Tang Feng is the seventh day of the spring auction came, do not know these things, now understand why this afternoon's auction, there will be so many people to participate, why Qi Ning on stage to host the finale auction, the field can keep a silence.
It turns out that everyone is waiting to see this cultural relic identified by experts as a defective product, when it is auctioned as a finale, whether there will be a stupid B out bidding, or the auctioneer like a stupid B shout, but no one cares.
Tang Feng smiled bitterly.
I think I've really been a fool. But what are artifacts? It's just the rags left over from all dynasties! Maybe they have historical value, craft value, but absolutely no monetary value.
Their money value is coaxed up by these silly B buyers who have a few spare money to burn.
Tang Feng has always despised this behavior of positioning cultural relics with money value, but it is very helpless, in the economic and social, this has long been a popular trend.
After participating in the four-day spring photo shoot, Tang Feng also photographed several antiques.
After breakfast the next day, he took a taxi to Huabao International for the relevant formalities. Huabao International is on the top floor of Yunhong Building, 13th floor.
Tang Feng walked into the revolving door of the building and came head-on to a person, absent-minded, and did not look at the road, and ran straight into the revolving door.
Tang Feng pulled him a hand and said, "Watch the road!"
The man stopped in front of the revolving door and said "thank you."
Tang Feng a stay, this just to see that he is the old man who took the jade screen yesterday.
Now he carried a code box in his right hand, and a stack of file bags in his left hand, dark and worn, with letters printed on them, not in English but in Russian.
He came here today, obviously to receive the jade screen, estimated to be in the code box, but this dilapidated file bag, what is it?
Tang Feng was trying to chat up a trick to ask, when the revolving door had turned, and the old man followed him in.
Through the glass revolving door, Tang Feng saw the old man walking to the parking lot in front of the building. A Mercedes door opened and a young girl jumped out and reached for the old man's things.
The old man did not let her pick it up, and he took his things and sat in the car. The girl stamped her feet, sat in the driver's seat, and drove away.