Isn't it a Bankrupt Company? How to Monopolize the World

Although I can see the return on investment of all works of art, the cost-effectiveness of this investment is not high.

Because the money comes too slowly!

"Little friend, I rarely bring people here, let's appreciate it together."

Ding Shizhong smiled and poured two cups of tea, he was so happy today.

Not to mention outsiders, even family members can't easily read his collection.

Jiang Han is not only a genius in financial investment, but he is also so knowledgeable about art.

Really confidant!

Now that everyone has come, Jiang Han naturally drinks tea while working with old man Ding in vain.

The old man Ding said with a smile: "Little friend, you helped me earn 600,000 today. If you choose a modern work, I will give it to you!"

Even modern works are worth more than 300,000.

"I'm sorry, right? We chatted so well, and I didn't want to take advantage of you."

Ding Shizhong knew that a young talent like Jiang Han who made hundreds of millions a day didn't want him at all.

So he waved his hand and said, "Hey, why are you being polite to me? Pick it!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Enter!"

A middle-aged woman respectfully said to Ding Shizhong: "Sir, this calligraphy was sent by Mr. Liu's trustee. Do you want to put it in the house?"

Ding Shizhong waved his hand without even looking at it.

"No need! Lao Liu's vision is too bad, what good things can he bring?"

At this moment, Jiang Han glanced at the calligraphy in the woman's hand, but his expression changed!

He rolled his eyes and said, "Elder Ding, it's your intention to give gifts, you might as well take a look and then decide."

Seeing Jiang Han say this, Ding Shizhong also said, "Bring it in. Since you are here today, let's take a look together."

At this time, the woman took the calligraphy into the house.

Jiang Han took a closer look, and sure enough it was!

"Yan Zhenqing: The manuscript of sacrifice to nephew, the value is immeasurable, the return on investment: 1000%."

1000%!

This is the real product of Yan Zhenqing!

Anyone who has studied calligraphy knows that Yan Zhenqing is the second master of calligraphy besides Wang Xi.

Su Shi once said, "Poems are for Du Zimei, and books are for Yan Lugong", and he was talking about Yan Zhenqing!

This is a rare authentic Tangdai calligraphy!

And this nephew sacrifice manuscript contains Yan Zhenqing's deep feelings for his nephew, and it is his masterpiece!

Jiang Han estimates that the painting is worth hundreds of millions!

He was a little muttered in his heart, in the last life, the real painting of this painting was collected in the Taibei Museum, why is it here now?

Is there any secret in this?

Seeing Jiang Han's puzzled expression, the old man Ding said, "I don't understand calligraphy, little friend, what do you think?"

Jiang Han paused, and said, "This calligraphy is very elegant, and it's really good. This should be Yan Zhenqing's nephew draft."

Ding Shizhong smiled and said, "Yan Zhenqing, I know that the manuscript of sacrifice to nephew is his masterpiece, this calligraphy is powerful and powerful, it seems that Lao Liu has made a lot of money.

But no matter what, it's a fake, and it's not worth much. "

This Liu is always Ding Moderate's partner. He is usually a big belly, but he likes to be arty. In the past, Ding Moderate's artworks were not in the mainstream.

At this time, Jiang Han's mind changed and he came to his mind.

"Old Ding, I'm actually a big fan of Yan Zhenqing, and I also like running script. If you don't like this work, why don't you give him your love to me?"

"Oh?"

Ding Shizhong looked at the work and said indifferently, "Since you like it, I'll give it to you."

Hearing this, Jiang Han almost couldn't control his expression!

Unexpectedly, coming to the old man's house, there is still such a harvest...

On this trip, I took away the real work of Yan Zhenqing worth hundreds of millions, which is really worthless!

I don't know, if old man Ding finds out the truth one day, will he smash the wall in anger?

Thinking of this, Jiang Han shook his head: "How embarrassing you gave me, let's do it, I bought it for 500,000."

"No, you just don't take me as a friend when you buy it. No matter how well a fake imitates it, it's not the real thing. How can it be worth 500,000 yuan.

And you helped me earn 600,000 today, so I will give it to you, take it away. "

Seeing that old man Ding was so stubborn, Jiang Han had to swallow other words.

After appreciating Chinese painting with old man Ding, it was 9 pm. Jiang Han carefully put the calligraphy in the trunk and left the Ding family villa.

...

Back in the rental house, Jiang Han breathed a sigh of relief!

He rubbed this wonderful calligraphy, and his heart was very surging...

Immediately afterwards, he checked the Internet and found that the real work of Yan Zhenqing was probably worth hundreds of millions!

Looks like I need to buy a safe.

I didn't expect to go to old man Ding's house to get such a harvest.

Jiang Han secretly decided in his heart that he had caught a leak today, and he should help old man Ding give more stock pointers so that he could make more money.

After washing up, he lay on the bed and opened the system mall.

Browsing the items in the system mall, Jiang Han suddenly saw something.

"Strengthening Capsules: Eating this capsule can make the host's body stronger. Price: 10,001 capsules."*