"Hello, I'm a reporter from Hongcheng TV. I contacted you by phone yesterday and would like to conduct an interview with you..."
The following morning.
As soon as he opened the door, Xu Lu saw a beautiful female reporter holding a microphone, and behind her was a man carrying a camera.
"Oh, you must be Bingbing, the reporter from Hongcheng TV Station? Please come in, please come in."
Xu Lu nodded and invited the two inside.
"Mr. Xu, this place should be a rental studio apartment, right? You haven't bought a house in Hongcheng yet?"
Soon, the female reporter asked her first question since entering the room.
When asked if he had bought a house, Xu Lu didn't feel embarrassed at all. He nodded and said:
"That's right, this place is rented. As for buying a house... cough cough, we can't afford it yet!"
"Mr. Xu was joking with Bingbing. You have a chicken cup, the same one from Hong Kong that sold for hundreds of millions."
With that kind of financial strength, buying a house wouldn't be difficult for Mr. Xu, let alone buying a house; he could even buy a large villa in Hongcheng!
The female reporter said in a crisp voice.
Xu Lu shook his head and said:
"Reporter Bingbing was just joking with me."
Oh, right, you came for the chicken cup, let me take it out and show you!
As Xu Lu spoke, he walked to the desk next to him, opened the drawer, and took out a small cup.
Then, he took the small cup in one hand and quickly placed it on the coffee table in front of everyone.
Seeing this scene.
Both the female reporter Bingbing and the cameraman standing next to her were somewhat dumbfounded.
This little cup is worth hundreds of millions, bro!
You just carelessly put it in the drawer and then casually placed it on the coffee table. Aren't you afraid of accidentally breaking it?
But judging from how casual this guy is, this cup is probably fake, right?
A question arose in the female reporter's mind, so she pointed to the chicken cup and said with a smile:
"Mr. Xu, I never expected you to leave these antiques, worth hundreds of millions, so casually. May I take a look at them?"
"Of course! Feel free to look around and take whatever you want!"
Xu Lu nodded without hesitation.
But before the female reporter could express her gratitude, he added, "..."
"But if it breaks, you'll have to compensate me according to the price of that cup in Hong Kong, is that alright?"
The female reporter, who was about to reach out, immediately abandoned her plan upon hearing this.
If it were fake, that would be one thing, but judging from the guy's behavior, the cup is very likely fake.
But if it's true, even if she sold herself, she couldn't afford to pay for it!
Bingbing, being a television reporter, was somewhat embarrassed, but her quick wit allowed her to subtly change the subject:
"Mr. Xu, the chicken cup in Hong Kong has been authenticated as genuine by numerous experts, which is why it fetched a sky-high price of 280 million."
You bought this chicken cup for 30,000 yuan from a street stall. Did you have it appraised? And how can you be sure it's genuine?
Xu Lu nodded and said:
"That's a good question. To be honest, although I haven't had it appraised by experts, I can say without blushing that I have a deep understanding of antiques."
I believe this chicken cup is authentic; it's a Hua-style doucai chicken cup made for the imperial court. As for whether it can fetch 280 million, I don't know…
Watching this guy talk so glibly, both the female reporter and the cameraman's lips twitched slightly.
I've never seen anyone so shameless!
Besides, that's an antique worth nearly 300 million yuan. If you say it's real, then it's real.
Thinking of this, female reporter Bingbing suddenly spoke up:
“Mr. Xu, I think I can pick it up and take a look now. You don’t mind, do you?”
"No problem, take whatever you want, look around as you please!"
Xu Lu repeated the same sentence, but then added:
"Oh, by the way, the people at Hongcheng Museum have also heard about the chicken cup I have. Their experts will be here soon, and once they examine it, we'll know whether it's real or fake."
Upon hearing this, the female reporter silently withdrew her outstretched hand and awkwardly laughed:
"Then I'll wait and see, until the museum's experts have done their appraisal. Yeah, that's it."
As luck would have it, the doorbell rang right after the female reporter finished speaking.
Xu Lu went over to open the door and found a young man leading the way, followed by two old men.
"Mr. Xu, right? We're from Hongcheng Museum. We...you contacted a reporter?"
Zhou Dan had barely uttered a word when he quickly spotted the female reporter and cameraman inside the room.
His expression changed instantly, and he said:
"Mr. Xu, why didn't you tell us you were contacting reporters? Our museum cannot be reported without prior approval!"
"Hello, I'm Bingbing, a reporter from Hongcheng TV. Mr. Xu didn't contact us; we came to interview him on our own initiative."
Just then, the female reporter, who had also stood up, spoke up.
"That……"
Zhou Dan hesitated for a moment, then said:
"Then please don't display anything related to our museum later, and try not to take pictures of it..."
Xu Lu then invited the three of them in.
The two old men immediately noticed the chicken cup on the coffee table, and one of them shouted:
"Is this the chicken cup? How could it be left so carelessly on the table? What a waste!"
"Yes, such a priceless treasure should definitely be stored in a box..."
The other person also sighed repeatedly.
On the contrary, Zhou Dan's expression was somewhat strange, and he was also suspicious and uncertain, thinking to himself:
"It's just lying there so casually, could it be fake? If so, we'll have made a wasted trip."
He quickly said:
"Mr. Xu, these two are experts in porcelain from our museum. Would it be alright to have them appraise your chicken cup?"
Xu Lu shrugged, speaking with utter composure:
"Like I said, you can look and take whatever you want, but if you break anything, you'll have to pay me back the original price!"
The two experts probably didn't even hear that sentence before they quickly cleared the rest of the coffee table.
They also took out a plate from their bag, on which were lined with silk or similar materials.
Only after placing the chicken cup on the plate did the two experts breathe a sigh of relief, and then they began a careful examination.
Those present, lacking the ability to discern, all looked at the changes in the expressions of the two experts.
After watching for a while, the two of them showed joy on their faces.
After exchanging a few words in hushed tones, they nodded repeatedly.
"This Chenghua-era doucai chicken cup is undoubtedly genuine. Its condition is even better than the one sold at Sotheby's Hong Kong..."
Hearing the expert's assessment, everyone present was shocked.
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