A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

Andrew is a little depressed these days. His behind-the-scenes boss Jessica has developed a keen interest in antiques and art and requires a large collection of these items.

This is not surprising. After all, many agents in the Financial City go to major auction houses such as Sotheby's and Christie's to participate in bidding on behalf of the bosses behind the scenes.

Reporters and media could only capture the scene of agents frantically raising placards to bid, but it was difficult to know who the mysterious collector behind them was.

But Jessica had no patience at all and had no interest in bidding with a bunch of Muggles. She now wants Andrew to collect them immediately, not just for collection but to decorate her living room.

Andrew had no choice but to find an art dealer in order to complete the task. These traders consider themselves elegant, but they are just a different kind of vampires.

They kept talking about Leonardo da Vinci, Van Gogh, and Millet, but what they did was despicable. Cheating and stealing are all routine operations. They even colluded with museums and customs to smuggle various works of art.

Today, several art dealers came to his office as guests. This group of sharks smelling the smell of blood, in addition to the British, also came from the United States, the Netherlands, Turkey and other places.

They carried thick photo albums, showed very friendly smiles, and strongly recommended the artworks they found to Andrew.

Andrew has a good reputation in their circle. Friends use three words to describe him: stupid, rich, and quick.

They couldn't wait to open the photo album and introduce each one to Andrew. Sculptures, ceramics, oil paintings, manuscripts...the dazzling array of various works of art dazzled Andrew. He was wondering whether he should find a consultant to help him check things out.

Hasman said to him kindly: "Mr. Andrew, this blue and white porcelain is rare in the world."

"But it still contains a CD. If it's really rare, can you wait until I take action? I'm afraid you would have sent it to the auction house a long time ago." Andrew shook his head and was not optimistic about the jar in the photo.

The porcelain jar is painted with an old man riding in a cart. The cart is not pulled by horses, but by two beasts that look like tigers and leopards.

"But it's cheap! This porcelain jar only costs one hundred thousand pounds. I found it specially for you from the Netherlands."

"One hundred thousand?" Andrew felt that it was not expensive.

The other art dealers secretly exchanged glances. They had all seen this large porcelain jar before. About ten years ago, Christie's sent experts to look at it and estimated it at only a few thousand dollars.

This news only circulated within their circle, and no outsiders could learn about it. But Hussmann's asking price of 100,000 pounds really surprised them.

Hussman saw Andrew's hesitation and hinted that he could give him a certain kickback. rebate? Who are you looking down on? Not only tens of thousands of pounds, but not as expensive as the red wine he usually drinks.

"fifty thousand."

"Eighty thousand, it can't go any lower." Haasman said in one bite. He pretended to be very embarrassed, but his heart was pounding.

"Okay, you have to send it as soon as possible." Andrew took out a check book, wrote the amount and tore it to Hussman.

When other people saw Andrew's signature gesture, they said in their hearts that you are so handsome. They couldn't wait to recommend it to Andrew one by one, and the quoted prices seemed outrageous to each other.

"Andrew, what's the name of the company you were asked to acquire last year?" Rogge opened the door, and the lively atmosphere in the room suddenly calmed down.

"Mr. Rogge!" A beaming Andrew quickly stood up, straightened his clothes and walked quickly, "Why didn't you say you were here?"

"Diana, two cups of tea."

"Hey, you changed your secretary again? Diana has the same name as the British princess." Rogge looked at the new secretary's beautiful figure and hairstyle that resembled the princess, and his tone was naughty. He said in his heart, "What a great guy, Andrew is really having fun."

"This is this?" Rogge looked at the group of art dealers, who also looked over with curiosity.

"These are famous art dealers in Europe." Andrew complained to Rogge with a wry smile: "I can't understand some of the photos they brought. Alas, if Jessica hadn't asked for it, I might never be with them in my life. Deal.”

"It's just some money. As long as my mother is happy, it's more expensive. What's the name of the company you acquired last year? I'll go take a look."

Andrew's heart skipped a beat. This company is a gold-swallowing beast, and its embellished financial report is also a headache: "Oh, you're talking about Cambridge Medical Company. I'll go find their financial report for you last year."

"Financial reports are not necessary..."

Several art dealers heard their exchanges and exchanged information in whispers, discussing Rogge's background: "This should be the child of the family behind Andrew."

"I heard that the family's name is Travis. I've never heard of it before. Are they the new British rich?"

"I don't know. I haven't met him in British circles. Maybe this family doesn't have much money and can't enter the upper circles."

"But I look at Andrew's spending and style, and Travis doesn't look like he has any money."

"It must not be a great family, otherwise he wouldn't buy an eighty thousand pound porcelain vase."

"Hey, after all, don't involve me." Hasman was a little unhappy. "We are all talking about business. If you can't sell it, don't involve me."

When Andrew heard their noise, he couldn't help frowning: "Do you want them to go out first?"

"No, show me the roster you recently acquired." Rogge glanced at the group of people without revealing any trace. Although he doesn't mind spending money, he won't tolerate being taken advantage of.

Andrew handed over the roster anxiously, and Roger flipped through it quickly. There was no big problem.

Andrew was careful not to acquire more than a million pieces of art. In the trading market, he is just a new player.

"This is?" When Rogge saw one of the items, his eyes flashed with excitement. Isn't this the legendary Yuan Qinghua Guiguzi coming down the mountain?

Yuan blue and white Guiguzi is a very precious porcelain. After 2000, it was crazily sought after by some groups in the Far East who got rich first.

Historically, this porcelain jar caused fierce competition in the auction market and was eventually sold for 14 million pounds, setting an auction record.

He looked up at Andrew with a meaningful look in his eyes. Yes, you can actually pick up the ultimate invincible leak.

"I just bought this from Hussman." Andrew was a little frightened by Roger's eyes and quickly waved to Hussman to introduce him.

"Sir, this is an exquisite Ming blue and white porcelain jar, very precious porcelain." Hasman introduced confidently, "Look at the white glaze and blue and white patterns, which are extremely exquisite."

In fact, Hussmann was just an antique dealer and knew nothing about porcelain. But in front of customers, he must pretend to be an expert. After all, he is still an expert, and he can fool laymen by talking about a few special terms.

Rogge smiled and his eyes fell on the photo involuntarily. It seemed to remind itself that art from the Far East now living abroad is worthless. For just tens of thousands of pounds, you can buy a national treasure that will be astronomical in price for future generations.

"Andrew, do your best. If you have time, help me buy more Far Eastern antiques. Money is not an issue. The important thing is that the things must be authentic."

"Huh?" Andrew was a little frustrated. Instead of reducing his workload, it actually increased.

But when he saw Rogge's serious expression, he knew he couldn't escape. He had no choice but to comfort himself. Art also had investment properties, so it could be considered his job.

After sending away the group of cultural relic dealers, the two of them rushed to Cambridge by car. Rogge pointed the porcelain jar to him: "This is not Ming blue and white, but Yuan blue and white."

"Yuan Qinghua? Is there any difference?"

"In terms of value, Yuan blue and white are equivalent to the master works of Michelangelo and Leonardo da Vinci, while Ming blue and white are equivalent to the works of artists such as Ostad and Minia."

Andrew looked confused. He had heard of the first two, but he had never heard of the latter two. But he also understood what Rogge meant. This big porcelain jar was very valuable.

"What I bought for 80,000 yuan can be sold for hundreds of thousands of pounds?"

Roger shook his head, "Andrew, art is priceless."

Andrew chuckled to himself, if art is really priceless, what are those antique dealers?

"How many millions?" he asked tentatively.

"I told you, it's equivalent to Michelangelo's work. How about I give you a few million and you go buy me the statue of David?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Andrew shook his head and flatly refused: "That is Michelangelo's work. You can't buy it for tens of millions of pounds. It is not for sale!"

Then, Andrew suddenly understood something. He looked at the photo of the large Yuan blue and white porcelain vase, and his hands were trembling: "You, you mean! Just this big porcelain vase can be sold for tens of millions of pounds?"

Rogge's eyes flashed with wisdom and ambition, and he said to Andrew: "You underestimate it too much. Keep an eye on that Dutch antique dealer, I don't want anything to happen to it."

"I understand, I understand." Andrew nodded.

Something worth tens of millions is no longer an antique, but an important asset. Even if you hurt yourself, you can't hurt it.

"After sending it over, don't publicize it first, and slowly spread the news to the outside world. Let the legend of it spread among the collecting circles in Europe, America, and the Far East."

Andrew understands Rogge's plan. It's just like the stock market. Only when there is news can the leeks come in. In other words, this is a long-term investment and value creation.

Compared with various news in the financial market, their news is still true.

"During this period, you can purchase Far Eastern cultural relics in large sums. Don't be afraid of the price. When the time comes, appraisal, hype, world tour, and insurance will be integrated. All operations are to drive up the price. In a few years, adding two zeros will count as a cheap sale."

Andrew has been convinced by Roger's plan, and he sees broader opportunities and wealth. As long as their strategy is right, this large Yuan blue and white porcelain vase will become a huge asset, even as good as the financial products in his hands.

"Don't be afraid of spending money. We can even build a showroom for them in London. As for the location, choose Chinatown." Rogge's eyes are fixed on the future. He is ready to build a long-term and stable collection and investment empire, and this yuan Blue and white are just the beginning of his plan.

Although Guiguzi Xiashan set a new auction record in history, tens of millions of pounds was still too little for Rogge. As long as the operation is done correctly and the time is right, hundreds of millions of pounds is possible.

He knows those rich people from the Far East very well. They have so much money that they don’t know how to spend it. After such a painful experience, Roger naturally wanted to help them solve their problems.

After all, his purpose is: art, not pitting the poor.