Grand Collection

8 million Hong Kong dollars, equivalent to 6.3 million yuan, and 2.4 tons of gold, far exceeding the 2 tons of gold in the "Ghost Valley Down the Mountain" that year, becoming a well-deserved world record for Chinese artwork.

Coming out of the convention and exhibition center, Kong Xin opened the car door and looked back at the luxury auction venue worth over [-] million yuan, with complicated eyes.

"Why are you in a daze?" Wang Baxian pushed him into the car from behind, and said to the driver, "Please drive back to the palace."

driver:"……"

Back home, Meixue asked for leave to study recipes at home to entertain her sons, saw them come back, and served delicate desserts, "My sons, look at my new almond coconut milk sago dew, how about it? "

Luo Zigeng smiled and dug a spoonful, full of praise, "It's delicious! Aunt Mei's craftsmanship is really good!"

"Of course, I practiced seven times." Mei Xue raised her eyebrows triumphantly, and her eyes fell on Kong Xin. "My dear, why are you so disgraced? Who bullied you? Mom will help you teach him a lesson!"

"8 million Hong Kong dollars," Kong Xin murmured while lying on the sofa, "8 million Hong Kong dollars, who is so rich?"

Mei Xue didn't go to the auction, but she also received the news that the auction had set a record. She sat on the sofa and stroked her son's hair, "There are always a lot of big money in the world. My son, collection depends on fate, you can't force it."

"I just can't accept it," Kong Xin said with confusion in his eyes, "Mom, you don't know how important this pierced ear bottle is to me. I... I bought it five years ago, and then Xiaomeng got into a car accident..."

"I know, I know," Mei Xue looked at him with pity, she divorced within three years after giving birth to a pair of children, and came to Hong Kong alone to work hard, although this son quickly became a young man in the antique shop under the guidance of Kong Yangshan A leader, but no matter how old the son is, in the mother's heart, he is still the fragile child who needs to be taken care of, not to mention that he has never fulfilled his mother's responsibility at all.

The door slammed, and Wang Baxian walked in while hanging up the phone, "I fell into a thunderbolt, Kong Xin, Zigeng, do you know who the prodigal son who paid 8 million yuan is?"

Kong Xin sat up straight, "Who?"

"Han Ye!" Wang Baxian sat down on the sofa, grabbed the dessert on the coffee table and poured half a bowl into his mouth, babbling, "Hey, the taste is good, but Aunt Mei, the amount is not enough."

Mei Xue: "..."

Kong Xin frowned, "Han Ye likes antiques so much?"

"I like a fart," Wang Baxian babbled and ate all the desserts in the bowls of three people, slurring his speech, "He can't tell the difference between the ear bottle and the elephant ear bottle. This kid only killed his own father last year. It is estimated that With such a large family property, I don’t know how to lose.”

Luo Zigeng thought for a while, "Can we visit this person? I want to see the pierced ear bottle again."

"You still think it's fake?"

Luo Zigeng shook his head, "I can't express this feeling, I just feel awkward, it's the feeling that everyone feels when they see fakes."

Kong Xin raised Wang Baxian's double chin with his index finger, "Is the prince capable enough? Can you arrange to meet Han Ye?"

A particularly wretched smile floated on Wang Baxian's face, "This king is beyond my reach."

"There are still ladies here, what dirty jokes are you talking about!" Mei Xue slapped him and said to Kong, "I can help you meet him."

"Ok?"

Mei Xue said with a smile, "The jewelry department plans to hold a special auction for jadeite jewelry, and Mr. Han's first wife has a special liking for jadeite. We are in contact with the Han family and hope to collect a few good-quality items. Maybe I can help you connect."

Wang Baxian shyly said, "Ah, Aunt Mei is the best! Awesome!"

Mei Xue: "Sister Mei!"

Wang Baxian: "..."

Meixue was very efficient, so she made an appointment to visit the Han family the next day, and drove the three of them outside the Han family mansion. Wang Baxian stood outside the villa and raised his head, with a silly expression on his face, "Hey, this is not a villa, this is the palace Ah, so rich."

Mei Xue lowered her voice, "That's why everyone suspects that the Han family is in the arms business. Otherwise, how could they get so much money? Look, one guard every ten steps. If the money is clean, how can you be so cautious."

"Their bodyguards aren't hourly workers, are they?" Wang Baxian was envious, "Wouldn't you ask the master for salary after work?"

Kong Xin sneered, "He is a real bodyguard, not hired by your housekeeping company."

Luo Zigeng looked at Kong Xin, "Like this style?"

"I don't like it," Kong Xin shook his head, "I think it's more comfortable to live in a smaller place. There are only two of us in total. Is it necessary to live in such a big house?"

The four of them walked in while talking, when suddenly two cars honked from behind, and a bodyguard ran over to signal them to stand by the side of the road. Kong Xin turned his head and looked at the Porsche that was slowly driving in.

The car was parked outside the villa, the bodyguard trotted over, opened the car door respectfully, a thin man got down from the back seat, took off his sunglasses, raised his head, and looked at Kong Xin across the air.

In an instant, Kong Xin felt that all the blood in his body was drained.

Neither of them spoke, they looked at each other calmly, after a while, Meng Xin said indifferently, "Long time no see."

With a ball of cotton stuffed in Kong Xin's throat, he said in a low voice, "Xiao Meng, you..."

"Come in and talk," Meng Xin raised her leg and walked into the villa.

The person whom he had worried about for five years suddenly appeared in front of him. Kong Xin didn't know what expression he should use to see him. For Meng Xin, he had envy and jealousy, but more importantly, he had an inseparable friendship. .

Kong Xin has seen countless people in his life, but there are only a few people who really treat him as friends.

He once thought that Meng Xin was dead, but in an instant, the whole sky was completely dark. It was a heart-rending pain like being cut off by someone.

Now, this person stood in front of him intact, and greeted him to come in and chat like a master, this feeling was more painful than the piercing pain.

Luo Zigeng held his hand tightly, "It's nothing, Brother Kong, think about the best in everything, maybe Brother Meng has some difficulties."

"Well," Kong Xin was led into the villa by him in a numb manner.

Han Ye was only 22 years old, but he was as calm as a 40-year-old. Several people walked into the living room. Han Ye was talking to Meng Xin, and stood up and shook hands with Mei Xue.

Mei Xue took out her computer and said with a smile, "Mr. Han, I am very glad to meet you. Regarding Lingci's jade jewelry, we have several proposals..."

Kong Xin was sitting next to Mei Xue as his assistant, while Luo Zigeng and Wang Baxian stood behind them in suits and leather shoes, one fat and one thin, like a pair of humming generals and two expressionless bodyguards.

Han Ye glanced at her plan and said lazily, "I believe in Sotheby's ability, you can handle this batch of jewelry as you please."

"Thank you Mr. Han for your trust," Mei Xue smiled, pulled Kong Xin and said to Han Ye, "This is my son, Kong Xin, who is considered a well-known antique dealer in mainland China. Boss Han bid to the end."

Kong Xin stood up and stretched out his hand, smiling all over his face, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Han."

Han Ye shook hands with him, broke up immediately, and said coldly, "Is Kong Xin right? I've known you for a long time. I'm sorry to snatch the firewood kiln from Boss Kong. I hope Boss Kong can control himself in the future and don't just hit other people's things." idea."

The atmosphere in the living room was as cold as freezing in an instant. Kong Xin glanced at Han Ye and Meng Xin complicatedly, and a bold guess arose in his heart.

——According to various sources, Han Ye is a gloomy person, but when they entered the door, they clearly saw Han Ye smiling very gently at Meng Xin...

"Fuck," Wang Baxian was the first to blow his hair, twitching his cheeks with a smirk, "Mr. Han is awesome, your stuff? I'm so stupid that I can't tell that Mr. Han is referring to the piercing ear bottle." Is it someone? Oops, you are a good mandarin learner, and you can even use puns, but the Han nationality has a 5000-year-old Chinese civilization, but you can’t just understand puns, right? Your Chinese teacher didn’t teach you Cultural people should be reserved? Or are you being poisoned by capitalism and want to take the unrestrained line? Come on, since you are taking the unrestrained line, let’s be a little more unrestrained. Do you dare to explain what you and our girl Meng Relationship? My brothers all grew up wearing crotch pants with Meng Xin..."

Han Ye's face darkened, and the bodyguards behind him immediately took a step forward and pressed their waists, as if they were about to draw their guns.

Not to be outdone, Wang Baxian tucked his right hand into his suit and yelled, "What's the matter? If you can't say it, you're going to fight?"

"A Ye, let your people go out," Meng Xin said coldly, "Wang Baxian, put down the gun."

With a wave of Han Ye's hand, the bodyguards exited the living room in a silent and orderly manner.

"Oh, Xiao Meng, what are you talking about? Guns and ammunition are so dangerous. He just smoked a cigarette." Wang Baxian sucked his teeth viciously, took his hand out of his suit, and held a pack of Nine-Five Supreme in his hand. Popped one out and handed it to Han Ye, "Mr. Han, take one?"

Han Ye's face was very ugly.

Meng Xin showed no expression, and said flatly, "A Ye, you have a little misunderstanding with them, these people are all my friends."

Wang Baxian hummed, "Friend? Don't dare to be."

Meng Xin fell silent.

Kong said, "Xiao Meng, I want to hear your explanation."

Meng Xin nodded, "Go to my house in the afternoon, and I will explain everything that happened in the past five years."

"No!" Han Ye suddenly said, "They can't go to your house."

"Aye."

Han Ye was stubborn and looked at him frantically, "If you dare to let others go to your house, I will kill them."

There was a trace of pain in Meng Xin's eyes, but it was only fleeting, and he said lightly, "Well, here it is, Aye, you told me that Sotheby's sent the ear bottle? Ashin and the others know all about antiques. , I would like to invite them to appreciate it together.”

Han Ye nodded, "I'll give you the bottle, and it's yours. It's your freedom to ask whoever you like to appreciate it."

Wang Baxian sat on the sofa carelessly, "Hey, Miss Meng, are you two stupid or dumbfounded? Is the pierced ear bottle in your hands, and then you take it to auction, and Uncle Han will spend another 8 million Buy it back and give it to you? Oh, no, it’s 8 million and a half after including the commission, what kind of interest are you two little lovers playing?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Meng Xin said, "Things are not what you imagined. The Guan Er Ping was not in my hands five years ago, and Han Ye and I are not lovers."

The ear piercing bottle has just been delivered to Han's house and has not been opened yet. Several servants carefully carried it over and placed it on the coffee table in the middle of the living room. The ear bottle appeared in front of everyone.

——Thin tire and thin glaze, the sky is blue after the rain, the precious light flows, and it is gorgeous...

"How is it possible?" Meng Xin cried out in pain, her hands trembling as she stroked the clear thin glaze of the piercing ear bottle, "It's impossible, it's impossible..."

Kong Xin shook his head, "What's wrong?"

"It's a fake, a fake..." Meng Xin's lips trembled, "This is not the pierced ear bottle."