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As for the time and place of meeting these two collectors, it is up to Shen Zhuo to decide.

Shen Zhuo thought for a while and said, "The one in the morning is nine o'clock, as for the location, it's still the teahouse where we have tea today." "

"Okay, Mr. Shen, I'll arrange it!" Chen Chuliang happily agreed.

"Lao Chen, thank you this time. Chen Chuliang helped a lot this time, no matter what his purpose was, Shen Zhuo felt that he should say thank you.

"Don't, don't," Chen Chuliang said in a flattered tone, "Mr. Shen, this is my honor, you must not be polite, I should be worried about your politeness." "

"Okay, then you're welcome, that's all, see you tomorrow. "

"See you tomorrow!".

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the living room on the first floor of Villa No. 6 of Zijin Manor, Chen Chuliang, who was sitting on the sofa, put down his hand, his face was full of excited expressions, his right hand clenched his fist in his left palm and kept beating, and he muttered in his mouth: "Great, great!"

I was not polite to Shen Zhuo's sentence just now, which made Chen Chuliang feel that all the busy work was worth it, and he was obedient and obedient, which meant that Shen Zhuo had initially accepted himself.

He is a master of divine arithmetic who can predict the future, and with his guidance, he will definitely take a lot of detours in the future

"You guys wait, wait until one day I stand at the top of the pyramid of wealth," Speaking of this, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in Chen Chuliang's eyes, "Hmph, at that time, look at how your Chen family looks up to me, and see how dare you Chen Xingyu dictate to me!".

At nine o'clock in the morning the next day, Shen Zhuo arrived at Wutong Tingyu Tea House on time, and like yesterday, Chen Chuliang was already waiting in front of the door early, and there was a middle-aged fat man in his fifties wearing a purple Tang costume standing with him.

The middle-aged fat man's name is Song Delin, who is a well-known collector in Zhonghai, and he is particularly fond of calligraphy and painting collections.

Song Delin has two apprentices, and the apprentices usually come forward to trade calligraphy and paintings, but he didn't dare not give Chen Chuliang's face, and he was dragged over by Chen Chuliang early in the morning.

Waiting for the car to stop in the parking space, Chen Chuliang diligently helped Shen Zhuo open the door and said respectfully: "Mr. Shen, you are here!"

Shen Zhuo nodded and got out of the car.

"I'll introduce," Chen Chuliang pointed at Shen Zhuo and said to Song Delin: "Boss Song, this is what I said about Mr. Shen." "

"Hello Mr. Shen. Song Delin hurriedly stepped forward and bowed down to greet Shen Zhuo.

After so many years in the collecting world, Song Delin is not a fool, and he did not despise Shen Zhuo because he was young, and the person who could let Chen Chuliang personally open the door be a simple person? Song Delin even directly thought of those top families in the capital.

"Mr. Shen, his name is Song Delin, and he is a well-known collector in the Haitian world. "

"Hello Boss Song, I've been waiting for a long time. Shen Zhuo stretched out his hand to Song Delin and said, with a very reserved expression on his face.

Song Delin hurriedly stretched out his hands to hold them, "Mr. Shen is too polite, we have just arrived for a while." "

Chen Chuliang was so respectful to this young man surnamed Shen, he didn't dare to hold it up.

After the three of them greeted each other, under the leadership of Chen Chuliang, the four of them came to the innermost box on the second floor, which has a large window, which is not easy to lose color under natural light for calligraphy and painting antiques.

Tong Wei put down the box containing calligraphy and paintings and retreated, and when the waiter finished serving tea and closed the door and left, Shen Zhuo opened the box on the table, and stretched out his hand to Song Delin to signal, "Boss Song, take a look." "

"Okay," Song Delin was very professional, first put on gloves, and then took out a magnifying glass from his bag, and then took out a scroll from the box and opened it carefully, it was Wen Zhengming's picture of the pine.

"Good!", "Good!", "Good!", "Great!", ...... Song Delin looked at this painting for more than 20 minutes, and he said no less than dozens of good words alone.

Finally watched, Song Delin took off his gloves, rubbed his somewhat sour eyes, and sat down at the table.

Facing the magnifying glass for a long time is an eye-hurting and mind-consuming hard work, and Song Delin needs to rest for a while before he has the energy to continue reading the next one.

"Come, Boss Song, drink saliva. Shen Zhuo poured a glass of water into the tea bowl with a tea dispenser, and put it in front of Song Delin with a tong, without asking about the painting.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen. Song Delin hurriedly knocked on the table to thank him.

Chen Chuliang knew that it was time for him to appear, "Boss Song, how is this painting?"

"The real work, the only pity is that it was not painted by Wen Zhengming at his peak, but even so, it can be called a masterpiece!".

Although he didn't know Shen Zhuo's identity, Song Delin knew a little about Chen Chuliang's identity, and playing false in front of such a character was tantamount to death, so Song Delin didn't deliberately nitpick and deliberately lower the price, and told the truth directly.

"Then Boss Song, tell me, what is the value of this painting?" Shen Zhuo asked with a smile.

Song Delin pondered for a moment, raised his head and said: "Mr. Shen, Mr. Chen, you two are experts, I won't say nothing, seven million, this is already the highest price I can give!".

Chen Chuliang didn't speak, Shen Zhuo didn't speak, and the two stared at him like this.

Song Delin was furious, and said with a wry smile: "Two masters, don't look at me like this, I'm panicked, I can bluff others, how dare you?"

Seeing that Song Delin didn't look like he was lying, Shen Zhuo nodded, "Okay, it's seven million!"

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