Snap!

After both parties signed the contract, affixed their official seals, and transferred the money, Guan Feng's mind gradually calmed down.

But Zhang Yongbo showed no sign of leaving easily.

He checked the account records, smiled, and then went to the tea room with Wang Anguo to drink tea.

It has to be said that the two had a close relationship. They drank tea for almost two hours. Fortunately, they talked about stories in the world of antiques and calligraphy, which Guan Feng found very interesting. He would occasionally chime in and learn a lot about the circle.

What Guan Feng didn't expect was that Zhang Yongbo would take the initiative to ask about "Guan Feng".

He vividly described how Guan Feng had appraised a painting worth hundreds of millions, as if he had been there himself. Guan Feng and Wang Yayue listened with smiles in their eyes, yet they had no choice but to agree.

Guan Feng asked, "Is this mysterious person really that powerful?"

Zhang Yongbo said, "Of course! This is a bargain worth hundreds of millions of yuan! In the calligraphy and painting industry, there were bargains decades ago because people didn't know anything about it. But now more and more people know about it, and a painting has to go through many people to check it, so the possibility of finding a bargain is getting smaller and smaller."

"He can make accurate judgments and tell the difference between truth and falsehood at a glance. This is not just about finding a bargain; it's about being a true master!"

As he spoke, he lamented, "What a pity that I never had the chance to meet such a master."

Wang Ya Yue couldn't hold back any longer. She glared at Guan Feng with her beautiful eyes and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "You're so mean! Praising yourself?"

Guan Feng chuckled and said, "There are even worse ones, want to try them?"

Wang Yayue blushed, turned her head away, and ignored this lecherous man.

And at this time.

Zhang Yongbo's conversation with Wang Anguo came to an end. He glanced at the time, stood up, and said, "It's getting late, so I'll be going now!"

Wang Anguo said with a smile, "Old Zhang, I'm actually only willing to offer 1 million for this painting, but that's my sincerity. So if you're selling that 'Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains' painting, be sure to contact me immediately."

Seeing that Wang Anguo was deliberately bringing up a sore spot, Zhang Yongbo immediately retorted angrily, "You're dreaming! I'd rather tear it up than sell it to you."

Wang Anguo laughed and saw him to the door.

After watching the other vehicle leave, he turned to Guan Feng and asked somewhat nervously, "How was it, Xiao Guan? How much was that calligraphy and painting?"

Guan Feng glanced around and suggested, "Let's talk about this back in the office."

The three returned to the office.

Guan Feng closed the door and then said, "Uncle! Congratulations! This painting is worth at least 10 million. If it were to find someone who appreciates Shen Zhou's calligraphy and paintings, it could fetch a sky-high price of at least 20 to 30 million!"

Wang Anguo was taken aback and asked, "This...this is an authentic work?"

Guan Feng nodded and said, "It couldn't be more real!"

Wang Anguo's expression became extremely interesting.

He rushed to the calligraphy and painting, looking at it from left to right as if he had found a treasure, and was no longer as calm as before.

Wang Yayue laughed and said, "Uncle, you were just calmly drinking tea a moment ago."

Wang Anguo said, "That was made for Zhang Yongbo, that old bastard, otherwise what if he went back on his word? It's also a good thing you didn't tell me earlier that it was a genuine piece, Xiao Guan, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to hold it in."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yayue asked curiously, "By the way, Guan Feng, didn't you just say that the painting style didn't match? How could it be an authentic work?"

Guan Feng explained: "This requires taking into account the formative period of Shen Zhou's painting style. Generally speaking, Shen Zhou's painting style can be divided into three distinct stages. His early works were mostly small pieces, and he was skilled in brushwork. Therefore, such large-scale paintings are rare. In fact, the only large-scale work with such skillful brushwork is the one in the National Palace Museum in Taipei."

"...It wasn't until after he turned 40 that Shen Zhou's painting skills matured. The art world praised him for his meticulous and refined style, his steady and vigorous brushwork, and his ability to win with strength. It was only then that he began to create large-scale works."

"I just carefully compared the painting styles of this work, and it combines the strengths of both. It should be in the transitional stage between the early and middle periods. All the details match, there's no mistake!"

As Guan Feng began to explain, Wang Anguo's expression became even more convinced.

He laughed and said, "Xiao Guan, you're amazing! Shen Zhou's early paintings are mostly small-scale works, and he only produced large-scale paintings in his later years. Anyone who doesn't know Shen Zhou well would never know this! This is also why so many appraisal experts are unsure about these paintings. I didn't expect you to know so much about them. I think you should just come and help me out. Let's work together to make this art collection business bigger and stronger!"

"uncle!"

Wang Yayue said helplessly, "Guan Feng's main job is criminal investigation! If he really went into business, Chen You and the others offered him tens of millions of yuan a year! Not to mention, in a previous telecom fraud case, Brother Feng's computer skills directly recovered more than 100 million yuan in cash. Isn't that much better than opening a calligraphy and painting collection store?"

Only then did Wang Anguo realize Guan Feng's strength.

He said sheepishly, "Uncle misspoke! I had only heard about it before, I didn't expect you to be so amazing, Guan Feng! I was thinking of giving you the appraisal fee for this painting, but now I just can't bring myself to say it!"

He paused for a moment, then continued, "How about this, we're family, no need for formalities. When you two get married, your uncle will buy you a house. An ordinary house isn't good enough for you, and a villa is too expensive. How about this, a large flat in the heart of the city, around Xinjiekou?"

Wang Yayue refused, saying, "Uncle! The house prices over there are fifty or sixty thousand! No! This gift is too expensive!"

Wang Anguo shook his head and said, "Valuable? This is an authentic work by Shen Zhou! Didn't you hear Guan Feng say it's worth at least 10 million? I've already decided that I won't sell this painting. I'll use it to attract landscape painting collectors and boost the sales of other collectible calligraphy and paintings. The final profit will be much higher than this one!"

"That's a good income of twenty or thirty million. What's wrong with me taking out 10 million to buy a house for my nephew-in-law? That's not against the rules, is it?"

Wang Yayue blushed and said, "Uncle!"

Wang Anguo waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, this is between Guan Feng and me. If you don't get the marriage certificate, I'll put the house in Guan Feng's name alone, so hurry up and get the certificate! What are you hesitating for? Where can you find such a good husband? I'm worried for you."

Wang Yayue's complexion regained its rosy hue.

She glanced at Guan Feng shyly and found him looking at her with a mischievous gaze. Then she tightened her grip on Guan Feng's shoulder, causing him to groan in pain.

Wang Anguo burst into laughter when he saw the young couple's scene, and then pulled Guan Feng aside to inquire about the details.

Guan Feng shared his knowledge without reservation, recounting the details of the painting one by one. He then carefully explained to Wang Anguo the incongruous details in the painting, comparing them with the techniques Shen Zhou used in other works.