Chapter 100 is all good stuff
"Sir, I think this is our first meeting, right? Why are you so hostile to me?" Song You'an looked at the other party calmly and asked.
Lin Chaoyang was disdainful and said pretentiously: "I'm not targeting anyone. What I emphasize from beginning to end are rules. Rules cannot be broken, let alone the rules set by Mr. Dong."
"This is not an ordinary occasion where cats and dogs can participate if they want."
"Mr. Lin, you have gone too far!" Chen Fei's eyes flashed, and Song You'an clearly felt that his body beside him suddenly tensed up, and he was obviously at the critical point of explosion.
"Chaoyang, that's enough!" Mr. Dong finally shouted angrily, "Miss Song has something good in her hands, so I agreed to Afei's invitation. Do you think I am an unreasonable person?" ”
But the more Mr. Dong acted like this, the more Lin Chaoyang felt that he was partial to Chen Fei.
nice one?
What good can a layman do? Does she know what's good?
"Grandpa Dong, please don't be angry." Song You'an spoke slowly, without much fluctuation in his tone, just a little playful: "As a newcomer, I should have taken out the things earlier. I just didn't expect this gentleman to treat me. With such a big prejudice, I even wondered if I had the words "I am Mr. Chen's female companion" carved on my face? Otherwise, this unwarranted malice really makes me feel baffled. ”
"I said, I'm not targeting anyone, I'm just following the rules." Lin Chaoyang said expressionlessly.
Song Youan sneered and nodded: "It's not directed at anyone, but I really feel offended. I hope this gentleman can apologize to me and Mr. Chen after he reads my things." .”
Too lazy to continue arguing with him, Song Youan took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Chi Yu, asking him to deliver the things.
The people present didn't know what she was doing, and whispers gradually began.
"This lady looks like she really has something, doesn't she?"
"It's one thing to have something, but it's another thing to have good things."
"Mr. Chen is not a disobedient person, I trust him."
"Let's take a look first and then talk. This little girl said that she is a layman and may not understand anything."
Lin Chaoyang was even more dismissive of Song You'an's actions and sneered coldly in his heart: He was trying to be mysterious.
Soon, Chi Yu personally came to the box holding a password-locked box. Everyone present knew Lanting's general manager and was very surprised by his sudden appearance.
Then under everyone's confused and shocked eyes, Chi Yu came to stand in front of Song You'an in a rigorous manner.
Song Youan just said lightly: "Put it on the table."
Chi Yu nodded and stepped forward to place the password box and Mr. Dong's golden nanmu box side by side.
Then without saying a word, he turned around and left.
Because he knew that outsiders could not come in to Mr. Dong's appreciation party, and this was not a place for him to stay, so he had to leave immediately after delivering the things.
It was precisely because of Chi Yu's sudden appearance that these people had to re-examine the identity of Miss Song.
Mr. Chi from Lanting serves her alone?
Song You'an didn't give in. He stepped forward and turned the combination lock, opened the box, and then took out things one after another under everyone's attention.
A vase of sapphire from the Floating Light Kiln.
A scroll.
There are also two golden gold ingots and large ingots.
Placed side by side with the Dazhao and Tianbai jade brought by Mr. Dong, four different Dazhao products appeared on the table.
"Is this the Fuguang kiln sapphire vase?"
Mr. Dong's eyes lit up. Even though he had seen countless good things, he was still very excited when he saw such a large floating kiln. He quickly took out his silk gloves and put them on before carefully picking them up.
When everyone heard that this vase was from Dazhao Fuguang Kiln, their expressions were all shocked.
Lin Chaoyang and Song Yan were even more stupid. Floating kiln?
How is it possible?
Lin Chaoyang stepped forward with a questioning expression. The sun had already set at this time, and he could not see the magic of the vase changing color when exposed to light. However, with many years of experience in playing with antiques, Lin Chaoyang could still tell whether the vase was real or fake.
Especially when Mr. Dong turned the bottom of the vase over and everyone saw a leaf on the seal at the bottom, they all exclaimed at the same time.
"With leaves, they are the first batch of floating light kilns to come out of the kiln!"
"It's really strange that it is so well preserved."
"I have only seen one bowl-sized floating light kiln, and none the size of a vase is preserved in the National Museum."
Lin Chaoyang could not suppress the surprise in his eyes, but in his heart he knew that he had been slapped in the face. The two emotions were pulled back and forth, making the look on his face particularly wonderful.
"Miss Song, what is this?"
The Fuguang Kiln surprised and surprised everyone, and some people couldn't wait to point to the scroll and ask.
Song Youan unfolded it gently and said, "This is the authentic work of Han Mo." ”
The word "Fanghua" jumped into everyone's eyes. Several of them were collectors of calligraphy and paintings. When they heard the name "Han Mo", they rushed forward with all their strength.
"It's really Han Mo's handwriting."
"Even the seal is the earliest. This word should have come from before Han Mo's imperial examination high school."
"This makes it even rarer!"
The calligraphy and painting were fragile, and even if they were surprised and excited, everyone did not dare to touch them with their hands. They could only lie around the table to appreciate them carefully. Some people took out a magnifying glass to observe the details.
Lin Chaoyang and Song Yan were stupid again.
Why is there still Han Mo’s original work?
"Mr. Dong, this..." Lin Chaoyang pointed at the words and hesitated.
Mr. Dong read attentively and nodded: "Good calligraphy, good calligraphy. It is worthy of Han Mo's calligraphy. It is flowing, free and bold!"
The words are also true!
Lin Chaoyang looked up at Song You'an, but met her smiling and playful eyes.
He felt a thin layer of sweat forming on his back, and his face was burning.
He seemed to have slapped himself hard twice.
Chen Fei was the first person present to appreciate the authentic works of Fuguang Kiln and Han Mo in advance, so at this time his attention was entirely on the two huge gold ingots.
"Miss Song, you didn't say you still have this thing." Chen Fei said meaningfully.
Song Youan raised her eyebrows slightly and whispered: "You can't just take out all the good things at once, right? Then there won't be any surprises today?"
Chen Fei smiled and reached out to pick up one of the gold ingots. It was golden and had no impurities. It was obviously official silver.
Moreover, the gold ingot was so big that Chen Fei had never seen it before.
"Good thing, you have two more." Chen Fei looked at Song You'an and whispered: "Sell me one."
Song Youan had a funny expression on her face and asked: "Isn't it appropriate to say this on this occasion?"
Chen Fei glanced at the excited and agitated crowd around him, and continued to lower his voice: "They are all old experts. If I don't grab one first, I won't have my share in a while."
As soon as Chen Fei finished speaking, someone came up to Song You'an and asked in a low voice: "Miss Song, are you willing to pay for this Han Mo's authentic work? I am willing to pay 30 million!"