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Meng Zitao said: "We'll talk about this later. You tell me first, what did he just say to you?"
Qian Siling looked at Meng Zitao and was very curious: "Why do you feel so nagging? If you don't say it, I won't say it either."
"I just think there is something wrong with him." Meng Zitao said.
"What's the problem?" Qian Siling looked a little surprised: "You don't mean to say that he deliberately identified falsehoods as true, right?"
Meng Zitao shook his head: "That's not true, but he can tell whether it is true or false."
Qian Siling was stunned: "Uh no way."
Meng Zitao chuckled, there are too many various activities in the antique world, and anyone can do anything for money. It is not uncommon to find out whether it is genuine or fake, but it is not uncommon to buy it at a low price.
"Okay, it's your turn."
"He asked me to edit the identification of No. 396." Qian Siling was also smart and immediately reacted: "Is there something wrong with No. 396?"
"You guessed it right, it's the collection that I said was authentic or fake."
Meng Zitao sneered secretly, this Song Zhiwei's appearance is really ugly, he actually used this method, do you really think he doesn't exist? Moreover, when an incident occurs in the future, as an expert who conducts appraisals together, he will be more or less involved, and he must take care of this matter.
Qian Siling was quite shocked. After being stunned for a while, she asked, "How much is that antique worth?"
"About 400,000," Meng Zitao said.
"No!" Qian Siling said with some confusion: "As far as I know, Song Zhiwei is not a man short of money. His collection is worth at least 20 to 30 million. As for doing this for a piece of blue and white porcelain worth about 400,000, Some kind of business?"
Meng Zitao also felt a little strange after hearing these words, because with the attitude of the treasure holder, the final purchase price would not be lower, so Song Zhiwei's final income would not be high, so why would he do such a thing?
But thinking about what Song Zhiwei did before and the help he asked Qian Siling for, Meng Zitao felt that there was still something wrong with him. Maybe Song Zhiwei was very greedy?
"Maybe he has other plans." Meng Zitao thought.
"Brother-in-law, how do you plan to deal with his affairs?" Qian Siling asked.
Meng Zitao said: "In any case, it is true that he made a mistake in the identification. As for his purpose, I will investigate again. I would like to remind you not to have too much contact with him during this period."
Qian Siling said: "Don't worry, he and I just know each other, but there is no such thing as any shady activities. Do you have anything else to do?"
Meng Zitao smiled and shook his head.
"Then you go to eat first. Unfortunately, I still have some unfinished work over there." Qian Siling made a sad expression.
"Okay, let's talk later."
"Okay Oh, by the way, our director is here too. This old guy is not a good guy. Be careful."
Meng Zitao said he understood, said goodbye to Qian Siling, and walked towards the restaurant.
The experts have all arrived, and there is also a middle-aged man sitting there. This man's waist is like an oil drum, his whole face looks like flesh, and his five senses can't be seen clearly. He is Qian Siling. Director Zeng.
Meng Zitao walked to the dining table and said apologetically: "I'm sorry for being late and keeping everyone waiting."
Everyone politely said it was okay.
Director Zeng stood up, stretched out a big fat hand, and said with a smile: "Teacher Meng is indeed Mr. Zheng's favorite disciple, and his eyesight is indeed outstanding, haha!"
Meng Zitao smiled indifferently. He had heard such praise many times, and he knew that he would never take it to heart.
After a few polite words, Director Zeng invited everyone to dinner, and everyone started chatting about various rumors about antiques.
During this period, except for enjoying the food, Meng Zitao sat quietly without making any comments. It seemed that he didn't care what others said, but he seemed to weigh everyone's words carefully, which made people feel that he was a bit mysterious.
"Why are you pretending to be serious!" Song Zhiwei was a little dissatisfied. His first impression of Meng Zitao was not very good. Maybe it was because he felt that Meng Zitao was not worthy of his current status, or because he was born with a hard time dealing with it. He just felt that Meng Zitao was very Hate.
"Mr. Meng, let's not talk about the authenticity of this piece of porcelain. Do you think it is closer to Song Jun or Yuan Jun?"
Song Zhiwei said that some time ago, a collector sent him several photos of Jun porcelain pieces and asked him to identify them. He concluded at that time that they were fakes that had been treated with acid to make them look older.
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"Brother-in-law, I heard that you had a conflict with Song Zhiwei?" Qian Siling asked in a low voice.
Meng Zitao smiled and said: "What's the conflict? I just pointed out his mistake. Isn't this okay? If this makes it difficult for you, then I will not participate in the appraisal in the afternoon, which will save me some time."
"How can it be so difficult!" Qian Siling said quickly: "As the old saying goes, without Zhang Butcher, we can still eat pigs with hair on them? If it weren't for the director's relationship, who would have gotten him as an appraisal expert? It's just that he would have been the appraisal expert. , because he left as the director, I don¡¯t have to give him face, but I have to give him face. So don¡¯t get along with him for a while. Of course, if he dares to mess with you, it¡¯s up to you.¡±
Meng Zitao smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'm not the one causing trouble. I guess he is also a sensible person who will take care of the 'overall situation'." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com