Chapter 122 Propaganda

Not only did Yuan Tingchuan want to publicly bid for this Chenghua Doucai porcelain, he also sent invitations to many celebrities in the industry, and praised this porcelain to the highest level, saying that it was related to the famous Concubine Wan in history.

For a while, even the mixed area like Antique Street was buzzing with news. Chenghua Doucai porcelain was already a world-famous ware, and now it was presented in such a rich and colorful way, which aroused great expectations among the people.

Even after dinner, people were talking about it in the streets and alleys.

Yuan Tingchuan did not give up yet. He specially found a reporter from the City Evening News in H City to write an article and launched a wave of enthusiastic publicity.

The late 1980s were not like later times. The sales of newspapers and periodicals during this period were very good. In the alleys, you could often see old men reading newspapers with tea in their hands. Daily and evening newspapers from government agencies, enterprises and institutions were their regular reading materials.

For a time, Yuan Tingchuan's auction house became the focus of H City. There was an endless stream of people coming to inquire about the news every day, and the auction house's phone was ringing non-stop every day, all of them asking about this Chenghua Doucai porcelain.

Du Ruo also received a call from Mr. Li.

"My dear Du? I heard that you have been staying at Yuan's house recently? How are you? Is your injury healed?"

"Thank you for your concern, I am almost well now."

"Oh, I called today to ask Mr. Du about that Chenghua porcelain. I heard that it was a treasure that Emperor Chenghua gave to Concubine Wan Guifei? Is it true?"

Du Ruo was speechless. No one knew whether it was true or not.

She only knew that the story was told by Yuan Tingchuan, and that he told it with great sincerity and heart, and he even quoted from classics. He was just short of imitating Bai Juyi and writing "Song of Everlasting Sorrow".

Anyway, no matter how tearful and moving the story made by Yuan Shao is, Emperor Chenghua and Consort Wan Guifei are unlikely to jump out to refute it. As long as people believe it, that's enough.

“That Chenghua Doucai porcelain bowl is indeed very exquisite and is a masterpiece of the Cheng kiln.”

Mr. Li exclaimed: "Not bad, not bad, I will definitely go and see it myself the day after tomorrow."

At the same time, Qu's father received a call. The voice on the phone was cold and sinister: "How did you do it? How did that thing appear in the Yuan family's Yiyuan? Didn't you say that the buyer was absolutely reliable? Is he really that reliable? He sent the item to the auction house right after changing hands? Such a big mistake has happened. Are you trying to trick me or yourself?"

"I don't know either. The buyer is indeed an old friend of mine, and we've known each other for more than ten years. I called him and asked him about it, and he said that he was short of money recently and had no choice but to sell it. The item has already been sold to someone, and they insist on selling it. What can we do?"

A sneer came from the phone: "Is there no other way? Wait until you poke a hole in the sky and I get into trouble. Do you think you can get away with it?"

"It's already come to this. There's no point in saying anything. The things are already in Yuan Tingchuan's hands. You probably have heard about what kind of person he is. Now you have to think about what to do."

There was silence on the phone.

After a long while, a voice was heard: "A man who is petty is not a gentleman, and a man who is not vicious is not a man. Since Yuan wants to sell this Chenghua Doucai at a high price and push us all into the fire, why don't we just go all out and put the blame on him, isn't that enough?"

Father Qu hesitated: "Isn't this appropriate?"

"Why? Are you still feeling sorry for your former aunt?"

"That's not true. It's because we were father-in-law and son-in-law. I know Yuan Tingchuan better than anyone else. He is a powerful character. If this matter is not handled properly, it will bring disaster upon ourselves."

The voice on the phone was chilly: "H City is not your Hong Kong city. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. When it comes to my one-third acre of land, the dragon must be coiled around by me, and the tiger must be suppressed by me!

Get Shen Er away so that Yuan can't find the delivery man. Then tell Zheng to admit the crime. I'll take care of his whole family. They'll just have to stay in jail for a few years. I'll ensure he'll be wealthy and prosperous for the rest of his life.

That item is a treasure recorded in the museum's archives. Mr. Yuan can't find the person who delivered it. Mr. Zheng can testify for him. I don't believe that Monkey King can find the Five Finger Mountain of Buddha.

If the Yuan family says in the end that the item in his hand is a fake, then the reputation of the Yuan family will be ruined in one fell swoop. No matter what he does, it will be a dead end. "

Qu's father thought about it for a long time, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a brilliant idea: "You are really brilliant, this plan is as good as Zhuge Liang."

"Stop flattering me. If you hadn't made such a big mistake, would I have thought of cleaning up the mess for you? I've seen Yuan Tingchuan before, and he's definitely not someone you can easily deal with. If I hadn't had to, I wouldn't want to provoke him. We're all trying to make money, so we can all go our own way and not get in each other's way. Why would I want to cause trouble for myself?"

"I was indeed not thoughtful enough about this matter. I will pay more attention next time."

"Next time? Forget it, let's just be quiet and wait until this crisis is over. Besides, you have so many goods in your hands, aren't they enough for you to handle?"

Mr. Qu hung up the phone with a smile, but he still felt uneasy. Based on his understanding of Yuan Tingchuan, could things really be that simple?

Outside, the wind was blowing and the clouds were rolling in all directions. Yuan Tingchuan sat on the sofa in the living room, holding the teacup with his thin and slender fingers, drinking tea while reading documents.

"You have stirred up a turmoil in H City with your own efforts, but you yourself are leisurely."

Du Ruo said this as she sat on the sofa and poured herself a cup of tea.

Yuan Tingchuan didn't even raise his eyelids. He flipped through the documents with his other hand and said slowly, "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. I want peace and quiet, but some people don't agree. As the saying goes, the first to strike is the strongest, and the last to strike will suffer. I can't be so passive."

"Is this matter related to the Qu family?"

Yuan Tingchuan casually threw a few photos on the coffee table to Du Ruo.

Du Ruo took it and took a look. It turned out to be a man dressed like a farmer, wearing a gray-blue cloth shirt and a pair of Liberation shoes covered in mud. He was squatting on the ground with a tobacco bag in his hand.

There were two people who looked like bodyguards in black next to him, and they were talking to him.

Yuan Tingchuan explained: "Those two bodyguards are from the Qu family. It seems that this matter is closely related to their family."

"Since the snake has already been dispatched, why don't you just report the incident?"

Yuan Tingchuan said coldly: "Report it? Not to mention how deep their roots are, it's hard to say whether this matter can be handled. Just look at how they schemed against me, I can't let them get away with it."