C37 Beauty Bath
C37 Beauty Bath
The value of its collection and its historical value is in the billions.
The person who was able to participate in this antiques exhibition was not the rising star of the business world.
Even if she could get one of them to work with her, even if it was the old man, he would have to consider his position as the CEO.
Wang Ziyan also knew that Lin Faang would go to a place like welfare house when he had nothing better to do. It was only because of his kindness that she hadn't divorced Lin Faang yet.
He just didn't think that Lin Faang would actually be able to meet such a powerful person in welfare house.
"I need to prepare!"
Wang Ziyan stood up in a hurry, turned around and went into the small room next door and changed her clothes.
Outside the red shirt was a small square lace gown with ink-like black hair scattered behind her back. The purple silk thread hung a bunch of small hair by her ears, and around her fair neck hung a beautiful necklace. Other than the wedding ring Lin Faang gave her, there were no other accessories on her hands.
Everything was dressed in such luxurious and exquisite attire, but no one could feel any unnecessary and cumbersome at all, as if she should have been dressed like this in the first place.
"Let's go!" Wang Ziyan said softly.
Lin Faang nodded and walked out of the office side by side with Wang Ziyan. They went to the parking lot and drove to the antique exhibition.
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At the Antique Exhibition.
Wang Ziyan looked nervous.
It was Lin Faang's first time seeing Wang Ziyan so nervous. He smiled slightly and felt that she was very cute.
"I will take care of everything! "Don't worry."
"Relying on you? It's more comforting to rely on yourself. "
Wang Ziyan rolled her eyes at Lin Faang and walked into the venue.
Every single person in the venue could be called out by name within the Tianhua City, or even in the entire province.
Every single one of them was either rich or noble. If they didn't have over a hundred million property, then they had their own high officials.
Most of them only glanced at Lin Faang and Lin Faang's entrance, before turning their heads to look at each other.
Only a small portion of the people looked at Wang Ziyan with gazes of astonishment and admiration.
At this time, Wang Ziyan noticed a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit. Judging from his short black and white hair, he was at least over forty years old.
Wang Ziyan walked towards him with Lin Faang following behind her.
Zheng Jiaming frowned as he looked at the works in the glass cabinet.
"Why does this beauty of the Tang Sect look so strange when she comes out of the bath?"
"Director Zheng."
Zheng Jiaming turned around and saw Wang Ziyan. He smiled, but a look of annoyance flashed across his eyes.
"It's Ziyan. She came to visit an antique today?"
"You can say that! "But today, I didn't expect to see Director Li here. I wonder what's the situation with the previous plan?"
"Ha ha!" Zheng Jiaming smiled. "Ziyan, it's better not to talk about work at a time like this. How about we talk about this painting? I feel that it's a bit weird. What do you think?"
Wang Ziyan glanced at the painting. How could she understand this? She had studied economics and finance in university and had only learned a little music and painting as a personal hobby. She really didn't know anything about antiques like this.
"It's quite strange, especially because of this piece of paper."
Lin Faang saw through Wang Ziyan's predicament and stepped forward to help his wife.
"Is this a?"
Zheng JiaMing looked at Lin Faang and asked Wang Ziyan.
"My husband, Lin Faang, knows a little about Chinese painting. If there's anything wrong, please forgive him."
Wang Ziyan secretly pulled Lin Faang and glared at him, telling him not to speak carelessly.
"Oh!"
Zheng Jianming nodded. He turned around and focused his attention on the paper. He didn't feel anything was wrong.
"Little brother, tell me, what's wrong with this paper?"
Lin Faang smiled, "Paper is no problem, it's the real Xuan paper."
As soon as Lin Faang finished his sentence, Zheng Jiaming's face turned dark.
"What a joke. Would I not understand that this is Xuan paper?"
"Little brother, you should know what I mean. Why are you making fun of me?"
Lin Faang shook his head, "There's no problem with this paper. What's wrong is the painting."
Zheng Jianming frowned. He had originally said that there was a problem with the paper, but now that he had said there was a problem, he was clearly toying with him.
"Humph!"
Zheng Jiaming snorted coldly, turned around, and left.
"You don't know if you can stop talking. Do you know how important Zheng Jiaming's plan is to me?"
Wang Ziyan was so angry that her face turned red and her chest rose and fell slightly. With Lin Faang messing her up, Zheng Jiaming would definitely stop thinking about the plan.
Lin Faang looked at his wife with a wronged expression, "I'm not spouting nonsense, I'm speaking the truth. There's indeed something wrong with this painting."
When Wang Ziyan saw Lin Faang's unrepentant appearance, she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in her heart.
But soon, it became quiet again. It was all thanks to Lin Faang that she was able to come here.
Furthermore, she came here with the intention to give it a try. To be honest, the chance of Zheng Jianming working with her was less than one percent. There was no need for her to be so angry.
"Forget it, I'll just take it as pulling you out to see the world."
Lin Faang helplessly raised the left corner of his mouth. What he said was true. There really was something wrong with that painting, why didn't she believe him?
The two people walked around for a while.
Wang Ziyan was more relaxed as she was here to see the world. She didn't have to keep an eye on other people.
At noon.
Antiques exhibition, and also responsible for everyone's lunch.
Moreover, after lunch, there was a charity auction. All of the money from the auction would be donated to the charity.
The arrangement of the seats was also written on the tickets. The Lin Faang duo's seats were at the front, in the third row.
In the beginning, the items that appeared were all the works of children or new people.
Truth be told, its value was not high. It would be worthless outside.
However, in the name of charity, the value of these things were immediately multiplied by countless times.
Of course, the only reason the merchants were willing to spend this money and buy these worthless things was because of the name of philanthropist.
When there were news reports, they would naturally add the word philanthropist to it.
Honor is something everyone here cares about.
Only after these small items were sold did the auction finally begin.
This was what the true elders valued.
During this time, Zheng Jianming had been auctioning off a few good items.
It would at least cost 200 million.
At this time, the picture of Tang Bohu's beauty was solemnly released.
The auctioneer picked up the microphone and his voice traveled through it to the entire venue.
"There's no need to talk so much. The beauty of the previous generation's famous painter, Tang Gu Zong, came out of the bath. After many experts had appraised it, this painting was a fake.
Zheng Jianming, who was sitting below the stage, watched the beauty come out of her bath on the stage. Hearing the auctioneer's words, he couldn't help but nod his head in satisfaction.