Chapter 148 The thing is fake
"Miss Shen, what happened just now..." Qi Hang said embarrassedly.
"It's okay." Shen You didn't take it to heart, let alone let this trivial matter affect his business dealings with Qi Hang.
For Qi Hang's sake, she said everything she needed to say, and the rest had nothing to do with her.
Shen You played in the billiards room for two hours and understood the rules, but he just couldn't score.
Come to the conclusion: this activity is not suitable for her.
She is still a womanizer, and watching male models dance suits her.
From afternoon to evening there was a preview of the auction, and they planned to have dinner at a paid restaurant before going over to watch it.
When it was time to eat, the most expensive paid restaurant was splendid. There were several familiar faces coming and going, including many foreigners, as well as people who could be seen online or in magazines.
Celebrities are always the foils for the boss.
Shen You had already changed into a Song Dynasty dress made of soft tobacco, and picked up a Huohuan cloth handbag. The color was low-key and everyday, but those who knew it would know the texture of the material at a glance.
Her hair was casually tied up, and a jade-carved hairpin was added.
Jiang He and Gu Shaoyu were both good at socializing, and they really showed off their skills here. When Shen You went to say hello and talk to people, it was all up to them.
Shang Pei, wearing a crisp suit, greeted Shen You and Wen Zhi.
"Mr. Shang, are we all acquaintances?" A business boss next to him asked in surprise.
"This is my cousin." Shang Pei introduced with a smile.
Wen Zhi's external identity is that of his relative, but internally, he is regarded as his boss, the kind of person who has signed a life-and-death contract.
In the afternoon, Qi Hang's group of people played together, and those whose families needed to cooperate with Shang Pei immediately came over to use Qi Hang's relationship to chat.
If you had known that Shen You and his partners were related to Mr. Shang, they would be here in the afternoon! What a great opportunity I didn't take.
In addition to greetings and business discussions here, we just talk about the antiques for auction.
"Miss Shen, what a coincidence."
Mr. Feng, the collector, is wearing a gray Tang suit. It is so low-key that most people would not be able to tell that it is a custom-made suit.
His eyes were staring straight at Shen You's handbag. Seeing Huo Huanbu for the second time, he still became more and more greedy.
It really feels like touching it.
Shen You nodded in greeting, "Mr. Feng."
"Miss Shen, I have a heartfelt request. I wonder if there is a chance to take a closer look at Huo Huanbu?" Mr. Feng said sincerely.
Shen You thought for a moment, "Okay."
As he spoke, he handed the bag in front of him. The characteristic of this kind of bag is that it is not practical and contains nothing.
"Wait a minute." Mr. Feng took the clean handkerchief with great solemnity and wiped his hands clean before picking it up.
Last time I was at the exhibition, there was no such opportunity.
It looks extremely good and feels particularly good. It is really eye-opening that plant fibers can be made into such cloth, and Master Jiang’s craftsmanship cannot be overemphasized.
Mr. Feng looked at it for a while and then carefully returned the things to Shen You. He sighed with satisfaction, "Thank you, Miss Shen."
Telling the truth, he had touched Huo Huanbu, and those people would be envious to death!
Before Mr. Feng went to the private room, he specifically told the restaurant that Shen You's meal tonight would be charged to his bill.
Shen You didn't refuse. Not far away, Qiu Linlin came up with something. She glanced at her, pursed her lips, and shouted, "Uncle Feng."
The Ming Dynasty enamel incense burner was given to Mr. Feng. I heard that preserved enamelware is difficult to collect and is rare even in such large auctions.
She still found some connections before buying it.
How could that Shen You know Uncle Feng, and Uncle Feng even invited her to dinner? She won't say anything in front of Uncle Feng, right?
Thinking of her boyfriend Qin Ping's words, Qiu Linlin opened her mouth, but chose to listen to his prudent advice.
After a while, if it is confirmed that the thing is real, she will mention that Shen You didn't see it correctly, and it will not be too late to say that the real thing is fake.
On the dinner table.
Qiu Linlin took out the box and Qin Ping answered, "Uncle, Linlin bought something some time ago and I would like your help to take a look at it. What do you think?"
"What?"
When Mr. Feng asked this, he agreed to help look at it.
Qiu Linlin happily opened the box and sent it to Mr. Feng.
The light above the head was bright, and the details of the things could be seen very clearly. Mr. Feng held it in both hands and turned it around, with a strange look on his face.
"Where did you buy this stove?"
Qiu Linlin replied with a smile, "A friend helped me buy it. He said he brought it from an auction and it was an object from the Ming Dynasty."
Seeing that Mr. Feng didn't say anything, Qiu Linlin thought she had bought the right thing, and added, "Because we are friends, it is a good deal to buy it."
Mr. Feng was afraid that he had read it wrong, so he picked it up and read it again, and asked what Shen You had asked, "How much did it cost?"
"Three hundred and six." Qiu Linlin remembered what the antique circle said, not to mention tens of thousands.
Mr. Feng took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and was about to speak when he heard Qiu Linlin speak again,
"Ms. Shen who greeted you just now, I asked her to have a look this afternoon."
When Mr. Feng heard this, he became a little interested, "What did she say?"
"She said it was fake, and later I took out the appraisal certificate." Qiu Linlin said this in a joking tone with a polite smile on her face.
"This friend of yours." Mr. Feng paused for two seconds, "I'd better keep less contact with you in the future."
He spoke both implicitly and directly.
He also knew that Shen You would most likely remind him tactfully and not be too straightforward. It would be good if he could remind her in a friendly manner.
The girl from the Qiu family didn't take anyone seriously.
If it weren't for his nephew's girlfriend, he wouldn't want to explain. He knew that the Qiu family wanted to do something with him.
Facing Qiu Linlin's disbelieving eyes and Qin Ping's doubtful eyes, Mr. Feng spoke.
"This thing doesn't look like something from the Ming Dynasty. The word underneath is wrong. The enamelware has become very valuable in the past two years. The real thing is worth over a thousand."
Qiu Linlin's mind was shaken, "But I have seen the appraisal certificate. I can check the serial number on it."
"This industry is in deep water. Many auctions do not maintain authenticity. It does not mean that the appraisal certificate is useless. It is just that the collecting circle and antique dealers generally do not attach too much importance to this."
Mr. Feng is a respectable person who has met everyone and speaks in a reserved manner.
To put it bluntly, it was obvious that she had been tricked, and it was worth tens of thousands of dollars.
Speaking of true value, Qiu Linlin's face is even worse.
Can an identification certificate guarantee authenticity?
Things like missing out on thousands of dollars, missing out on good stuff, and being deceived into selling genuine items at a low price will not become the norm in this industry.
There are no friends in the business world, and the same goes for the antiques industry. If others know that you don’t understand and are rich, don’t try hard to trick them.
The younger generation who have money in their families and have not experienced any troubles themselves have people who keep an eye on them.
"Uncle, you have to be discerning." Qin Ping smiled and smoothed things over. "We will never buy it ourselves again. I'll ask you to help me next time."
"If you want to see the real thing, you can contact Miss Shen more."