Jiang Kai's words said that Lai Yutao was jumping straight. People in the auction house could not help laughing. They all said that Lai Yutao was the second generation ancestor with a head full of straw bags. Today, it seems that he really is. Even old Qian doesn't know him. He is still acting like a person in the auction house.
However, the people present did not expect that Lai Yutao would stand out for He Erye. It seems that today's auction is not the Shura Arena of He Family.
"It seems that I haven't been around for a long time, and my reputation in Jiangcheng is much worse than before." Qian Liqun seems not to care about Lai Yutao's ignorance of his own affairs, but looks at Jiang Kai, "I really don't have much ability, so this is my apprentice for the past two days. Please give me more advice."
Hearing this, everyone gasped. Jiang Kai, including him, didn't expect that he just wanted to throw the pot to Wanbao Tower. Why did he have another master for no reason?
Although Jiang Kai didn't know that Qian Liqun was an important task in the antique world at home and abroad, this did not affect the shock of everyone at this time. Other people who looked down on Jiang Kai at the auction immediately became mixed. If they could be old Qian's apprentice, they would have already stepped into the door of wealth with half a foot! What's more, Qian has never accepted an apprentice. Jiang Kai is really lucky.
However, He Erye, who had looked contemptuous before, had a sarcastic smile on his old face, which made the whole person feel like eating a dead fly.
"Boss." The staff of Wanbaolou looked at Zhang Chengzhi and nodded. The mobile phone in his hand was obviously just hung up. Zhang Chengzhi had already asked someone to call Lai Guodong when they could not stand still. I'm afraid that the son who didn't know he was shot.
As soon as Lai Yutao wanted to say something, he received the news from Lai Guodong, "You are a piece of junk! If you offended old Qian in the Wanbao Building and lost my face, don't hurry back to me!"
Who are Qian Lao and Jiang Kai? Even his father is afraid of him, but he can't lose his price and face in front of President He. That's really the end of him!
"Anyway, it's from the He family, and the rest of us can't justify taking pictures of it." Lai Yutao thought for a while, "No matter whether it's true or not, it should also be from the Second Master He!"
"You said that it was him. You are not only a mad dog dyed with fur, but also an obedient dog. You should act as a nursemaid at any rate. You can only say a few words back and forth, which is not professional." Jiang Kai looked at Lai Yutao funny, and turned to He Erye again. "This person's eyes are not very good, one in a hundred, and picked such a thing as you."
"Cut the crap, fan 150 thousand, shout!" He Erye didn't think that this kid named Lai was a brainless fool.
"Eighteen thousand yuan." He Lingwei slowly said.
The crowd gasped. They didn't expect that one fan could shoot 180000 yuan. Even Tang Yin's fans in the international market are at most 90000 yuan, but they were handed down from the Qing Dynasty and sold at such a high price.
"This fan..." Qian Laolao, who hadn't spoken for a long time, "This fan belongs to the girl of He Family." Qian Liqun looked at the fan carefully, and then began to speak slowly.
Jiang Kai blinked, and the air on the fan was fully displayed in his eyes. What he had just seen was the air contained in the real picture.
However, just now the old man said that the fan belonged to He Lingwei, which made him a little confused.
In the eyes of everyone, Qian Liqun took out a knife and gently scraped something from the fan, but in a moment, there was a layer of paper as thin as a cicada's wings on the fan.
"I thought the wax paper was used to keep the fan more complete, but..." Qian Liqun said, slowly lifting the wax paper on the fan again and again, "Boy, go and fetch a basin of water."
Qian Liqun said to Jiang Kai beside him, but his movements didn't stop at all. Jiang Kai could not help sighing that the old man was so capable that his hands were busy and his mouth could still explain his work.
Before Jiang Kai could move, under the command of Zhang Chengzhi, two hostesses walked onto the stage with a basin of water.
When he finished pulling down a piece of wax paper, he threw it directly into the water.
"Look! Look at the screen!"
"What is this?"
"The golden one is a word, isn't it? What kind of Lingwei kiss? Zi......"
"This is really for Miss He!"
……
He Lingwei can't help but rush to the auction table regardless of the eyes of people around him. I watched the wax paper in the water tank gradually sink, and a thin layer of gold powder floated on the water surface.
Maybe even He Lingwei didn't think that the information hidden in the fan was not the content of shares, but a simple letter from home. For others present, the value of the fan was the painting on it. As for He Lingwei, watching the gold powder on the water gradually disappear, this is the most valuable treasure.
"No, it's impossible!" He Erye couldn't believe that the fan he was planning to get only remembered a letter from his sister's family?
"He is the trust! He changed the words on the fan!" He Erye was obviously excited. He could not accept that what he had been looking for was such a useless thing.
"Then tell me what chance I have to write it on the fan?" Jiang Kai looked at He Erye. No wonder he could find Lai Yutao. The relationship between the two was silly.
Qian Liqun sighed a long time. He really didn't see the wrong person. If Jiang Kai hadn't saved the scene in time, he would have misjudged today.
Until all the gold powder sank, He Lingwei finally said slowly, "200 thousand, I bought the fan!"
"He Lingwei!" He Erye looked at He Lingwei with gnashing teeth. Until now, he still thought it was just a trap set by Jiang Kai and He Lingwei.
"There must be a limit to foolishness." Qian Liqun looked at Second Master He, "if you still feel that today's disgrace is not enough, I can go and have a good talk with your father. Do you think my little brother is a liar, so you don't believe me anymore?"
Old Qian's face was expressionless, but his tone was not angry. Jiang Kai couldn't stop looking at the old man beside him. It seemed that he had reported his thigh this time. The old man's identity had no mystery.
In the end, he couldn't stand Jiang Kai's unstoppable complacency on his face, and couldn't bear the compliments of He Lingwei from the people in the auction house. He gave a cold snort, turned and left, followed by Lai Yutao who just glared at them and hurried to catch up with them.
After the farce, Jiang Kai and He Lingwei helped Qian Lao down the auction table.
"Ouch, the old man is really short of managers."
"Thank you, Mr. Qian. I don't know who owns that fan today..." He Lingwei said with some sadness.
"Your grandfather and I were friends, and I saw you as a baby." Old Qian's voice was a little more reminiscent
Jiang Kai is slightly different. He has never said his name. How did the old man know that?
"Then again, Jiang Kai, I want to take you as my disciple. I don't know what you mean."