Peerless prodigal system

"Mr. Zhang, this "Words of Concentricity" by Mr. Qi Baishi is really a masterpiece!"

Liu Shan looked at this "National Treasure" eagerly, and was put back in the safe by Mr. Zhang Qingsong.

There are paintings by Li Keran and Zhang Daqian, and Qi Baishi's is the only thing missing. Liu Shan is very eager to have a painting by Qi Baishi.

Seeing Liu Shan was a little disappointed, Zhang Qingsong teased: "Liu, don't be discouraged, Huadu's Antique Trading Summit will be held in a few days. With Xiao Wu here, are you still worried that you won't be able to find treasures?"

Liu Shan nodded and said, "That's right, I will stay in Huadu for a few more days, and when the antique trade summit is held, I will ask Xiao Wu to help me palm my eyes, and then I will rush to Mr. Qi Baishi's paintings."

Wu Liang spread his hands innocently, and said with a smile, "Why is it me again? I'm very busy."

Liu Shan knew that Wu Liang was joking, so he also joked: "What are you busy with, are you busy with money or picking up girls? Don't say you are busy making money. I know how much you are worth. The founder of Fuli International Hotel even you Not as good as one-fifth."

It's more than one-fifth. If all of Wu Liang's properties are gathered together, it's not too much to say that Bruce is not as good as one-eighth of Wu Liang's.

Wu Liang smiled lightly and said, "Low-key, low-key."

Hearing Wu Liang and Liu Shan chatting, Zhang Qingsong guessed that Wu Liang's identity was more mysterious than he imagined, and his background would be deeper. In Zhang Qingsong's eyes, Bruce's worth can also be ranked among the top [-] in Huadu. But at this time Liu Shan said that Bruce's worth is not even one-fifth of Wu Liang's, which really surprised Zhang Qingsong.

Zhang Qingsong kept muttering in his heart, could it be that Wu Liang's worth can be ranked among the top [-] in China?
There are mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people. Even Zhang Qingsong, an old guy who has lived for more than 70 years, has to sigh with emotion.

It is basically certain that Wu Liang will also participate in the Huadu Antique Trading Summit in a few days.

Slowly, Wu Liang, who was not very interested in collecting antiques, was gradually influenced by this culture.

Wu Liang understands why there are people like Liu Shan and Zhang Qingsong in the world. Their crazy obsession with collecting antiques is not for money, but for a kind of culture, a kind of inheritance.

Time flies, before you know it, it's already noon.

It's time for Wu Liang and Liu Shan to go back to Fuli International Hotel to rest.

"Farewell, Mr. Zhang."

"Mr. Zhang, don't send it away, go back to the store and rest."

Wu Liang and Liu Shan said goodbye to Mr. Zhang Qingsong one by one.

Zhang Qingsong looked at Wu Liang, and said seriously: "Xiao Wu, you must go to the antique trade summit in a few days, that's where you can really show your talents."

Wu Liang nodded with a soft smile and said, "Okay, Mr. Zhang, I know."

Wu Liang agreed.

Since it is Huadu's antique trading summit, it is definitely not comparable to those antique auctions held in the provincial capital.

In terms of scale and volume alone, Huadu's Antique Trading Summit is bigger.

Because after all, Huadu is an ancient city with a long history in China, and its cultural heritage and ancient inheritance are deeper than those of the provincial capital.

The number and grade of antique collections also far exceed those of the provincial capital.

However, the larger the scale, the more mixed the good and the bad.

Undoubtedly, at the antique trade summit in Huadu, there will definitely be peerless treasures, but there are also many fakes hiding in troubled waters, and the level of imitation will be raised to a higher level.

At that time, there will be a mixed bag of real people, and some high-level fakes are enough to confuse the real ones.

Moreover, the nature of antique fairs is different from that of auctions. The collections at antique fairs are all collected by private collectors and have not been appraised by authoritative organizations. Even if they are cheated, there is no way.

Therefore, better eyesight is needed at this time, and some experts may also stumble.

Wu Liang and Liu Shan bid farewell to Zhang Qingsong and walked out of Mengzhizhai Antique Store. 9527 was already waiting outside the door.

On the way back to the Fuli International Hotel, Liu Shan said to Wu Liang: "Xiao Wu, let's make an agreement, you must go to the Huadu Antique Trade Summit, and I, Liu Shan, will rely on you this time, Mr. Qi Baishi I must get the painting."

"Don't worry, Mr. Liu, there is no problem. The premise is that Qi Baishi's paintings will appear authentic. I feel that the Huadu Antique Trade Summit this time is very difficult." Wu Liang sighed.

"Your feeling is right, the water is indeed deep. I participated in it once three years ago, and I was scammed for 2000 million, but there was nothing I could do about it. I could only blame my poor eyesight for being scammed. Antique fairs are different from auctions, and there are many fakes." It’s a fake, and it’s a high-level fake.” Liu Shan said.

Wu Liang nodded, he understood the meaning of this.

It's all private transactions, without the certification certificate of an authoritative organization, it is really easy to be cheated.

What's more, as long as the level of fraud is ridiculously high, authoritative institutions will not be useful, and those old experts will sometimes punch holes.

There are still three days before the Huadu Antique Trading Summit. For Wu Liang, there is no need to prepare, as long as his people go there, it will be fine.

……

Huaxia Third People's Hospital, in an intensive care unit.

Zhang Wenzheng was lying on the hospital bed. After being diagnosed by the doctor, his shoulder was broken and he would undergo surgery tomorrow.

And after the operation, you have to lie on the hospital bed for at least three months before you can get out of bed.

After a hundred days of injury, Zhang Wen will spend three months in the hospital bed.

He was so angry that not only could he not attend the company leader's birthday party, but he would also lie on the hospital bed like a disabled person.

More importantly, it was too late to pick up girls. The company's Xiaoli and Xiaomei were still waiting for him to flirt.

Zhang Wen hated Wu Liang deeply and wanted revenge.

In fact, Wu Liang had already shown mercy. If Wu Liang exerted a little more strength, Zhang Wen's arm would be useless, and it would be destroyed immediately.

However, Zhang Wen didn't know the extent of the stakes, so he made a phone call ignorant of flattery.

"Geng Chao, I need you to help me with something." Zhang Wen said holding the phone with his uninjured arm.

The person called Geng Chao by Zhang Wen said straightforwardly: "What's the matter, Mr. Zhang, even though you have agreed, you are also a regular customer."

"Help me teach a person a lesson. I want you to break one arm and one leg of him. This person's name is Wu Liang. He seems to be a shareholder of Fuli. The detailed information will be sent to you after I send someone to investigate. "Zhang Wen said, a cold murderous look flashed in his eyes.

Hearing the word "Fuli", Geng Chao hesitated a little, "Young Master Zhang, Fuli's shareholders are not easy to mess with, don't mess with people who shouldn't be messed with."

Geng Chao is the owner of a bodyguard company, and he does the business of peddling dog meat. On the surface, he is a bodyguard company, but in fact he specializes in thug work behind the scenes.

He used to be a bastard, and he opened a bodyguard company, specializing in this kind of business. After all, the money comes quickly, and he is a veteran. He has cooperated with Zhang Wen several times.

However, as he said, doing this job is not blind, and those hard bones will not be easily provoked unless the employer pays enough.

So when Zhang Wen mentioned Fuli shareholders, Geng Chao was more cautious.

"Okay, I'll pay you a deposit of 20 yuan first, and I'll give you 30 yuan after the matter is completed. I'm just a wealthy minority shareholder. Don't worry!" Zhang Wen said impatiently.