Happy Little Mayor

Wang Bo listened and nodded repeatedly, comforting them that it was not a pyramid scheme, this stuff was imported from abroad. Now even if he really wants to do it, it is impossible to go abroad, or else? Export to domestic and then export?

As for the source of the money, it is easy to explain. He said that foreigners are now doing import and export trade for foreign students.

In this way, his parents were more at ease, and Wang Bo persuaded them to spend money with ease. He would take care of himself when he was not around, and would return after a while.

Although his parents missed him, he heard that he would not agree to return and let him do business with peace of mind. They knew the distance between New Zealand and China.

Hanging up the phone, Wang Bo got on the helicopter and was ready to return to the town. He had money in his pocket, and his waist rod had hardened. When he went back, he started to develop the town. .

The helicopter was about to start, and the cell phone rang suddenly. The two looked at each other, and Charlie was angry. "Several times I told you, I need to shut down by helicopter! I have to use the radio ..."

"Is this your ringtone?" Wang Bo pulled out his phone, and the screen was dark.

Charlie twitched, took out his cell phone, and when someone called, he curiously said, "Well, why is Christie's calling again? Farewell? This service is great."

He answered the phone, but after hearing nothing, his face suddenly changed.

Pharaoh trembled and asked, "Isn't there a problem with the box?"

Charlie closed the wing that started to spin, and he looked at Wang Bo and said, "Where did you put the" Song of the Bay "?"

Pharaoh pointed at the back seat and said, "Where is it?"

"It's worth tens of millions, it's worth tens of thousands! Hurry up!"

"Haha, today is not April Fool's Day." Wang Bo laughed.

A few minutes later, the news confirmed that Charlie was not joking, and today is indeed not April Fool's Day, but if this "Poetry of the Bay" in his hand is really the "Poem of the Bay" in the news report, it is really worth ten million, the unit is still US dollars !!

His translation of the name of this little book is wrong. The collection of Gulf Poems is just a general translation. What really represents it is the name "Sacred Poems of the Bay".

After getting the news previously, Charlie searched the Internet. The most relevant news on Google was the autumn auction just ended by Sotheby's auction house. This book was photographed by a rich Jewish merchant for $ 14.16 million.

Wang Bo saw this book as an antique, but it is indeed an antique. This collection of poems is a collection of poems translated from Hebrew, published in 1640 in Cambridge, Massachusetts, and is the first in American history. This printed book!

In addition to the book in his hand, there are now only 11 poems in the world.

Speaking of 11 books is not small, but because the outside world has always believed that this book marks the "beginning of American literature", but also the beginning of the world's printing industry, it is extremely valuable.

Charlie said here, Wang Bo interrupted his words, saying: "Isn't the beginning of the world's printing industry the invention of movable type printing in our country?"

Charlie convinced: "I said your kid is really patriotic!"

"Then, you must be in Cao Yingxin and Han!" The old king said loudly.

"Traitor!"

"Besides I'm stabbing you, you know my combat effectiveness."

The two got off the helicopter and waited for the people of Christie's in the five-star hotel of Green Olive. This time Christie's came to contact them not two experts, but an extraordinary middle-aged white man.

Later, it was introduced that this is Christie's regional president in New Zealand and Australia. His name is Adams-Georgetown and he is responsible for Christie's auction sites in Australia.

Christie's is one of the top two auction houses in the world. Their collections include works of art, watches, jewellery, cars and fine wines from around the world. They have offices in 90 major cities around the world and hold regular auctions in 16 locations around the world.

Among them, Christie's fixed-point auction addresses are mainly concentrated in the northern hemisphere. There are only two in the southern hemisphere. One is located in Sao Paulo, Brazil, and the other is in Wellington, the capital of New Zealand. The latter is Adams.

After the two parties introduced each other, Adams politely greeted Wang Bo in Mandarin, then he gave a command, and the Green Olive Hotel immediately prepared a conference room for them to communicate.

Adams was here to inspect "The Hymns of the Bay", he said: "It's a fluke to say that, when our auction director checked the red box photo taken by Quincy today, I saw this hymn and gave You called, or we'll miss it. "

Speaking of looking at an accompanying 50- or 60-year-old little old man, the old man nodded and smiled, apparently he was the auction director, and he was also introduced earlier that the director was named Gregor Lier.

Wang Bo heard that his implication was that he did not know the value of this book. In fact, they did not know. Who knew that such an old little book could be worth $ 14 million?

Therefore, he still has a good opinion of Christie's people. At least, at first, they called and stated clearly that their hymn was very valuable, and they did not want to use the method of sanity to cheat them.

However, it is one thing to have a favorable opinion, and it is another thing to talk about the price. Isn't it true that Westerners say, ‘business is business’.

On the way, Wang Bo and Charlie negotiated to maximize the benefits of this book. As long as the book is sold for a good price, the early stage construction funds of the town are sufficient.

So Pharaoh took out the acting skills honed by many years of life. He first brewed his emotions, then embraced the hymns in his arms, and said solemnly: "Mr. Georgetown ..."

"Call me Adams, my friends call me that, and now you are my friend, too." Mr. President smiled kindly. If he is a Sichuanese, then it is estimated that he would like to call him "Little Ghost" .

Pharaoh rephrased: "Okay, Adams, seriously, I never thought about selling this hymn, because this is my last thought left by my godfather ..."

"Your godfather?" Adams asked in surprise.

Pharaoh showed sadness: "Yes, my godfather, Sir Howard-Roberts. This red box and this hymn are his love during his lifetime. I have sold the red box as a filial piety. The hymns are also sold. "

The acting skills were so good, Charlie sighed after seeing it, but Pharaoh gave him a wink and it was his turn to perform. Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotian.net