The two toured Wang Anguo's office.

Wang Anguo introduced the upcoming collector, saying, "This collector is quite famous in Jincheng. He is one of the most established collectors. However, because he is an individual collector, his reputation is not well-known outside the circle. You will meet him later."

Guan Feng nodded in agreement, saying, "There aren't many collectors with a reputation like Mr. Ma."

Wang Yayue asked, "Uncle, since he's a private collector, why is he putting it up for sale? He shouldn't be short of money, right?"

Wang Anguo said, "He has a daughter who is studying in Singapore and has stayed there. She is eager to start her own business and plans to open a high-end wedding photography shop, which requires tens of millions of yuan. Old Zhang is still short of several million yuan, so he wants to sell this calligraphy and painting by Shen Zhou."

Guan Feng suddenly realized and said, "Sometimes a successful daughter can also be a source of trouble. If she flies too far or too high, her parents will have to work even harder. That's why Confucius said to teach according to aptitude. Ya Yue, you should also consider this in the future."

Wang Yayue blushed and said, "What are you saying? We're not even married yet."

Guan Feng laughed heartily.

Wang Anguo said, "Ya Yue! Xiao Guan is right! He's afraid his children will be successful, but he's also afraid they'll be too successful. For example, your cousin is still abroad. When you come back for the New Year, Ya Yue, you should also try to persuade her. What's the point of staying abroad?"

Wang Yayue said, "Dai Mei has her own opinions."

Wang Anguo said, "I'm afraid she'll find me a foreign husband. I've always been angry at the sight of foreigners. If I get a son-in-law like that, I'll be furious."

Wang Ya Yue chuckled and said, "Uncle, what era are you living in? Marrying a foreigner is perfectly normal these days. Besides, Dai Mei knows what she's doing. She hasn't dated anyone yet, isn't it because she doesn't like those foreigners?"

Wang Anguo sighed and said, "I'm worried because I've never dated anyone. People abroad are more open-minded, and I don't know how good those men are at deceiving girls."

Looking at her uncle, who seemed like a worried old man, Wang Yayue couldn't help but laugh and said, "Uncle, you don't look like a billionaire at all right now! You're just like an old man worrying about his daughter!"

Wang Anguo sighed, wanting to say more.

There was a knock on the office door.

The secretary came in and reminded him, "Chairman Wang, Mr. Zhang will be here soon."

Wang Anguo stood up and said to the two of them, "Let's go, come with me to meet this collector. Xiao Guan, we'll do as we agreed later."

Guan Feng agreed.

The two followed behind.

A moment later, I saw a man in his sixties get out of a Mercedes-Benz S-Class in the lobby on the first floor.

Wang Anguo stepped forward with a smile and said, "Old Zhang, you're here? Please come in!" He then called to his secretary behind him, "Mr. Zhang likes to drink aged white tea, go and brew a pot of aged white tea."

The secretary hurriedly ran to the tea room to make tea.

Wang Anguo then invited, "Let's go to the collection room."

Zhang Yongbo said to the people behind him, "Take these things and be careful."

Two craftsmen carefully carried the painting in and followed the group into the collection room.

The "collection room" is not actually a collection room, but rather a tool room containing various appraisal instruments; Wang Anguo simply gave it an elegant name.

The group entered the room.

Wang Anguo smiled at Zhang Yongbo and said, "Old Zhang, we've known each other for a long time, so I won't stand on ceremony. To be honest, I've been eyeing this calligraphy and painting for a long time, and now I can finally take a proper look at it."

Zhang Yongbo sighed and said, "If it weren't for my daughter having urgent matters to attend to, why would I have sold it?"

Wang Anguo joked, "Old Zhang, your daughter got into a university in Singapore and settled down there. I'd say many people would envy that. If I were you, I wouldn't sell this Shen Zhou painting. I'd just take out that 'Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains' painting and support your daughter to make a fortune."

Zhang Yongbo immediately glared and said, "You're eyeing that painting again? Don't even dream about it! I'd rather die than sell it."

Wang Anguo sighed and said, "If that's how you put it, then I can only wish your daughter's wedding photography shops will open all over the world and grow bigger and bigger, and then she'll have to take funds from you."

Zhang Yongbo was so angry that he was about to fight Wang Anguo.

He scoffed, "Old Wang, you're no better off than me. Your daughter is studying in America. What if she doesn't come back? You'll have to sell your assets too. And what if they find you a foreign son-in-law? You'll be furious."

The two are truly good friends; they deliberately poke at the spot that hurts.

Wang Anguo was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth, but he couldn't find a suitable rebuttal, so he could only say, "Look at the calligraphy and paintings! Look at the calligraphy and paintings!"

Old Zhang laughed and said, "Before you look at the calligraphy and painting, let me say this: I can't guarantee its authenticity. The price of 3 million is purely based on its potential value, so it's up to you to decide what you think. Don't regret the transaction after it's over."

Wang Anguo said, "Old Zhang, we've been friends for so many years, don't you believe me?"

Old Zhang said, "It's because I trust your character that I thought of you first; otherwise, I would have sold to someone else."

Wang Anguo said, "Alright! Let's get straight to the point and look at the calligraphy and paintings first."

Old Zhang waved his hand, looked at his two assistants, placed the calligraphy and painting in front of the large round table, and then the two assistants withdrew, allowing everyone to begin viewing it.

Wang Anguo had some knowledge of calligraphy and painting, so he began to look at them.

Guan Feng and Wang Yayue pretended to appreciate it, but in reality, they were appraising it.

As far as the eye can see, this is a classic landscape painting. The vastness of the sky and earth, the magnificence of the mountains and forests, and the babbling of the streams are all vividly depicted in this painting.

Guan Feng only needed one glance to determine that this painting was of an extraordinary quality.

His portrait sketches are advanced. Although he is not very proficient in landscape painting, he is still among the top three in the province. He has a good understanding of landscape painting, so he can see that the technique of this painting is extraordinary. He immediately recognized the value of the painting in his mind.

He continued to examine the details and began to carefully compare the differences.

Half an hour later.

He gradually became immersed in the painting.

Zhang Yongbo, who was standing to the side, didn't notice this detail at first, but as he gradually saw Guan Feng's focused expression, he couldn't help but look at Wang Anguo and ask, "Old Wang, is this the expert you invited?"

Wang Anguo shook his head and said, "What are you talking about? This is my nephew-in-law. He's here to learn from me. My daughter is abroad, and maybe they'll be the ones to take over this business in the future."

Zhang Yongbo looked at Guan Feng and Wang Yayue suspiciously and asked, "Old Wang, you're not kidding me, are you?"

Wang Anguo pointed at Wang Yayue and said, "You know I'm the brother-in-law of the bureau chief in Hua'an GA, right? He's my daughter! Yayue, call him Uncle Zhang."

Wang Yayue immediately greeted him obediently, "Hello, Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Yongbo looked at her with suspicion, then shook his head and said, "Something's not right!"