The post-80s generation should be familiar with the game Legend World. After the legend was introduced into the hot summer from Hancheng Renguo in 2001, it began to be popular. All Internet cafes across the country can see rows of people playing legendary games, some even for several months.

I stationed in an Internet cafe and beat the zombie king in the zombie cave for a dog book and teamed up to attack Shabak.

At that time, this legendary game was really crazy. Lin Bufan also played it. He spent a month living expenses to buy a ruling.

Shengda Company, which introduced the game Legend, made a lot of money, and its boss Chen Qiaoqiao also won the richest man in Yanxia at that time.

It is no exaggeration to say that the game Legend has at least brought 10 billion yuan in revenue to Chen Qiaoqiao.

Back then, Lin Bufan also specifically learned about the legendary father. The legendary game was developed and produced by Park Jung-ho, a native of Hancheng. Park Jung-ho himself is also the owner of the game company.

In 2003, Park Jung-ho published an autobiography. At that time, this autobiography was only published in Hancheng Renguo. Lin Bufan asked a classmate who was studying in Hancheng Renguo to buy an autobiography. Then he used the Chinese-Korean dictionary to translate it bit by bit.

Look, if you encounter someone you don’t understand, ask the international students from Hancheng in the university.

In addition to Park Jung-ho's own affairs, he also tells about his sister's affairs.

There are also photos of his sister in the autobiography. Lin Bufan thought it was good, so he cut off the photos of his sister Park Xinyue and posted them on the wall of the dormitory.

I didn't expect to meet Park Xinyue here.

Park Xinyue was wearing a pink rose-scented tight robe sleeve top, with a green scattered flower skirt underneath, and tied a big bow with golden silk scented scent on her waist, with her hair hanging down, her figure slender, charming and charming

Human soul.

She sat in the sun, holding a teacup, gently savoring tea with red lips, and her curved eyelashes looked so beautiful.

"This mountain residence picture is really good."

"I think this picture of Zhang Daqian's mountain is also good, and Mr. Liang has so many treasures."

"The biggest collector in Hangzhou is not for nothing."

Several collectors praised the paintings on the wall.

"Everyone, I have something good for you to show." Liang Qian greeted him and several collectors came over.

After several people returned to the tea table and sat down, Liang Qian first introduced Lin Bufan, saying that he was his friend's grandson, and then talked about Park Xinyue's identity. Park Xinyue contacted Mr. Liang through Mr. Liang's students.

On,

Later, Liang Qian opened Qianlong's "Border of Yangzhou River".

As soon as the painting was unfolded, several collectors were shocked.

The charm of ancient paintings does not require words. Several collectors are all people with a sharp look. The sense of perseverance and majesty of real things is inherent.

"This was painted by Emperor Qianlong when he went to Jiangnan. Oh my god, it's really worth seeing such paintings in this life." An old man wearing a watermelon hat exclaimed.

The others lowered their heads and looked at them carefully, and after a while, they also yelled about the masterpiece.

Everyone knows that Qianlong went to Jiangnan, and the meaning of the background makes the paintings even more valuable.

"Mr. Liang, you have a lot of treasures."

"It's really enviable."

"Imperial paintings are very valuable."

Liang Qian smiled and continued to open the other two paintings. After several collectors saw them, their eyes fell to the ground.

That expression of coveting and jealousy is beyond words.

Lin Bufan discovered a detail. When he opened Qianlong's painting, Park Xinyue had no expression. When Wang Wei's "homesickness" was opened, Park Xinyue's beautiful eyes were round, and you could see the eyes in her.

Glory.

"To be honest, these three paintings were asked by a friend of mine. Do you have any ideas?" Liang Qian asked.

"This painting is also for sale? Will the price be even higher after a few years?" the old man from the watermelon hat said in confusion.

"A friend who started a company requires a lot of money to operate, which is also a helpless move," Liang Qian explained.

"I see."

These collectors are all wealthy and are interested in buying these three paintings.

Liang Qian knew calligraphy and painting very well, and he offered 20 million yuan for Emperor Qianlong's paintings, 15 million yuan for Wang Wei's paintings, and 18 million yuan for Shi Tao's paintings.

After some bidding, Watermelon Hat bought the paintings of Emperor Qianlong for 35 million yuan, and a shriveled old man bought Shi Tao's paintings for 25 million yuan.

When it was Wang Wei's turn to paint, a fat man with a fat face spoke up for 16 million.

"20 million." Park Xinyue's Yanxia language is very standard. Lin Bufan has read Park Jung-ho's autobiography, which says that Park Xinyue was studying in Yanxia and also made a Yanxia boyfriend.

Park Xinyue came to Yanxia and learned Chinese language and literature. In ancient times, there was no text in Hancheng Kingdom. Later, the Hancheng people's writing was learned by borrowing Yanxia and the Hancheng people's writing. Park Xinyue came to Yanxia and learned Chinese culture.

She is particularly interested in calligraphers like Wang Wei and poetry writers. She herself is also a quasi-expert in identifying calligraphy, painting, calligraphy and painting.

The fat man frowned and said, "The little girl called 20 million when she opened her mouth, which is really cruel."

"Because I like it, don't argue with me, so I'm not as good as senior." Park Xinyue said with a faint smile.

"I also like Wang Wei's calligraphy and painting, so I can't give 21 million." The fat man shouted.

"25 million." Park Xinyue didn't blink for a moment.

The fat man gritted his teeth: "26 million."

“30 million.”

The audience was shocked when the words came out.

The fat man smiled awkwardly, "It's really a chaebol of the Hancheng people. He is rich and powerful, so I'll give this painting to you."

"Thank you!" Park Xinyue accepted the painting, wrote a check and handed it to Liang Qian.

After the three paintings were sold, it was just a chat.

Liang Qian said that he had held a small auction at Pingmingju for a while, and invited major collectors, antique enthusiasts, and business owners in the province.

"Okay, I will definitely participate when the time comes." said several collectors.

Park Xinyue took Wang Wei's painting and savored it carefully, her face full of contentment and excitement.

"Ms. Park, it seems that she likes literary paintings very much." Lin Bufan asked.

"Well, I especially like Wang Wei's poems, such as asking you to have a glass of wine, and go west to Yangguan without any friends. For example, being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family more during the holidays. I am so literary."

"Ms. Park's Yanxia language is really good."

"I'm studying abroad here, and this year is the fourth year."

"No wonder." Lin Bufan took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Miss Park's brother is Park Jung-ho. I have always admired your brother..."

Before Lin Bufan finished speaking, Park Xinyue frowned and waved her hand to interrupt.

"If you want to know my brother, just use other relationships. I don't want to involve my brother's business."

Lin Bufan secretly blamed himself for being too anxious.

Afterwards, Park Xinyue joined Liang Qian and the others' conversation, and Lin Bufan couldn't get into the mouth.

More than two hours later, the collectors left one after another.

Liang Tingting made a long tube for Park Xinyue, which was used to hold Wang Wei's paintings.

In the small hall, Liang Qian handed three checks to Lin Bufan, a total of 90 million.

After seeing Liang Qian's connections, Lin Bufan said: "I will give you a 5% commission for antiques, calligraphy and paintings I bought in the future."

"No, no, I'm just a simple task. Besides, you have given me a gentleman, arrogant bamboo, how can I ask for your money again?"

"Mr. Liang, don't be polite. The matter is one code and one code, and your commission is much less than the auction house."

Generally, auction houses have to charge 15% to 20% commission and pay taxes. There are many tricks in auction houses.

The most important thing is that the auction house is for the society. If there is something amazing in Lin Bufan’s treasure, something will happen.

Liang Qian couldn't resist Lin Bufan in the end, so he had to agree.

"Why didn't Mr. Liang ask me why I have so many babies on my hands?"

Lin Bufan tentatively said.

Liang Qian smiled and said, "If you should ask, don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Antiques, jade, calligraphy and paintings are all left since ancient times. After all, they have experienced many dynasties and many wars, but they are nothing more than yours.

I got on my hands, so there was nothing to ask about.”

Liang Qian was right. From the origin, the owners of the objects passed down from ancient times are no longer there, so there is no need to investigate how they came about.

During the Eight-Nation Alliance, so many treasures flowed overseas. Can those foreigners claim to be holders of legally certified treasures prove that they have achieved justice?

No!

So Liang Qian didn't ask.

Lin Bufan sighed: "Old Liang, I am very grateful."

"You're welcome." Liang Qian smiled and said, "I just saw you seem to have some thoughts about Miss Park. Do you want me to help me?"

"Hahahaha..." Lin Bufan laughed and said, "I am a drunkard and I don't mean wine."

Lin Bufan wants to get along with Park Jung-ho through Park Xinyue.
To be continued...