Chen Qingxin immediately agreed.
After hanging up the phone, she met everyone's gaze and said excitedly, "This painting is indeed Mr. Fan's work, and this poem was also inscribed by Mr. Zhongshi. The part about the deep white clouds was deliberately written by Mr. Fan. No one knows this, and even if they did, they wouldn't dare to imitate it. So it is the most powerful proof of this authentic work."
Whoosh!
Everyone turned to look at the painting.
Looking at it again now, it only seems more and more realistic!
They then looked at Guan Feng, only to be surprised to find that he had indeed made a definitive prediction.
Young people should not be underestimated!
Wang Guoqiang asked, "Miss Chen, the other party asked why such a painting would be circulating outside?"
Chen Qingxin asked, "Uncle Wang, where did you get this painting from?"
Wang Guoqiang said, "It's a long story. We collected them in the village back then."
Chen Qingxin said, "That's right! Back then, Mr. Fan and Mr. Zhongshi were sent down to the same farm. They created this painting in their spare time. Later, Mr. Zhongshi's son contracted malaria and, coupled with hunger and cold, became emaciated. However, there wasn't enough food, so he sold the painting to a farmer in the village in exchange for some grain. I guess that's when it was circulated."
Wang Guoqiang suddenly realized, "No wonder! It must have been during that special period that such a thing could happen."
Chen Qingxin said, "Yes, I never expected that such a famous painting, with an inscription by Mr. Zhongshi, would see the light of day again after all these twists and turns."
Wang Guoqiang sighed and said, "Miss Chen, you are really lucky! This is the only time these two old gentlemen have collaborated. In addition, Mr. Zhongshi has passed away, so the value is even higher. It is possible that it could fetch over 100 million at Sotheby's in Hong Kong."
Upon hearing this, Chen Qingxin looked at Guan Feng and said, "We should thank Brother Guan. Without him, where would I get the courage?"
Wang Guoqiang laughed and said, "If you want to express your gratitude, wouldn't I be jealous?"
Everyone laughed.
Wang Guoqiang's public remarks clearly did not mean he was truly blaming Guan Feng.
After a moment's thought, Chen Qingxin said, "Uncle Wang, the value of this painting is even greater than expected. In that case, I'll add another prize, 1,888,000. The extra can be my way of thanking you for giving me this opportunity to acquire the painting. Sister Li, please transfer another 1 million to Uncle Wang. If you have any good things in the future, please remember Qingxin."
Watching Chen Qingxin's actions, so poised and elegant, dispelling his inner turmoil without a trace of harshness, Wang Guoqiang couldn't help but exclaim, "Chairman Chen has an heir!"
Chen Qingxin smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Uncle Wang!"
Wang Guoqiang said, "Since that's the case, I won't stay any longer. But Qingxin, let me remind you, this is an antique street after all. If it's a painting worth eight million, you can hang it here and have good security, and I doubt many people would have any ulterior motives. But a painting worth hundreds of millions..."
Chen Qingxin said, "Thank you for the reminder, Uncle Wang. I will put the painting in a safe place."
Wang Guoqiang laughed and said, "Then I'm relieved. Okay! I'll be going now. You guys have fun."
Chen Qingxin saw the other person off.
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