"Here's the thing," Grandpa Yu explained. "My friend is quite interested in your two pottery pieces. He's a collector and quite famous in the antique world, so his offer won't be low."
Ye Qingqing laughed, "It's too early to talk about this now. We don't even know if it's true or not. How about this, I'll have your friend take a look in a few days. As for selling it, we'll have to talk to my dad. This thing belongs to him, so I can't make the decision."
"Okay, I'll contact you later. By the way, my friend's surname is Yu, and we're from the same clan." Grandpa Yu intentionally revealed his friend's identity; anyone with even a slight interest in antiques should have heard of his friend's name.
Something flashed through Ye Qingqing's mind. When Grandpa Yu mentioned that his friend was very famous, she thought of someone, and now she finally remembered.
“I’ve met your friend before. Speaking of which, he’s also a friend of my father. What a coincidence.”
Grandpa Yu was quite surprised. It seemed that this old man from the Ye family was no ordinary person. He was knowledgeable about antiques, lived in Hong Kong, and had a relationship with his friend, Old Yu. Grandpa Yu quickly thought of someone and couldn't help but smile.
"Your old man isn't Mr. Ye Xunmei, is he?"
"Yes, you're amazing! You guessed it right away. You know my grandfather too?" Ye Qingqing was very surprised. She hadn't said anything yet, and he was so incredibly insightful.
"We're not exactly friends, but we've met a few times. Your grandfather and my friend have a pretty good relationship. Since we're all acquaintances, there's no need for us to look at each other's eyes again in a few days. Maybe your grandfather will contact my friend too," Grandpa Yu said with a smile.
People of his social class could not be friends with someone like Ye Xunmei. He was penniless and just a commoner, while Ye Xunmei was from high society; they were from completely different worlds.
As for Lao Yu, it was because of their colleague relationship. Lao Yu had worked with him for ten years, both of them were editors who did writing work, and they were also from the same clan. He was a bit older, and Lao Yu wasn't famous at the time. They were just ordinary people like him, and their relationship was so good that they could share a pair of underwear.
However, Lao Yu is now a famous collector, a renowned scholar, and has his own museum. He is also very wealthy, and they are now in completely different worlds. But because they share common interests and have been colleagues for ten years, he and Lao Yu still keep in touch frequently.
Grandpa Yu then called his friend Lao Yu, whose real name was Zi Wu. Nobody knew his real name, only his pen name Zi Wu. Gradually, everyone started calling him that, and he got used to it.
"Ziwu, the owner of those two jars is Ye Xunmei's granddaughter. Ye Xunmei rushed back today, so it's probably true," said Grandpa Yu.
"Haha, what a small world! I just got a dinner invitation from Ye Xunmei. It's at the Jinjiang Hotel tonight. Do you want to come along?" Yu Ziwu laughed. He still remembered Ye Qingqing.
She was a very intelligent girl. We met once several years ago. He gave her a sandalwood bracelet that he had been playing with for over ten years as a gift. It seems that she asked him to appraise some ancient coins, which were quite rare. He originally wanted to buy them, but Ye Xunmei wanted to give them to her granddaughter as a dowry, so he had to give up.
"I'm not going. We're not particularly close." Grandpa Yu refused. He and Ye Xunmei weren't even close friends, so there was no point in him going to freeload a meal.
Yu Ziwu sighed. His older brother was too stubborn, always arguing with himself. Others might not have meant it that way, but he overthought it, making it meaningless for everyone else.
He didn't force him; if he didn't want to go, he didn't have to. He was already old enough to be a little willful.
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