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Chen Zhongguo knew Murhad.

He is a well-known collector in New York.

He came to his shop many times.

After hearing Murhad's words, Chen Zhongguo said: "That painting was bought just now!"

Moulhard gasped: "It was actually bought? How much did you sell?

Chen Zhongguo: "Five hundred RMB."

Mulhad's eyes lit up.

If that's the case.

The other party must not know the value of the painting.

At this moment, Chen Zhongguo said again: "However, that guy gave me all his funds, a total of 430,000!"

The corners of Murhad's mouth twitched violently.

Chen Zhongguo sold 500, but the other party gave 430,000.

Obvious.

The other party knew the origin of the painting.

Otherwise so much money would not have been given.

"Mr. Moore, why did you buy that painting?" Chen Zhongguo asked curiously.

Mulhard recovered and said, "I found a diary of Monet before his death, which clearly stated that he also created a picture before he died." "

The painting is called 'End, Sunset.'"

Chen Zhongguo's scalp was numb: "That is to say, the painting that was hung on the wall before was really by Monet?"

Murhard nodded solemnly and said, "Mr. Chen, can you tell me what the man who bought your painting looks like?" Where did it go now?

"A young oriental couple, it's time to leave Chinatown!" Chen Zhongguo came back to his senses in shock, but he didn't expect that the painting was really from Monet.

As a well-known French painter in modern times, Monet's works are extremely valuable.

Not to mention the 'end of the sunset'.

This work is not only the work of Monet's later years.

It also corresponds to the beginning and end of 'Impression Sunrise'.

Cover his life with two works.

This is exactly the romance that the French carry in their bones!

Chen Zhongguo knows.

The oil painting that Chen Nan bought will definitely be worth a lot.

Even broke the record for Monet's work.

Of course.

All this has nothing to do with him anymore.

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bustling streets of New York.

Chen Nan and Xu walked the streets with their hearts.

"Monet suffered from a serious eye disease and recovered from surgery in 1923, after which he continued to revise his previous 'water lilies'.

"That painting now seems to be in a French museum."

"But as an artist, who wouldn't want a harvest?"

"I have a hunch that this painting must be Monet's closing work."

"It's just that there is no historical record of this painting, so... It was challenging to prove that the painting was in Monet's hands. Chen

Nan had a headache.

Before the cultural revival in the Western world, many masters' works were not signed.

So.

Even though he guessed that the painting in his hand came from Monet, no one believed it.

Xu Qianxin sighed: "There are great differences between Eastern and Western cultures.

"Let's just say that those masters of calligraphy and painting in the history of our country, they will leave their signatures and seals on their works."

"But the West is different."

Chen Nan smiled: "You can understand that they are not confident in Western culture.

Xu Qianxin quickly made a boo gesture: "If you want to die, you can forget about this in China, question Western culture here, do you want to be beaten by the crowd?"

Chen Nan was not happy: "They are obviously not confident in their own culture, why don't they let them say it?" "

Right now.

A black Mercedes motorhome pulled up on the side of the road.

Then Mulhard pushed the car door and walked out, with a shallow smile on his face: "This little brother, may I ask, did you just come out of the antique shop in Chinatown?"

Chen Nan's face was full of surprise.

Boy!

A foreigner actually speaks fluent Chinese.

It seems that the whole world speaks Chinese!

Chen Nandao: "Yes, is there any problem?"

"Hello, my name is Mulhard and I am a collector." Mulhard said, "Can I see this painting in your hand?"

Chen Nan's eyes lit up.

Yo Boom!

O people who have discernment!

Could it be that he knew that this was Monet's harvest?

If so, it's much more interesting.

Chen Nan smiled and said, "Okay, find a quiet place for you to see."

"Please get in the car!"

Moulhard made an inviting gesture.

Chen Nan and Xu got into the car, and then followed Murhard to a seaside villa area.

This is Mulhad's home.

The home treasures a lot of antiques from the Eastern and Western worlds, which look dazzling and dazzling.

Of course.

At this moment, Murhad's thoughts were on the painting in Chen Nan's hand.

He put on his white gloves, spread the painting out, spread it on the table, and then picked up a magnifying glass and looked at it carefully.

Ten minutes later.

He verified the authenticity of the painting and looked at Chen Nan excitedly: "Mr. Chen, I wonder if you are willing to sell this painting?" If you are interested in selling, I can buy it at any price.

Chen Nan said, "I'm sorry, I have no plans to sell this painting at the moment." Even if it is to be sold, it will be auctioned. "

Monet's Harvesting Works.

and 'Impression Sunrise'.

This gimmick alone can give this oil painting a terrifying value.

So.

Chen Nan could not have sold the painting to Mulhad.

Murhad's face was full of regret: "In that case, then the old man will not take the love of the gentleman." I don't know if I can exchange contact information with Mr. Chen, if you really want to auction this, you can contact Lao Xie as soon as possible.

"That's okay." Chen Nan exchanged contact information for Murhad.

Murhard suddenly said: "Mr. Chen, there is a small exhibition tomorrow, I wonder if you are interested in participating?" "

Although Chen Nan is young.

And from the Eastern world.

But just by the fact that he can recognize Monet's true work, it can be concluded that this person has real talent.

So.

He wanted to make friends with Chen Nan.

Chen Nan's heart moved: "What kind of exhibition?"

Mulhard said: "It is the exhibition held by Mr. Rockefeller Claude, you are from the ancient ancient country of the East, you may not know this name."

"But the collector of country M, no one does not know Mr. Rockefeller Claude, who is the most famous collector in our country."

Chen Nan almost didn't laugh out loud.

It's really sleepy and someone sends pillows.

Zheng Shu did not have the opportunity to participate in the exhibition held by Rockefeller Claude, and he sent it to the door if he wanted Murhad.

Isn't this a blessing in the snow, and what is it?

He said, "Since Mr. Mulhard has kindly invited you, then I will go with you tomorrow to meet the world!"

Mulhard smiled and said, "Cheng, you tell me the hotel where you are staying, and I will have someone pick you up tomorrow night."

Chen Nan told Murhard the address of the hotel.

A wave of anticipation rose in my heart.

Liang Zhou Ding!

I'm coming!