competition. If it weren't for one of the buyers' fund turnover problems, I am afraid the auction price would be even higher.
Moreover, the Bada Shanren’s "Landscape, Fish, Bird and Music" in front of me, because it is a rare Bada Shanren painting without a signature, has a much higher collection value than the "Bamboo and Stone Mandarin Duck". Even if it is conservatively estimated, the value of the collection will not be less than 150 million. If it is placed in a large auction house, it will probably not be a problem for the auction price to exceed 200 million.
Even if his Zhao Zhongnan is rich, his total net worth is only one or two hundred million, and most of it is the accumulation of his father's generation, and the rest are all abducted by Zhao Zhongnan in the collection world in recent years.
After struggling for a lifetime of only one or two billion net worth, the "Landscape Fish and Bird Music" in front of me is worth 200 million. Just ask, how could Zhao Zhongnan miss this opportunity? Earlier, 180,000 people found such a national treasure-level ancient painting, which can be said to be a big leak.
But he happened to die by himself and Lin Feng lost a bet to him, so he couldn't go back with Ye Lao's testimony. Now that the painting fell into Lin Feng's hands, he could only deceive him back quickly while Lin Feng didn't know the true value of the painting. Even if it costs hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars, it's worth it.
If you change to an ordinary high school student and hear about half a million dollars, I'm afraid I will really return the painting to Zhao Zhongnan without even thinking about it. It's a pity that today he met Lin Feng, the most legendary high school student in history who was worth tens of billions. How could he be moved by his half a million?
"Hey! Uncle Zhao, I'm really embarrassed. I like this painting too. I can't cut love anymore. Thank you Uncle Zhao for sending me this painting."
The more he saw Zhao Zhongnan anxious and reluctant, the more Lin Feng refused to paint him. Although he did not know the actual value of this painting, it was definitely more than half a million that Zhao Zhongnan had to give.
"Have you refused half a million? Lin Feng, don't you be too greedy?"
When he said this, Zhao Zhongnan glanced at Ye Lao next to him, because he knew that besides himself, only Ye Lao knew the true value of this painting.
Seeing that Ye Lao didn't seem to want to remind Lin Feng, Zhao Zhongnan sighed again and stretched out a finger to Lin Feng and said: "One million! It can't be higher. This painting is not worth the money at all. It’s not that I really like..."
"I won't sell this painting. Since it's not worth the money, I can't let you suffer from Uncle Zhao! What about that, if you don't eat the food, isn't it cold? My stomach is also hungry, so let's eat quickly Come on! Don't disappoint the kindness of Grandma and Aunt Ping!"
After taking the painting in his hand, Lin Feng was willing to return it to Zhao Zhongnan, holding the painting every step of the way and walking to the dinner table.
"Come and eat first! Zhongnan, Xiao Zhao, Yan Ran, Lu Ping, I have finished reading the paintings. Hurry up and eat while it is hot!"
Seeing Lin Feng's slippery head, Ye Lao pursed his lips in amusement. Although she disliked Zhao Zhongnan's behavior today, he brought the painting after all, and he was still his own student. Ye Laobian did not take the initiative to remind Lin Feng about the value of this painting.
Who knows that although Lin Feng doesn't know the value of this painting, he sincerely wants to have trouble with the Zhao family and his son, and doesn't sell the painting for much money.
At the dinner table, Zhao Zhongnan was so worried that he deliberately sat next to Lin Feng, almost holding him vegetables.
"Brother Lin Feng, come...The sweet and sour pork ribs are too far away. I'm afraid I won't be able to clip them. I'll clip them for you!"
"This soup is delicious! Brother Lin Feng, have a bowl?"
"Oh! Yelaoshr's gluttony is not worse than that in old Beijing~EbookFREE.me~ Brother Lin Feng, you must try it!"
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For Zhao Zhongnan's enthusiasm, all the people present were stunned. Just a bite of a stinky boy named Lin Feng, but now a bite of a little brother, who is still enthusiastically and smilingly giving Lin Feng food, this change is a bit too fast, right?
Especially when Zhao Shuang saw his father's humility to Lin Feng, his cheeks bulged with anger, and he wished to frustrate Lin Feng's bones.
"Uncle Zhao, I know how to pick up vegetables..." Lin Feng was also speechless for a while. Is this Zhao Zhongnan too cheeky and shameless?
"Two million! Lin Feng, uncle doubles the price, you should return the painting to me?"
The food was almost finished, and finally Zhao Zhongnan couldn't help it anymore, and finally stretched out and said cruelly to Lin Feng.
But Lin Feng still shook his head, held the painting close to his body, and said, "Uncle Zhao, I don't need this little pocket money, so you have to die!"