Both are genuine works.
Old Fang nodded.
Are they all genuine?
However…
Upon hearing Old Fang's second sentence, the group became unsettled.
There's clearly a turning point here.
"This painting, 'Frosty Trees and Bamboo Rocks,' has quite a few problems."
Mr. Fang first mentioned Lu Qi's painting "Frosty Trees and Bamboo Rocks".
What's the meaning?
Didn't Mr. Fang say that both of Wen Zhengming's paintings and calligraphy are genuine? If they are genuine, what's the problem?
"Mr. Fang, what's wrong with my painting?"
Lu Qi's heart jumped into his throat.
"It's a pity about your painting; it was repaired later."
Mr. Fang got straight to the point.
"This painting, 'Frosty Trees and Bamboo Rocks,' must have had quite a few damaged parts and is not well preserved."
Mr. Fang explained.
“Look at these places.”
Old Fang pointed to two or three places.
“These places must have been damaged before and repaired later, so the energy flow is not smooth.”
"After the repair was completed, rice weevils were placed on it and allowed to eat them. This gave it a sense of age and vicissitude."
Thump!
Lu Qi's heart plummeted into an abyss.
"Then, Mr. Fang... what is the collectible value of my painting...?"
Lu Qi asked.
"As a result, the collectible value of your calligraphy has been greatly reduced. Its value has shrunk by four or five times. It is now estimated to be worth three or four million."
After some thought, Professor Fang gave his final result.
Three or four million?
Lu Qi almost suffered a myocardial infarction.
He bought this painting for over 30 million.
But according to Old Fang, even if it had been repaired, it would only cost ten or twenty million, let alone the fact that it has already been repaired.
So, I've lost a lot of money!
Lu Qi clutched his chest, his heart aching so much he could hardly breathe.
"Mr. Fang, what about this calligraphy?"
After a while, Lu Qi pointed to the calligraphy that Ye Chen had given him and asked Old Fang.
The money was wasted; 30 million went down the drain.
The money is gone, so be it.
But one can't lose face.
He had just been absolutely certain that his painting was genuine, but he wasn't so sure about Ye Chen's calligraphy.
Now, Mr. Fang has confirmed that both paintings and calligraphy are genuine.
At this moment, Lu Qi really wanted to know if Ye Chen's calligraphy had been repaired.
If not, today would have been incredibly embarrassing.
"This calligraphy is excellent, no problem at all."
Looking at the calligraphy that Ye Chen had given him, Old Fang said with some excitement.
Seeing this calligraphy by Wen Zhengming today, his trip was not in vain.
This calligraphy is the most valuable treasure he has seen this year.
"This calligraphy is beautiful and vigorous, with a gentle and refined touch. It exudes a scholarly air between the lines and is definitely Wen Zhengming's masterpiece."
Professor Fang gave it extremely high praise.
"I estimate that if this calligraphy were put at auction, it would fetch around 60 to 70 million."
Upon hearing what Elder Fang said, the fire in Lu Qi's eyes seemed to vanish instantly.
Lu Qi immediately lost his spirit and sat there listlessly.
Sixty or seventy million?
Ye Chen's calligraphy is actually worth sixty or seventy million?
Lu Qi was shocked.
Compared to Ye Chen's calligraphy, his own painting, worth three or four million, was simply trash.
Even a complete painting of "Frosty Trees and Bamboo Rocks" isn't worth half the value of Ye Chen's calligraphy.
Why.
Today he lost both money and face.
That's so embarrassing.
Both Mo Hongru and Feng Yongyan were deeply shocked after hearing this.
Ye Chen's calligraphy is actually Wen Zhengming's masterpiece, making it extremely valuable for collection.
If it were a gift from someone else, Mo Hongru would definitely politely refuse.
But he didn't treat Xiao Chen as an outsider; they were close friends despite their age difference.
I'll repay this favor when I have the chance in the future.
"Xiao Chen, you're too kind."
Mo Hongru expressed his gratitude.
"However, there is one problem: why is there so much dust on this calligraphy?"
Suddenly, Old Fang asked a question.
Logically speaking, such characters should be stored very carefully, so why is there so much dust?
Hearing this, Ye Chen was speechless with embarrassment.
This calligraphy was previously hung in Ye Chen's living room.
Ye Chen had thought that since the safe was just sitting there anyway, he might as well hang it in the living room to decorate it, and it wasn't expensive anyway.
This time, Ye Chen gave it to Uncle Mo not because he disrespected Uncle Mo.
He had come in a hurry and hadn't prepared anything else. Ye Chen figured that middle-aged people like Mo Hongru would probably like antiques and the like.
So Ye Chen decided to give it to him.
If all else fails, I can always come back next time and prepare properly myself.
When asked this question by Elder Fang, Ye Chen found himself at a loss for words.
He could only cough and pretend he hadn't heard anything.
What?
Did Mr. Fang speak just now?
How come he doesn't remember?
"I'll keep this safe from now on."
Old Fang gave his instructions.
After admiring the calligraphy and painting, Mo Hongru carefully put away the calligraphy that Ye Chen had given him.
The group sat down and drank tea.
Suddenly, upon seeing a message on his phone, Feng Yongyan's gaze froze, utterly astonished.
"As you know, a major event happened this morning."
Feng Yongyan spoke mysteriously to the group.
"What important matter?"
"This morning, Jiang Yongyuan, president of Daxia Real Estate Group, was dismissed."
The next second, Feng Yongyan made a startling statement.
Hearing this, even the distraught Lu Qi was stunned.
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