Woof woof woof~~
Before entering the courtyard, I heard a dog barking. Judging from the sound, it must be a large dog.
The courtyard gate is a large iron gate painted in vermilion with a probe on the door.
The big iron door opened, Fu Guangzheng asked the driver to drive in, and got off with Feng Yu.
"Mr. Fu, who is this?" The visitor frowned, as if he was not happy about the stranger's arrival.
"My friend also likes antiques. Come and have a look. If you like them, Boss Zhu will make money." Fu Guangzheng said with a smile.
Boss Zhu didn't say anything and led the two of them inside. In his opinion, these two people were here to give him money.
Feng Yu discovered that the walls of this courtyard were very high, and there were barbed wire fences on them. They might even be powered by electricity. The protection was very tight. Could it be that there were many treasures in there
Entering inside, Feng Yucai was a little surprised. The interior was also an antique building? This is a bit like the mansions of those big shots in costume movies and TV series. At least there are three entrances and three exits from the mansion.
Although this is a suburb of Beijing, the land price is not cheap. Boss Zhu is quite rich.
"Feng Yu, there are many rules in this business. If you don't want to buy, don't ask about the price. If you want to buy something, tell me first." As he walked in, Fu Guangzheng told Feng Yu about the rules in the business.
Feng Yu waved his hand: "I just came to take a look, we will talk about the rules later."
When they got inside, they found that there were a few other guests, but from the look in Fu Guangzheng's eyes, he seemed to be unfamiliar with them.
Hey, is this a painting by Zhang Daqian? Can this be considered an antique? Not many years, right
Feng Yu reached out and wanted to take it over to take a look, but a waiter immediately stopped him: "Hey, what are you doing? Do you understand the rules?"
Not allowed to touch? If you don't let me, I won't let you. What are you shouting about
The so-called rules are the codes of conduct set by people in the industry to protect their interests.
Thinking that the other party might be afraid that he would break it, Feng Yu didn't say much and turned to look at other things.
Feng Yu had no idea what the value of this antique was. He was thinking, those works by famous artists with surnames should be good, right
And just like Fu Guangzheng said, hanging it at home also looks artistic.
To put it simply, it is more suitable for showing off!
Feng Yu glanced at the vases, jade, etc., and passed them at a glance. There were no names on them. Who knew whose works they were
What he mainly looked at were the calligraphy and paintings, which had seals on them.
Many people buy this antique for investment, and some people buy it for reasonable tax avoidance, but Feng Yu doesn't need it at all. The appreciation of investment is not as fast as that of financial investment. When it comes to tax avoidance, Feng Yu is even more disdainful.
His company's profits are so high, how much tax is left behind
Hey, there is an inkstone there. I would like to buy this for my dad. Isn't he now fond of calligraphy? Although the writing is indeed not good, it is still a hobby.
By the way, I should put together a set, such as paperweights, pen washers, pen holders, etc., and buy some famous ones. Dad also likes these famous things, saying they have cultural heritage.
Feng Yu doesn't see any cultural heritage anyway, he is just a layman, but he knows that using things from famous artists can make people feel an inexplicable sense of pride.
It seems that if you use good things, your realm can be sublimated.
Feng Yu found Fu Guangzheng and patted him on the shoulder: "Did you like something good?"
Fu Guang's hand shook and he almost threw the vase in his hand.
"I was shocked. There are all fragile things here. You can't just pat people on the shoulder." Fu Guangzheng complained.
"Okay, if it's broken, it's broken. Why can't I afford to pay for it?" Feng Yu said nonchalantly.
Boss Zhu next to him rolled his eyes, where did this country bumpkin come from? There are all antiques in here, and the prices of many things are very high.
The vase in the hands of the gentleman in front of me is priced at 3.2 million. Who wouldn’t feel bad if 3.2 million was broken into pieces? Really good at blowing!
Fu Guangzheng knew that Feng Yu was not bragging. Not to mention that most of the things here were fake and some were real. Even if Feng Yu bought everything here at the genuine price, he could afford it!
"Put it here first. This is fake at first glance. Come with me to see what's over there."
The corner of Boss Zhu's mouth twitched. Does this person understand the rules? The things in our place are originally nine false and one true. If they were all true, our place would not be a cultural relics museum!
Buying and selling antiques is a test of your eyesight. Many people like to pick out the real things from the fake ones, which gives them a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.
According to the rules in the industry, even if it is found to be fake, you will only say that you are not sure, how can you say it so loudly!
But this person was brought by Fu Guangzheng, a regular customer, and he was a little helpless because he didn't want to lose Fu Guangzheng, a big customer.
"Sir, no loud noises are allowed here. Also, Mr. Fu, you know all the rules here. Don't make it difficult for me." Boss Zhu said displeased.
"Don't talk nonsense. I want a set of things for writing calligraphy. Paperweights, pen washers, inkstones, brushes, inks, etc. all need to be the best. You pick it out and bring it over. If it's real, I'll pay for it. .”
Feng Yu didn't have time to tell the truth from the false, well, he couldn't tell the difference either. You mean look at the expression? The guys in this store are all Oscar-level actors!
Boss Zhu frowned and explained patiently: "Sir, if you want to buy these things, I suggest you go to places that specialize in selling these things. What we sell here are antiques!"
"I know this is an antique, so what I bought is an antique." Feng Yu looked like a nouveau riche.
Fu Guangzheng explained in a low voice: "Boss Zhu, please help me get a few sets. My friend's identity will not make fun of you."
With Fu Guangzheng's words, Boss Zhu asked his clerk to bring a few sets and put them on the table. Just as he was about to introduce them, Feng Yu asked, "Are they all true?"
Boss Zhu held his breath in his chest, "Do you understand the rules? Where did you ask this?"
But this time, he really took it seriously. That Mr. Fu is a big boss from Xiangjiang. This person who can become friends with Mr. Fu must also be a rich man.
Let’s talk about the vase just now. This person just glanced at it and judged it to be fake. What a vision!
How did he know that Feng Yu just said it casually and got it right
"They are all good things." Boss Zhu could only answer cryptically according to the rules.
Feng Yu nodded: "How much?"
"which one?"
"I'm asking how much these all cost." Feng Yu asked impatiently.
All, all? Does this boss want all these things
Boss Zhu quickly calculated the cost in his mind, and then thought about it for a while. He didn't dare to increase the price too much, so he added 30% of the profit and reported it.
"Okay, it's cheap, I'll take it all!"
Boss Zhu opened his mouth wide, cheap? Still want it! Then he began to feel heartbroken. If he had known that this boss who didn't understand the rules was so happy, he should have quoted a higher price.
"What are you doing?!" Fu Guangzheng suddenly shouted at someone who was approaching.
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