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"A landscape painting by modern painter Feng Chaoran, 85/40cm, return on investment: 4245817%, investment time: 10 minutes."

Seeing the super high rate of return, even Jiang Han was a little stunned.

How can a landscape painting by a modern artist be so valuable?

After clicking on the details, he knew it by heart.

The waiter picked up a bunch of paintings and was about to walk to the backyard.

Because there were too many things in his arms, several scrolls fell to the ground.

Jiang Han took two quick steps and helped him pick up two paintings.

"Thanks."

"Brother, this scroll should be kept carefully, and it cannot be bumped."

Jiang Han reminded.

The waiter explained: "Are you the customers of our shopkeeper? You don't know something. These paintings are all imitations and worthless. I'm going to put them in Curry."

He just explained a few words when he saw Jiang Han and the others chatting with the boss.

What he meant was obvious. These paintings were all fakes.

Li Mingjun unfolded a painting casually, with a look of amazement in his eyes.

This landscape painting is exquisite in workmanship, with overlapping peaks and mountains, meandering and undulating, ever-changing, very beautiful.

Although only landscapes are painted, the momentum in them is very majestic!

Jiang Han took a closer look, and there was an inscription in the upper left corner of the scroll.

This painting is "Painting Heart" by the modern painter Zhang Chaoran.

"Is this a fake?"

Li Mingjun couldn't help asking.

He painted since elementary school, although he couldn't tell the truth from the fake, but judging from his painting skills, this work is undoubtedly a superior one.

The waiter nodded.

"Our boss specially asked Yangshi's antique master to appraise it. The painting is good, but it's not worth the money."

Jiang Han stroked the scroll lightly, his eyes fell on the vigorous and powerful pines and cypresses.

"Little brother, do you like this painting?"

At this time, the beautiful boss walked over with a graceful figure.

Jiang Han didn't show any enthusiasm for the painting, just smiled and said:

"My grandfather is about to celebrate his 60th birthday. He likes landscape paintings. I'm wondering whether to buy one for his birthday."

Li Mingjun stood aside, muttering in his heart.

Didn't Jiang Han's grandfather die long ago?

Where did grandpa come from?

"What are you buying? This painting is for you."

The beautiful boss said generously.

Although Jiang Han's heart was beating fast, he was still calm on the surface.

"Isn't that good? I can't take your things for nothing."

Seeing no one around, the beautiful boss said in a low voice: "These paintings are all fakes, and they are high imitations of modern people, so they are worthless.

Since you are Xiaojun's friend, I will give it to you. The beauty of an adult is just for your grandfather. "

Li Mingjun also said: "Since my sister gave it to you, you should take it."

Beautiful sister, do you know how much you have lost?

Jiang Han showed a grateful expression.

"Thank you, sister, but at least let me pay for the cost of production. I'm really sorry to make you lose money. How about this, I will pay 1,000 yuan, is that okay?"

If there is a receipt from the store, even if she regrets it later, there will be no disputes.

The beautiful boss smiled.

This painting is the work of Zhang Chaoran, a modern painter, and it is still a high imitation. The cost is at most several hundred yuan.

Li Mingjun's father is a well-known businessman in Hangzhou. Judging by Jiang Han's manner of speaking, he is probably a rich second generation.

It doesn't do you any harm to make friends with them.

So she said straightforwardly: "No problem, Xiao Zhou, wrap up this painting for the guests."

"okay."

Walking out of the antique shop, Jiang Han was a little excited.

He couldn't wait to see why this painting was so valuable.

Li Mingjun looked confused: "Lao Jiang, which grandpa of yours celebrates his birthday?"

"My grandfather's younger brother, Second Master."

Jiang Han replied casually.

"Where shall we go for lunch? I know a new Japanese food store has opened nearby, shall we go?"

Li Mingjun said while shopping at the antique stall.

"Another day, by the way, you go to the company to keep an eye on it, the job advertisement has been sent out, there must be a lot of people applying for it."

Jiang Han didn't intend to tell Li Mingjun the value of this painting, mainly because he didn't want to cause extra complications.

"Well, who made you my boss?"

...

After parting with Li Mingjun, Jiang Han came to an ancient painting appraisal center alone.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

The front desk asked politely.

"Please, I want to identify the ancient painting."

"Okay, our company has appraisers of different levels, here is the price list, please have a look."

For such an expensive painting, Jiang Han naturally couldn't be sloppy, so he directly chose the most expensive consultant.

The front desk led Jiang Han to a VIP room.

Soon, a gray-haired old man walked into the room.

Three generations of his family have done antique appraisal, and he has been exposed to a large number of antiques since he was a child. He has been in this business for half a century.

He also opened this antique appraisal center. Usually, the old man often flies all over the country, and he happened to be in the company today.

"You want to identify ancient paintings?"

Seeing Jiang Han so young, the old man was a little surprised.

Jiang Han nodded, and handed over the scroll in his hand to the old man.

The old man put on his white gloves and slowly unrolled the scroll.

The moment he touched the paper, there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

The touch of this paper is obviously not an ancient painting, but a modern work!