God Level Golden Eye

Song Yun quickly saw the batch of antiques that Han Xue said, his expression was nothing but serious, and now it became very serious right now.

"Song Yun, what Mr. Xu Desheng said is right?!"

Han Xue saw Song Yun's face like this, in fact, there are already several things in her heart that are true, but she just didn't give up and asked again.

"Ok!"

"Yes, it's not wrong. Mr. Xu Desheng's judgment is correct. There is indeed a problem with this batch of antiques you received."

Song Yun looked at the dozen or so antiques on the table in front of him again, and his expression looked a little ugly.

The style of this batch of antiques collected by Han Xue is exactly the same as that of Jiang Mengyao's case. In other words, this batch of antiques is likely to be dirty.

The source of some items auctioned by the auction house is not so clear, and even must be kept secret, but there is a category of auction items, basically no auction house is willing to contact, it is really the consequence of being discovered in a public auction It will be very serious.

"Hey!"

"This is really troublesome!"

For Han Xue's last glimmer, hope was shattered, Xu Desheng said so, even Song Yun said so, then this matter is a certainty, there can be no accident at all.

"This can only be said to be a blessing in misfortune. At this time, it is better to find that it is better than when it was actually sold at auction."

Song Yun could only comfort Han Xue in this way.

"It can only be thought of like this!"

"This time, luck is indeed very good. For this batch of antiques, we originally planned to take photos and print the catalog and distribute them publicly. At the last moment, Mr. Xu Desheng happened to have a look and found the problem."

When Han Xue thought of this, she couldn't help being afraid. The value of the previous batch of antiques was not too high. Most of them were worth over 1 million. It is impossible for Xu Deyuan to win over Zhu Deyuan, including Song Yun. Such a master personally looked at it, and it was really a problem that was discovered only after great luck.

"What are you going to do now?!"

Song Yun glanced at the antiques on the table again. This matter is becoming more and more complicated now, and it seems that he really doesn't know when it will be completely resolved.

"After you are sure that it is indeed likely to be that batch of antiques, I will contact Jiang Mengyao here and she will deal with it. We have nothing to do with this issue."

Han Xue has already figured out a strategy to deal with it. Since this antique has a problem, the best way is to hand it over to someone like Jiang Mengyao. The information about the person who sent it to the auction will also be handed over to Jiang Mengyao, and then The things that come down are related to himself and Xie Feng, which are especially suitable for auction houses. There is no bigger relationship, just to cooperate with the work.

Song Yun nodded. It was indeed like this. Now that the auction house is going to investigate and deal with it, it is no longer appropriate. Handing it over to Jiang Mengyao is the best way.

Song Yun stayed in Han Xue’s office until Jiang Mengyao came over and explained the matter briefly. Jiang Mengyao had a very headache. He did not expect that such a clue would suddenly appear in the auction house. More importantly, There is no final statement about this case. My immediate superiors are trying to make this case an ironclad case, and the case is closed. However, all the antiques that have been seized are all fake, so the problem is more serious. .

Song Yun didn't stay longer at the auction house. There was no good way to throw away these antiques, which made Jiang Mengyao a headache.

Song Yun returned to the Treasure Pavilion. As soon as he sat down, he saw Tang Miaomiao hurriedly walk in, even taking a trot.

"Sister Tang, what is going on with you? Why are you in such a hurry?!"

Song Yun was very surprised. There were very few cases of Tang Miaomiao's failure.

"Jiang Mengyao just called me and said that a batch of antiques was found at the auction house. It is very likely that the batch was lost. Is there such a thing?!"

Tang Miaomiao took a few breaths, and immediately asked Song Yun. When she received a call from Jiang Mengyao, she was chatting with a friend. To be precise, she was looking at an antique. This antique was very familiar. It was very similar to the batch of antiques I saw in the bureau before, and Jiang Mengyao said that he didn't have the mind to look at antiques anymore, and hurried back immediately.

"That's right, there is such a thing. I just came back from the auction house. I waited for Jiang Mengyao to arrive at the auction house."

Song Yun said, putting the brewed tea in front of Tang Miaomiao.