After a moment, Lorraine almost screamed: "Huang Xuan, what did you do? You spent 0 seconds and consumed 80 energy tons? Do you know that in the era of big dimensions, there are also Forbes and Guinness?" Yes, do you really want to be on the list?”
Huang Xuan glanced at Cai Wenji, shrugged, and said in a loud voice: "Things are beyond my control."
Lorraine didn't speak for a long time. When the table was filled with dishes, he said: "Now the daily consumption has been reduced. It seems that the three time travelers you brought have begun to integrate into this society, but please note that no one can Do you understand how much energy the next space-time oscillation may consume, right?”
"So serious?" Of course Huang Xuan knew the seriousness, but how could he throw the three people back again.
Lorraine did not answer the serious question, but said about the actual problem: "We have consumed 400 Nengton. If the Dianwei you brought does not fight or make trouble, the consumption may be smaller. My suggestion, Hurry up and give them a job that belongs to this society, and then, after the initial consumption, the space-time shock will not happen. "
"You want me to agree to Cai Wenji becoming a graduate student?" Huang Xuan curled his lips and said: "Even if she is really a child prodigy, in those colleges, it is impossible for her to really know anything about the pre-Han Dynasty. Wouldn't that consume more buffers? Bring Nengton?”
"What you do is your job." Lorraine answered awkwardly, and then stopped talking.
Huang Xuan shook his head, and Zhang Xinyi patted him and said, "What are you thinking about? Dinner is ready."
Huang Qunsheng and Tang Yiqian let their chopsticks move. Huang Xuan also picked up a piece of meat first, but it was stewed venison, simmered in beef soup. It was quite smooth and tender, and there was no smell. When he touched his mother , said: "You did it?"
Zhang Xinyi said with a smile: "What Ruochan did is much better than what I did." She said, giving Huang Xuan a meaningful look, and Huang Xuan, the abducted traveler, said "Yes" with a heart-beating voice.
Tang Yi chatted casually for a while, and then returned to the purpose of coming here, saying: "I recently heard that the foreign seller moved the auction of those Warring States and Han Dynasty bamboo slips to London. Alas, it seems that I am here again. Gotta make a trip.”
"Just treat it as a trip." Huang Qunsheng was very open-minded.
Tang Yi grinned and said: "Originally in China, I wanted to talk to Nanjing and nearby governments such as Shanghai and Jiangsu Provincial Government, and then find some entrepreneurs to sponsor me and try my best to buy back these bamboo slips. Furthermore, even if I can’t buy it, it’s fine because the Chinese bought it. Now it’s hard to say if it’s being sold in London.”
Zhang Xinyi glanced at Huang Qunsheng, and while handling the bones with a small spoon, she smiled and said: "How much is the estimated value of this batch of bamboo slips? Qunsheng and I both have some collections and are willing to buy some." Huang Qunsheng's salary is only two or three dollars a year. 100,000 yuan, the most income is from the annual foundation dividends. After so many years, there are tens of millions of dollars, but compared to Zhang Xinyi, his assets are much less - in China, this has caused a very embarrassing situation It seems that the head of the family cannot be responsible for the large expenditures of the family. Although Huang Qunsheng himself does not mind, Zhang Xinyi is always cautious when dealing with this problem. This is also the foundation for Huang Xuan to have a warm and harmonious family.
Tang Yi smiled and shook his head and said: "Of course you are willing to buy it, but the quantity this time is too large, and the government is a little suspicious of where it was stolen." He counted with his fingers: "There are almost no single pieces. According to the The current general price is at least 500 yuan for a single piece, and more than 50,000 pieces in total, which is 100 million. But in fact, the whole set usually costs double, or even several times. So based on the lowest calculation, it is 400 million, of which There are also several sets of the Book of Rites and the Book of Songs, which are the most expensive, with a set costing at least tens of millions. The price of the remaining single books is not much lower. I originally thought that if the better ones were better, I would collect them for the Forbidden City. My research lab can still free up funds for some, and let private collectors collect the rest. I will lobby local governments to collect some, and that should be enough.”
As he said this, Zhang Xinyi and others nodded repeatedly, and Tang Yi smiled bitterly and said: "But now it's abroad, let's not talk about how the price will change, just talk about lobbying, it's meaningless, like the local government It’s impossible to say that you haven’t seen anything in an institution like this. Speaking of paying first, domestic collectors, except those who really like these, may not have much interest in going to London. What’s more, for many people, using RMB is not enough. It’s easy to buy things, but not with foreign exchange.”
Zhang Xinyi nodded in agreement. She glanced at Huang Qunsheng and said cautiously, "What are your thoughts now?"
"I originally prepared 50 million yuan, half from the Forbidden City and half from the research laboratory. Now it seems that I may not be able to buy even the most important sets." He said with a somewhat lonely look. .
Huang Xuan also just knew the value of the bamboo slips he brought back, and thought to himself: It is a pity that the silk scrolls cannot be preserved, otherwise the income this time will increase a lot. It just made Uncle Tang feel depressed and a little embarrassed.
Objects from the Han Dynasty are different from modern objects. After returning home, they were aged by Lorraine. It seems that a lot of energy was used. There were no problems with Christie's inspection. In fact, the age inspection itself is the difficulty of antiques. , if this were not the case, the birth of many modern fakes would be incredible.
400 million yuan, more than 100 million U.S. dollars. Zhang Xinyi did not expect to ask for so much money. The situation in the Huang family is complicated now, and she does not have much cash on hand. It is not possible to take out the money from the Sifang Group, so she had to look at it apologetically. Huang Qunsheng.
Huang Qunsheng knew that for his classmate, who had collected pre-Qin bamboo slips for many years, if he missed so many complete bamboo slips, he would probably never forget them. But Tang Yi only calculated the minimum price. He thought to himself and said, "Lao Tang, what do you think? I will pay 50 million US dollars, and you will buy it for me, and then I will put it at your place first."
"You don't need so many." Tang Yi shook his head and laughed, and said: "These bamboo slips appear in such a large quantity at one time, so the price will definitely drop, but the potential for appreciation must be good. If you are willing to buy some for collection, it will also be a good way to preserve value. Means, but 50 million is too much. If you are willing, just come up with 10 million and I will help you choose."
When Zhang Xinyi wanted to speak again, Huang Xuan pulled her arm and said, "Uncle Tang, do you want to buy all these bamboo slips for 100 million US dollars?"
"Haha, I forgot that you are also a little rich man, but you are too young. You still need to look more and think more about things like collecting." Tang Yi said, raising his cup and said: "Okay, we won't Having said these things, cheers, cheers.”
Huang Xuan clinked glasses with him, and then said, "Uncle Tang, you are looking down on me, but I have no intention of collecting it. Let me make a suggestion. Do you think it will work?"
"oh?"
"I'm afraid my mother won't be able to come up with $100 million in cash, but I happen to have money on hand that I can give to you to buy these bamboo slips. However, I can't put this money on these collections. Shareholders' I will also consider your opinion, so I will treat this money as a loan to you, and the collateral will naturally be these bamboo slips. When you raise the money in China, you can pay it back to me bit by bit." He said. There are no shareholders, but these made-up gentlemen are indeed a very good shield.
Huang Xuan took a sip of water, looked at his mother and smiled, and said: "Let's agree first. Within one year, the price will be calculated based on the purchase price at that time. After one year, there will be an interest of 5% on the annual appreciation. After years, I can sell it at will. Of course, during this period, the bamboo slips can be kept with you and the custody fees can be deducted from the interest. How about that?"
This condition is naturally excellent. Tang Yi looked at Huang Xuan with a half-smile but said, "Wouldn't you be at a disadvantage if this is the case?"
"Taking a loss is taking advantage." Huang Xuan stood up with a smile and said, "Then I will toast to Uncle Tang, uh, with tea instead of wine."
Huang Qunsheng didn't know that his son was so rich now, but he agreed with Huang Xuan's solution. He smiled at each other and had a drink with Zhang Xinyi. Huang Xuanze laughed in his heart. Of course, he took advantage when he suffered a loss. The money from his left hand went into his right hand, and he easily laundered 100 million US dollars, and all he paid was a little auction fee.
After dinner, not to mention how Zhang Xinyi tortured Huang Xuan, Meriweather called, speaking in very Eastern English: "Boss, 470 million U.S. dollars has been deposited into your account at UBS."
"OK. Good job." Huang Xuan hid in the room holding his cell phone and said, "So I have 800 million US dollars in my account now?" Plus his 600 million US dollars in cash and 100 million US dollars in bonds in Citibank and assets in Brazil, his total assets are just over 0 billion US dollars.
Meriweather confirmed: "I charged you a 5% agency fee. Although it was your idea, JWM is a partnership company. You know..."
"It doesn't matter." Huang Xuan didn't mind the money. He smiled casually and said, "I still need you to help me work for a few days. Well, I will arrive in London two days tomorrow. How about we talk there? "
"I will arrive on time." Meriwether was extremely respectful at this time. Any trader on Wall Street would maintain a minimum of respect for anyone who can make 100% profit within a day. (To be continued)