"I didn't expect Cui Jinhe was such a person!" Zeng Quan's face turned pale, he gritted his teeth, and said harshly to Song Ming: "Leave this matter to me. Brother Song, don't worry, I will give you a satisfactory explanation!"

Song Ming nodded when he heard this. He didn't need any explanation, but there were many places to deal with Zeng Quan in the future. It was always a worry-free factor around him. (--.net.) Moreover, removing Cui Jinhe from Jubaozhai can be considered paving the way for Liu Zhong! After all, with Liu Zhong's qualifications, it is impossible to make a name for himself in the antiques business and have a small fortune for less than ten or eight years. But now with Song Ming's help, it is different. Song Ming cannot always stick to the antiques industry, so Liu Zhong has become Song Ming's best agent. However, now, Liu Zhong still seems to have too little experience and can only take his time!

"By the way, Brother Song, how have you considered what you told you yesterday?" Zeng Quan breathed a little relieved when he saw that Song Ming had no intention of exploring it. Now he had to care about Song Ming's attitude. Not to mention anything else, just this picture of a lady made him unable to give up. In Zeng Quan's heart, he was full of expectations for Song Ming to take out the old paintings, and he was even a little impatient, so he raised the topic of yesterday again.

"What happened yesterday?" Song Ming said in surprise.

"It's what I said yesterday that I asked you to do the things about my Jubaozhai!" Zeng Quan said with a smile: "Cui Jinhe is so unavailable. Brother Song, once you open your golden mouth, I Jubaozhai lost a master. Since Brother Song doesn't have a high-level profession now, why don't you come to me to play?"

Song Ming was slightly stunned when he heard this, remembering that he seemed to have talked about cooperation yesterday, why did Mr. Zeng still make such a request? However, after a change of thought, Song Ming understood a little. It turned out that cooperation had been regarded by the other party as a cooperation that was just a painting that was made into an old painting?

Thinking of this, Song Ming couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Zeng, it's okay for me to be your palm master, but I don't want a salary, I want shares!"

Zeng Quan was stunned when he heard this, and was surprised that Song Ming's lion spoke loudly.

"I want to get 30% of Jubaozhai's shares!" This is what Song Ming had planned in his mind. He came here today for this matter. The pictures of ladies are actually secondary. Proving that their painting skills are OK for Song Ming at any time. There is no need to be so anxious. The important thing is to deepen the relationship with Zeng Quan. Giving paintings is one aspect, and now it is proposed to ask for shares is one aspect: "Of course, it is calculated according to the market conditions. How many are the numbers? Zeng Lao, please tell me how many!?"

It turned out that he wanted to invest? Zeng Quan felt relieved when he heard Song Ming's words, but then he began to ponder again.

Jubaozhai’s store is quite large, but the actual returns are not high. The real benefits are still in Zeng Quan’s own way. It can be said that Jubaozhai is actually just a storefront and is not a suitable investment target. But I don’t know what Song Ming’s investment means? Zeng Quan thought quickly. After all, he was an experienced old man. He had a flash of inspiration in his mind and looked at Song Ming, who was looking at him with a smile.

"A mere shop is not worth much. If Brother Song wants 30% of the shares, then pay 2 million!" Zeng Quan immediately knew that he had guessed correctly when he saw Song Ming's expression. Song Ming didn't care about the benefits these 30% of the shares could bring, but deepened his contact with him through these 30% of the shares.

"Two million is a loss for Mr. Zeng. I will pay five million!" Knowing that Zeng Quan had completely understood what he meant, Song Ming laughed.

Jubaozhai, which is full of exquisite crafts rather than real antiques, is worthless in Song Ming's eyes. What he really values ​​is the connections and relationship network behind Mr. Zeng. However, according to the market price, it is still okay to change the assets of Jubaozhai to thousands of dollars, and what Zeng Quan said is a bit low.

"Five million is too much!" Zeng Quan shook his head and said, "I can't take advantage of you, brother!"

"There is not much five million, it's just an early investment. According to the current market conditions, 30% of Jubaozhai's shares are indeed not worth five million, but it will be difficult to say in the future!" Song Ming smiled and said, "At that time, Mr. Zeng may regret this price!"

"Brother Song was joking!" Zeng Quan said, "It's better to have two million yuan. I'll buy your paintings from Brother Song!"

"This is not how the account is settled!" Song Ming waved his hand and said, "If Mr. Zeng repeatedly pushed him, then I had to go and ask someone else for help!"

"Okay!" Seeing that Song Ming's attitude was firm, Zeng Quan said helplessly: "In this case, I will bear the cost of your operation, otherwise I will not be at ease!"

"Well, that's fine, just do it!" Song Ming really didn't understand much about making old and selling fake paintings. After hearing Zeng Quan said this, he agreed after a moment of pondering.

Speaking of this, the cooperation has basically been completely determined, and the rest depends on what kind of paintings Song Ming can provide.

Speaking of which, Song Ming paid quite a lot, so it would be fine if the lady picture was just a picture. He could draw it casually, but the five million funds were not a small amount for him. However, Song Ming knew that this was a necessary investment.--Net. Antiques and other industries are different from other industries. Famous people in this industry know each other. If a stranger enters this industry and cannot get recognition, he can't even see a genuine product. How can he invest? If no one leads the way and has a little less eye, he will lose all his money!

Therefore, this five million is equivalent to buying the connections and network behind Mr. Zeng, and Mr. Zeng’s full help.

"Mr. Zeng, happy cooperation!" Zeng Quan of the Song Ming Dynasty stretched out his hand and said in a pun.

"Happy cooperation!" Zeng Quan laughed with a cheerful look and said, "Now from now on, Brother Song, you are also the boss of Jubaozhai. You have to come often, don't be the boss!"

"I will come naturally if I have time. If Mr. Zeng has any news, don't forget to notify me!" Song Ming also said.

"must!"

The matter was almost done. Song Ming proposed to invite Zeng Quan to dinner. Zeng Quan naturally would not refuse and said, "It's good that I will introduce you to a few friends. They are all seniors in this antique street, and each has its own specialized industries!"

When he walked out the door and came outside, Cui Jinhe was sitting behind the counter and watching the collection in the store. When he saw Cui Jinhe, Zeng Quan looked dark and looked at Song Ming. The latter had no emotions.

"Treat it first before going to have a meal!" Zeng Quan said to Song Ming, and then called Cui Jinhe in front of him.

Cui Jinhe's face was not good-looking, and his lips were trembling slightly. He knew about yesterday at the first time, and he didn't sleep all night. As a senior master of palmismal eyes, he could not have known how serious this kind of thing was. It was a taboo in the industry. I thought it would be easy to get Liu Zhong to put on a trap, but in the end he ended up with such a result.

Cui Jinhe spent the whole day today in a state of trepidation. This trepidation reached its peak after Song Ming came. He guessed that Song Ming would definitely tell Mr. Zeng about yesterday, but he still held hopes! He hoped that Mr. Zeng would let him go, and hope that Mr. Zeng would not believe Song Ming's words at all, and even hoped that Mr. Zeng would ignore such things... Now, all hopes were shattered. If he had known today, why would he have to be the first? Then Liu Zhong was just a primary apprentice, why would he not be able to get along with him? Cui Jinhe felt bitter in his heart.

"Master Cui, there was a game against Liu Zhong yesterday? That game was designed and controlled by you, right?" Zeng Quan asked in a deep voice while sitting on the mahogany bench.

Cui Jinhe's expression changed a few times. He had a last trace of luck, but now that trace of luck was completely shattered. At this moment, Cui Jinhe was struggling in his heart. Now he had only two options: refusal to admit it and honestly admit it. No matter which one, he had to bear serious consequences. If he set up a plan to deceive the buyer, the police naturally could not control the antique business, but the antique industry circle was not big or small. Unless Cui Jinhe didn't plan to get involved in the antique industry, he could pat his butt and leave, otherwise he had to pass the level of Mr. Zeng. He really thought that the other party had no evidence, so refusing to admit it was a joke. After all, the antique industry is not a police station. Besides, the current police station may not tell you the evidence.

After thinking for a while, his face changed constantly. Cui Jinhe finally got discouraged and suddenly knelt in front of Zeng Quan: "Boss Zeng, this game was indeed my plan, I am confused. Please give me aside this time because I have worked diligently for you for three years. I will definitely change my past and never do such unethical things again..."

Zeng Quan looked at Cui Jinhe without making any arguments, and just knelt down and admitted his mistake. His expression relaxed slightly, and he said slowly: "You pack up and leave, it's best to leave the Shanghai Stock Exchange. I won't tell what happened yesterday. I hope you can do it yourself!"

In the antique world, making fakes and setting up situations are completely different.

Although it is unkind to be honest in making fraud, the most important thing in this industry is eyesight. To put it bluntly, just like Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, one is willing to beat him, and the other is willing to be beaten. If you catch a fake, then you blame yourself for your lack of eyesight, instead of others for using fakes to fool you. This is the rule in the antique industry. Since you enter this industry, you must abide by the rules of this industry, otherwise you don’t come in and play. Therefore, Song Ming will be so at ease when he is fake. After all, this thing is like buying stocks. If you have good eyesight and buy stocks with unlimited potential, you will naturally make a fortune. If you have poor eyesight and buy some junk stocks, it is normal for you to lose your underwear.

But setting up a plan against others is different. After all, most people have the same idea. If I don’t have the ability to buy fakes, it’s not a big deal. But if you are just making fraud to fool me, it would be strange if you don’t break your legs!!

When he heard Mr. Zeng's words, Cui Jinhe looked like a little bit of mercy, but he also knew that Mr. Zeng had left him a little mercy. Otherwise, if he had shaken up yesterday's incident, he would not have dared to be a master in the antique industry, even if he was an apprentice. Moreover, he did not have the ability to be a boss and a collector. He had been lingering in the antique industry for half his life, and could not change into other industries!

"Cui Jinhe, you're doing it yourself. Brother Song, let's go!" Zeng Quan took a last look at Cui Jinhe. He had done this with great sincerity, so he stopped caring about Cui Jinhe and called Song Ming to get up and walk out.

Cui Jinhe, whose heart fell to the bottom of the valley, was still kneeling, but when his eyes turned to Song Ming, a trace of resentment suddenly appeared in his eyes. If it weren't for Song Ming, Liu Zhong had already taken the bait yesterday. If it weren't for Song Ming, Cui Jinhe wouldn't have been humiliated to be swept out today. All this comes from this damn Song Ming!

People like Cui Jinhe would not think about what kind of pain they would face if Liu Zhongzhongdao was. At this moment, his mind was full of resentment!

...

After getting in the car, he drove to a high-end hotel nearby. Zeng Quan started calling and invited friends from the antique industry whom he had a friendship with, and recommended them to Song Ming to meet. These are all famous figures in the antique industry in the Shanghai market. After all, those who are qualified to enter this industry are basically wealthy bosses or rich children. It is undoubtedly a fantasy for ordinary people to play and collect.

The banquet was very lively. Zeng Quan specialized in calligraphy and painting in the antique industry. His admiration for Song Ming made those experts who were not concerned about Song Ming because of his age. Then these geniuses also realized that Song Ming was extraordinary, so they asked Song Ming some questions about appreciation intentionally or unintentionally. Song Ming was an expert in this regard, so these questions naturally could not defeat him. They basically answered questions and all of them hit the nail on the head, which surprised them one by one.

What shocked them was that some questions that they didn't even know were raised by them to make things difficult for Song Ming, and Song Ming actually said the key point casually, forcing everyone to convince! I realized that Song Ming's understanding of antiques was completely comparable to them, and even better. For this reason, their attitude turned 180 degrees and toasted frequently, and they were so enthusiastic about Song Ming.

So, the guests and hosts at the banquet were all happy. These experts left their business cards to Song Ming one by one, and enthusiastically invited Song Ming to sit in their shop if they had time. This is normal. People like Song Ming who have extraordinary achievements in appreciation are naturally the objects that everyone in the antique world wants to make friends. After all, in this industry, who dares to say that they have a sharp-eyed eye? Once they have a friendship with someone like Song Ming, there are items that they cannot be 100% sure of, then, you can ask Song Ming to help them get the palm of their eyes!!

When everyone dispersed and there were only Song Ming and Zeng Quan left in the private room, Song Ming solemnly said to Zeng Quan: "Old Zeng, our affairs must be kept confidential!"

"That's natural!" Zeng Quan understood Song Ming's concerns and said in a deep voice: "Isn't I a person who doesn't know the importance of it?"

Hearing Zeng Quan's somewhat unhappy tone, Song Ming smiled slightly and said, "The price is 10% as your reward. Don't underestimate this number. Until now, don't you understand my ambition?"

Zeng Quan laughed when he heard this. To be honest, he was still a little skeptical about how much Song Ming's paintings could be sold. However, now he would not attack Song Ming's enthusiasm. He raised his wine glass and said, "Then let me wait and see!"

ps: Thanks to the rewards of 0 novices o, fengll, Liuyanyu, and longer112.
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