Extraordinary Genius

The next day, Li Zeyuan returned to Xiangjiang with Li Superman. Fu Guangwei was busy with the work of Taihua Supermarket Group. Many previous working methods needed to be adjusted, and the workload was quite small.

Paying all the time, I intend to go to a few big collectors to see if there are any antiques he likes.

In the beginning, for the sake of career, Gongguang was temporarily letting go of his favorite game of ancient times. Many of his investments now yield very stable and high returns, and he doesn't need to bother, so he picks up his interest in antiquity.

Feng Yu happened to be fine, so he was being pulled by the light. Let's go check it out.

Feng Yu asked curiously, "Guangzheng, what kind of attitude is this collection of antiques? ”

Fu Guangzheng chuckled: “At first, I was either a collector of antiques or a taunter in your words. Bought it from the mainland and sold it to Xiangjiang. At that time, Xiangjiang had such a master, more than a hundred pieces of things bought in the interior, and he returned to Xiangjiang to sell hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars! ”

“Thousands more to buy, millions to auction. I wouldn't ask for hundreds of dollars to sell them. I just want to buy a hundred grand, sell hundreds of thousands, make a difference. ”

In fact, the original payment was the same attitude of picking up leaks. At that time, he was not valued at home, and he didn't get much change money every month. The cost of soaking ~ chicks was also huge. He was a child of the world. Can he be cheap?

But he doesn't know anything about ancient games. He belongs to the kind of person who feels good and thinks he is.

Every time I see something, I think it's true, I think I've found a big leak, and I can turn around and make tens of thousands of times as much profit.

But it turns out, this so-called "big leak” is all eye-catching. Money is expensive, but all bought back are handicrafts.

Later, he learned to be a good boy and hired an “expert” with a little experience. This time he was not so blind, he could pick it up once in a while. He could barely mix his income and expenditure with the expense of eating, drinking and playing.

Turns out, paying up is looking at how much people picked up and showed up with him, how much they bought, how many times they earned back or something, he's unbalanced. So he took a hard work, and he was determined to pick up a big leak.

Of course, he was very proud at the time, but unfortunately he hit himself in the face and never succeeded. Eventually, he bought a genuine item back in the interior at a high price, and stunned to say it was thousands of bucks and saved his face.

To say how much he loved ancient games at that time, he really didn't. He just bought it with his left hand, sold it with his right hand, and wanted to make money from it.

Later, he partnered with Feng Yu in second-hand luxury cars, and joined the machinery company. Profits rose slowly every month. He also became the object of praise in the population of Xiangjiang millionaires. There was no need to leak the face again.

Pick up big leaks once a year. Is that frequent enough? How much money can you make? A million, or three? At that time, he invested in the interior, making tens of millions of dollars a year.

And now, hundreds of millions a year!

His attitude ranged from feeling good, to self-righteousness, to frustration, to calm as water. Today, with his family skyrocketing, there are already tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars. Who can compare with Xiangjiang's younger generation besides Li Zezhu, who inherited the family business?

Now even if he had bought fake goods, he would not be so angry, he would not be discouraged if he had fallen for them, and now he has some fake goods he had bought at home.

In his words, it does look beautiful, although it's not the front dynasty, it's the year before, but I like it, just think of it as a craft, put it there.

Someone else is grass, I am treasure.

With this attitude, he hasn't been hit again in two years.

'Cause he's not trying to pick up money, he's just looking at it at home. It's not like some collectors, everything is in a safe, and no one can afford to touch it.

The Qing Dynasty vase he bought back was kept at home as a regular decoration, along with the artefacts.

On the Xiangjiang side, a lot of rich people's homes have antique decorations, but they put real antiques, and they didn't pay for it. It's so fake to be together.

A more famous collector once asked Fu Guangzheng, didn't you know there was a fake item in there that could be seen at a glance? This way, people look at what's in your house, and it's all fake.

Pai Guangzheng asked the opposite question, so what?

He didn't plan on selling it anyway, he just kept it for himself. Is it real or fake, more important than he likes?

This time he went to the collector on the outskirts of Beijing, and he also knew a big collector for a long time. Of course, there are real and fake things in this house, all with the eyes of the buyer.

Feng Yu asked with a smile: "Don't you have an appraiser now? Or are you going to ask my opinion? If you're going to ask me, then get ready to buy a bunch of fake stuff back. ”

Feng Yu doesn't know how to play with those things. It was lucky to have missed a Xuande furnace because no one knew it was antique.

And Feng Yu didn't really like this antique play, he never wore any ornaments. Many millionaires like to buy Buddha beads, ancient jade and other evil fights, but Feng Yu still feels the bodyguard is safe.

He was just using bodyguards to prevent accidents, and as for faith, he didn't. He donates every year, just doing something good. He can still see the people who are thankful, who are in a good mood, why not?

Fu Guangguang glanced at Feng Yu: “May I ask your opinion? I also buy it when I like it. I don't like it. It's what they say about smallpox. Produce all kinds of proof. Why should I buy it back? Now it's not an investment, it's about keeping it for yourself. ”

Feng Yu nodded. It seems that Fu Guangzheng's attitude has definitely changed. He is much more rational.

Anyway, Feng Yu has always wondered what the thoughts of those institutions that are yelling about the preservation of cultural relics and constantly stirring up high cultural relics prices for profit are.

There's a lot of so-called art that he can't really appreciate.

In particular, many works of art have strong local cultural characteristics. Like brushstrokes, it's hot in Huaxia or Southeast Asia, but in the West, people can't understand it at all, what do they appreciate?

Of course, Feng Yu can't appreciate the brushstroke. Many of them were written thousands of years ago. Now Feng Yu doesn't know anything about it. What do you appreciate?

Anyway, Feng Yu didn't believe it. This, in his view, was like a language class at school, and what could tell from which words what the other person thought, God knows if the other person wrote it randomly.

“Here we are, that's the mansion. Let me tell you, there's a lot of space on the walls of your house. Buy some mountain water paintings or something. It looks deliberate, doesn't it? ”

Feng Yubai glanced at Kwang, you pretended to be very aggressive, right?

Mountain painting, I have to appreciate it. But now that you're here, let's see, what if there's something you like.

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