Chapter 90: Little Brother, It’s a Happy Moment, Why Aren’t You Smiling?
“The genuine calligraphy of Emperor Song Huizong’s slim gold style!”
This calligraphy is very easy to recognize! Because this painting is nearly identical to the previous fake one.
However, the characters in this calligraphy are more beautiful, more graceful and elegant, more vibrant, and more skillfully rendered. With just a glance, you can tell what’s authentic and what’s fake.
“I never expected that the genuine calligraphy would be hidden within the fake one, concealed for hundreds of years!”
“It’s truly astonishing, admiring the wisdom of the ancients!”
“So, does that mean this calligraphy is very valuable?”
“Of course, the genuine calligraphy of Emperor Song Huizong’s slim gold style. Can you imagine its value?”
Everyone was in a state of shocked excitement.
However, there were two people who were dumbfounded: the original owner of this calligraphy.
“There really is a painting within the painting!”
“And it’s a genuine painting!”
Lao Sun examined it again for a moment and said with a trembling voice, “This is an authentic piece, absolutely authentic! Only the true Emperor Song Huizong could create such lively, swift strokes, with slender and graceful characters!”
“Moreover, these characters are very mature, undoubtedly created during his later years!” And considering the calligraphy’s impeccable condition, as if it were just written, its value is even higher!”
“The value of this calligraphy is immeasurable!”
Wang Pangzi’s voice trembled as he asked, “Lao Sun, you say its value is immeasurable… but any artwork should have some value, right? Can you estimate how much this calligraphy is worth?”
“You yourself are an expert in the field, so why don’t you estimate a price?” Wang Pangzi raises a trembling finger, “One hundred million!”
“One hundred million?” Lao Sun clucks his tongue and shakes his head, “Too low! Previously, there was a calligraphy of Emperor Song Huizong’s slim gold style sold at an auction house, and it fetched a staggering 250 million!”
“I saw that calligraphy; it belongs to Emperor Song Huizong’s early works, and his brushstrokes weren’t yet fully mature! Moreover, the calligraphy was somewhat damaged, affecting its price! And yet, it still fetched a sky-high price of 250 million!”
“Our calligraphy, on the other hand, is from Emperor Song Huizong’s later period, his brushwork is already fully mature and unique! Furthermore, our calligraphy is larger than the one you mentioned, and it’s in such impeccable condition. So, tell me, how much is it worth?”
Wang Pangzi’s legs went weak, and he collapsed with a thump.
Wu Ge also felt dizzy, as if he might fall at any moment. The previous calligraphy of Emperor Song Huizong was sold for 250 million!
And theirs, which was better preserved and from Emperor Song Huizong’s later period, wouldn’t it be even more valuable?
They just… sold a calligraphy worth over two hundred million for 3 million? Their faces turned pale.
The more they thought about it, the more they regretted it!
But at this moment, nobody paid attention to these two people. Everyone’s focus was on this calligraphy.
“I truly love this calligraphy! Every character is art, every stroke is so perfect, naturally exquisite! Only Emperor Song Huizong could create such beautiful slim gold characters!” Lao Sun was lavish with his praise.
Then he looked up with anticipation and said, “Young man, I really adore this calligraphy! Will you sell it? I’ll buy it for 250 million!”
Wang Pangzi, who had just stood up, collapsed again.
Lin Beifan shook his head.
Lao Sun furrowed his brow, “250 million is indeed a bit low, and it doesn’t do justice to this piece! How about this, I’ll offer 300 million, hoping you can give my old comrade a face!”
Wang Pangzi, who had just gotten up, fell weak again.
Lin Beifan still shook his head.
“How about 320 million?”
Wang Pangzi’s legs gave out completely.
“350 million!”
He could only support his body by placing his hands on the table.
“Young man, why don’t you name a price? How much money would it take for you to part with this calligraphy? As long as the price is reasonable, I’ll consider it!” Lao Sun pleaded earnestly.
Both of Wang Pangzi’s hands were limp, and he fell down again. Wu Ge was stunned. Did I just give away a calligraphy worth 350 million?
Mind and body felt numb!
In Lao Sun’s hopeful gaze, Lin Beifan shook his head, “Lao Sun, it’s not about the money! It’s that I genuinely love this calligraphy and don’t plan to sell it. I want to keep it in my collection!”
If it were the early days of his career, he might have sold this calligraphy for those few hundred million.
But now, he wasn’t in dire need of money.
He didn’t need to give away valuable things anymore. Keeping this calligraphy could also help him play the role of a cultured person.
And it’s a way to get back at a certain someone, hehe!
Lao Sun asked again, “Are you really not selling?”
Lin Beifan shook his head, “Not selling!”
Lao Sun felt quite disappointed, “Alright, a gentleman doesn’t force others to do what they don’t wish to. But I hope you’ll allow me to appreciate it a bit longer!”
“Of course!”
Then, Lin Beifan turned and excitedly hugged the bewildered Wu Ge. “Brother Wu, thank you. You helped me choose such a valuable calligraphy!”
“I never imagined that spending only 3 million would get me a genuine calligraphy of Emperor Song Huizong’s slim gold style, worth over 300 million! Haha!”
“I never imagined that a single transaction could earn me so much!”
“A return rate of over a hundred times, I’ve never made this much money in a day from playing the stock market!”
“Little brother, you’re truly remarkable!”
“You’re my lucky star, you’re my god of wealth!”
“After this, I’ll definitely reward you generously!”
“Hahahaha!” Wu Ge’s mouth twitched, and his heart clenched along with it.
Each sentence felt like salt being poured onto his wounds!
So painful! So excruciating!
So heart-wrenching!
On the other side, Wang Pangzi was also clutching his chest tightly.
“350 million… I lost this much?”
The pain was so intense that he couldn’t even breathe!
Facing the extremely excited Lin Beifan, Wu Ge finally forced a smile, “Boss Lin, don’t mention it. It’s what I should do! If you’re making money, then I’m also happy, right?”
Lin Beifan burst into laughter, “Exactly! If I make money, I definitely won’t treat you unfairly! Brother Wu, in this joyful moment, why aren’t you smiling? Give us a smile!”
Wu Ge grinned, “Hehe, huhu~”
“Why does that sound like crying?”
On the other side, Wang Pangzi, deeply moved by the scene, burst into tears with a loud cry. After everyone’s laughter subsided, Lin Beifan affectionately patted Wu Ge’s shoulder, “Brother Wu, the next task is up to you! Find me another valuable treasure, and I’ll make sure to reward you handsomely with a big red envelope later!”
“Understood, President Lin! But I’m feeling a bit urgent, I need to use the restroom!”
Wu Ge thought he needed to go to the restroom to wash his face and calm down. Lin Beifan waved his hand, “Go ahead, the sooner you go, the sooner you’ll be back!”
“I have a restroom here, I’ll take him,” Wang Pangzi said, clutching his chest as he followed Wu Ge.
