Hope System
Chapter 90

Chapter 90 Brother, why don't you laugh when you're happy?

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"The original Song Huizong thin gold-bodied copy book!"

This post is very easy to recognize!

Because, this copybook is almost exactly the same as the previous fake copybook.

But the words in this copybook are more beautiful, more graceful and handsome, more agile, and more agile.

At first glance you will know whether it is right or wrong.

"I didn't expect that the original copy book was hidden in a fake copy book, and hidden for hundreds of years!"

What an incredible “, admire the wisdom of the ancients!

“So, this copybook is very valuable?”

"Of course, Song Weizong's real thin golden body, how valuable do you think it is?

Everyone was shocked and excited.

But two people are dumbfounded!

It was the original owner of this copybook.

"There really is a painting in a painting! 19

"And that's a real painting!"

Elder Sun looked at it for a while, and said in a trembling voice: "This is a real work, this must be a real work! Only the original Song Weizong could write a font that was nimble, fast, thin, and graceful!"

"After all, this font is very mature, and definitely written in its final years!

In addition, this copybook is kept in good condition so that it does not experience wind, frost, snow and rain, as if newly written, and its value is even higher!"

"The value of this copybook cannot be measured!"

Fat Wang said in a trembling voice, "Old Sun, you said its value is immeasurable... But any calligraphy and painting must have a price, right? How much do you think this copy book is worth?"

"You yourself are an industry insider, and you can estimate the price yourself!

Fat Wang raised his finger tremblingly: "Hundred million!"

"Hundred million?" Old Sun shook his head and said, "It's too low! There was Song Huizong's thin gold copy book sold at Subi's auction house earlier, and it sold for as high as 250 million!"

"I saw the copybook. It belonged to Song Huizong's early work, and her writing power was not yet mature enough! And the copybook is broken, and the price is down a bit! Just this, sold at a sky-high price." 250 million!"

“And our copybook is the work of the late Song Huizong, and the writing power is very mature and independent! Moreover, our copybook is bigger than the copybook, and the copybook is still in good condition, do you think how much the price is worth?

Wang Fat's feet felt soft, and he fell down with a thud.

Angkor was also a little dizzy, as if at any time it would fall.

Song Huizong's copybook previously sold 250 million!

Then the picture is more complete, and also became the next calligraphy sticker by Song Huizong, more valuable is not it?

That's how they are...

Selling copybooks at over 200 million cheap prices 3 million?

The more they thought about it, the more they felt bad!

His face turned pale.

But at this moment, no one noticed these two people.

Everyone is focused on this copybook.

"I really like this copybook! Every word is an art, and every scratch is so perfect and natural! Only Song Weizong could write such a beautiful thin golden body!" Old Sun praised him.

Then he lifted his head and said expectantly: "Young man, I really like this copybook! If you sell it, I'll pay 250 million!

Fat Wang, who had just stood up, fell down again with a clap.

Lin Beifan shook his head.

Old Sun frowned: "250 million is indeed a bit low, I am really sorry for this copybook! Let's go, I'll pay 300 million, I hope you can give face to my parents!"

Fat Wang, who had just stood up again, slipped and slipped again.

Lin Beifan still shook her head.

Sun Lao said again: "Then I will pay 320 million, okay?

The fat Wang foot returned softly.

Lin Beifan still shook her head.

The Fat Wang's feet were no longer strong.

Put both hands on the table, to maintain body balance.

"Young man, you can immediately ask the price. How willing are you to give me this font? As long as the price is not excessive, I can consider it!" Old Sun said excitedly.

The Fat Wang's hand became soft and fell down again.

And Angkor is numb!

Numbness of heart, numbness of body!

I actually gave you a font worth 350 million?

Waiting for Sun Lao, Lin Beifan shook his head: "Sun Lao, this is not about money! But I really like this copybook, I do not plan to sell it, I want to collect it myself!

If he had just started his career, he would probably have sold his copybook for hundreds of millions.

However, he was no longer short of money.

That way you don't have to give good things away.

Keep this calligraphy and painting in your hands, you can also pretend to be a cultured person!

By the way, get angry at a certain protagonist, hehe!

Sun Lao asked again: "Are you really not selling?"

Lin Beifan shook his head: "Not for sale!"

Sun Lao was very disappointed: "Well, a real man doesn't like anyone else, but I hope you allow me to appreciate it for a while!

"of course you can!

Then, Lin Beifan turned her head and hugged the numb Angkor excitedly.

“Brother Wu, thank you for helping me choose such a valuable copy book!”

“I didn't even expect to spend just 3 million to buy back the thin golden body of the original Song Huizong, the thin golden body of the original Song Huizong was worth more than 300 million!

"I never thought that I could make so much money in one shot!

"Hundreds of times the rate of return, I never made that kind of money playing securities in one day!.

"Brother, you're the best!"

"You are my lucky star, you are my god of wealth!

"When you return, I will definitely give you a big gift!

"Haha!

Angkor's mouth twitched, and his heart twitched.

Every word was like applying salt to his wounds!

That hurts!

that hurts!

Very sad!

On the other hand, Fat Wang also shook his chest tightly.

"Three hundred million... just disappeared?"

Heartache can't breathe!

Facing the excited Lin Beifan, Angkor finally let out a forced smile: "Master Lin, equally, this is what I have to do! You make money, and I'm happy too, aren't you?"

Lin Beifan laughed: "Right! I've made money, and I'll never treat you badly! Brother Wu, why don't you laugh at such a happy moment? Laugh away!"

Angkor grinned: "Wow."

"Why does it sound like crying?"

On the other hand, the Fat Wang who was fascinated with the scene immediately cried.

After everyone laughed, Lin Beifan leaned on Angkor's shoulder tightly: "Brother Wu, next is up to you! Get me the big and precious one, and I'll give you the big red envelope!"

But I'm a little worried, I'm going to the toilet! Angkor felt he had to go to the toilet to wash his face and stay calm.

Lin Beifan waved: "Please", come back early!

"I have a toilet here, I'll take it there!" Fat Wang followed him by hanging on his chest,