Chapter 44: Fighting?

Author: I am the conductor

Chapter 44: Fighting?

After the sky-high price of 8 million yuan emerged, the peers present did not show any shocking expressions.

Tang Bohu's paintings of eight million are really not expensive.

But Lin Mo could no longer calm down after hearing this sentence. He was in a systematic way, but it is undeniable that, whether in his previous life or in this life, he was just an ordinary salary income person. For this reason, he heard eight hundred people.

Wanshi, it is impossible for you to say that he has no reaction at all.

Also shocked were the fans in the live broadcast room.

"Eight or eight million?"

"I'm going to be a god."

"This money will be enough for me for the rest of my life."

"Yoxi's life? You'll have enough to change three people to accompany you every day."

"I claim to be a social elite. I graduated from 985 and joined a listed company after college. Now my life is at its thirty. But as of now, let alone deposits of 8 million, I don't even have 800,000 yuan. Compare the anchor.

, My life is simply a failure."

"Isn't this the anchor invited a lot of people to come and act, right?"

"I feel like a script, too!"

In addition to being shocked, the fans in the live broadcast room were more likely to break the defense.

For 99% of the country's people, the number eight million is a number that they will never be exposed to in their entire lives.

Lin Mo made a fake painting at random and sold for this price. How could the audience not break the defense?

When breaking the defense, some netizens who don’t believe it think this is a script.

As soon as this remark came out, many netizens also agreed. In their opinion, this was simply incredible.

But just after this remark appeared.

Sixth Master, who had been diving, suddenly stood up and spoke.

"What script doesn't have scripts?"

"The painting made by this anchor is Tang Bohu's painting."

"Tang Bohu's paintings are high on the market, especially such good paintings are preserved."

"To be honest, I don't have money. If I have money, I would be willing to collect this painting with 10 million, not to mention eight million."

"I even say that if this painting is placed in an auction house, please ask all the bosses around the world who like calligraphy and paintings to come over, and the price may be doubled."

As Liu Ye finished speaking, netizens broke the defense again.

In their words, poverty makes them narrow-minded!!!

It was also when Liu Ye broke the defense of netizens for the second time.

Lin Mo kept brainwashing himself in his heart.

"Don't be greedy, don't be greedy!"

"Hold on, hold on!!"

Lin Mo felt a little uncomfortable, no, he felt very uncomfortable.

I am a little short of money now, and now others have given a sky-high price. He really wants to sell it, but he also knows that he can't sell it.

No, to be precise, he can sell it, but it must be sold in the form of modern handicrafts.

In other words, he must let the buyer know clearly that the painting is fake.

If the other party knows that this is fake and the other party is willing to collect it, then the transaction is reasonable.

Even if the official intervenes, the other party will have no choice.

Why? Because what I sell is not antiques, what I sell is modern handicrafts.

But no matter what.

At this time, Lin Mo was still in a state of struggle.

Also in the process of his struggle.

In the imperial capital, in a very hidden office area.

A woman in her early twenties was leaning on the sofa and watching Lin Mo's live broadcast.

When the price of eight million appeared in the live broadcast room, the woman muttered: "I wonder if this kid can withstand the temptation of money."

After muttering, she picked up her cell phone and called out.

"Director Huang, long time no see."

"I have something to do to pay attention to you."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

After making the phone call, the woman looked at Lin Mo's live broadcast room again.

at the same time.

In the office of Director Li, the blue landline on the table suddenly rang out.

Putting down the work in his hand, he slowly answered the phone.

"Hey, who?"

"Director Huang? Is there anything we need help?"

"she?"

"Okay, according to her wishes."

After answering the phone, Director Li's eyes were vague and he picked up the phone again the next second.

"Check what Lin Mo has been doing recently and report it to me as soon as possible."

After giving the order, Director Li sat on the sofa chair in the office for a while, and the phone rang about five minutes later.

"I made fake antiques and sold them to Panjiayuan? Someone has already offered to pay 8 million?"

"This kid is really good at making trouble. It used to be US dollars, but now it is a fake antique. God knows where he learned his skills."

"Okay, I get it."

After learning what Lin Mo has done, Director Li suddenly became clear. He finally understood why Director Huang called him. It seemed that someone was afraid that Lin Mo would not be able to withstand the temptation and thus went to crime.

The road is here.

Thinking of this, Director Li couldn't help but smile bitterly and then continued to work hard.

Let’s talk about Lin Mo’s place.

After a period of struggle, he still made the decision not to sell.

But he didn't plan to make it public now, but looked at another antique he made, and he also wanted to know how much this antique could sell.

"Boss Xu, we will talk about your affairs later. I am considering it."

As soon as these words came out, Boss Zhang, who had previously stood up and spoke.

"Little brother, if you sell with sincerity, Boss Xu's price is actually very reasonable."

"Tang Bohu's paintings are valuable, but many of them are not as simple as you think, especially don't use the price of the auction house as a measure. The prices of the auction house are inflated, and even some valuable paintings can be used.

They have been frying to tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, and the purpose of their doing this is not to like this painting, but to launder money.”

Boss Zhang felt that Lin Mo was a little greedy, so he stood up to be fair.

After he finished speaking, everyone behind nodded.

Everyone is a part of this industry, so naturally they know the value of this painting. To be honest, it is not too low for Boss Xu to be able to pay 8 million yuan.

But Lin Mo is not greedy, he has other hidden feelings, so he quickly explained with a smile.

"Boss Zhang, I don't mean that. I'm very satisfied with the price, but I'm here today to sell more than one thing, there's one here."

While talking, Lin Mo also pointed to another ancient porcelain on the street stall.

Under his guidance, most people realized that there was something else.

"Hey hey, boss, I want to collect this thing, please offer a price." Boss Li didn't expect Lin Mo to bring the topic to this jar, and for this, he became anxious.

"The same sentence, I don't know much about this, just offer the offer." Lin Mo did not offer the offer and said to Boss Li with a smile.

After the words came, many bosses behind who knew porcelain whispered in a low voice.

"This jar looks like an official kiln from the Song Dynasty."

"Yes, yes, it is the official kiln of the Song Dynasty."
To be continued...