Life Simulation: Start with Appreciation

Chapter 229

Seeing the gold bars, Liu Shuya immediately became vigilant.

Moreover, it can be explained that Jinmen Antique City has already played Panjiayuan's old routine.

"Boss Zhang, what are you?"

"I haven't even done anything for you, so you just give me gold bars?"

"Hurry up and take it back. I have no right to know the details of the large transaction you mentioned. I didn't even know there was such a thing."

Zhang Xiong ate the door shut, his expression a little embarrassed.

Chen Zhun immediately smiled and said: "Boss Zhang, they can't handle this matter. It seems that we have misunderstood. This is a misunderstanding. Xiao Shuya just pretends that nothing happened."

"Let's concentrate on eating meat and drinking!"

In an instant, Chen Zhun threw the question to Xiao Ru: "Xiao Xiao, why do you think the transaction volume of the three Chinese paintings is so strange?"

"Huge threatening orders pop up every minute. Sometimes they can be traded, but sometimes they disappear automatically."

Xiao Ru smiled: "This is the dealer playing tricks."

"For example, 11.9 yuan entrusted more than 100 million lots, which played a triple role. One is to show the dealer's determination to defend the price from falling, the other is to convey the financial strength to the counterparty, and the third is to tell antique lovers that this price is the reserve price. .”

Before the words finished, Zhang Xiong interrupted: "Xiao Xiao, I don't think so."

"It's likely the same person bought and sold the order."

"Because the transaction fees on the Jinmen Cultural Exchange are very low, as long as you buy at 11.9 yuan and sell at 11.9 yuan, there is almost no loss. What the dealer wants is to increase the transaction volume."

Xiao Ru asked in turn: "According to this, are you willing to buy and sell your own Chinese paintings, or are you willing to buy and sell other people's Chinese paintings?"

Zhang Xiong couldn't laugh or cry: "Of course it's my own Chinese painting. I don't even support myself, so I expect others to support you?"

Xiao Ru continued: "The reason is very simple. If you operate your own Chinese paintings, you will operate in the direction of rising prices. If you operate other people's Chinese paintings, you will suppress the prices."

The four of them laughed loudly: "Xiao Xiao's words are too real!"

"cheers."

After eating, Xiao Ru and Liu Shuya walked towards Jinmen Antique City.
From Liu Shuya's mouth, it was impossible to get the details of the counterparty. Chen Zhun was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and sighed: "If this continues, the map of China's thousands of miles of rivers and mountains will also suffer from the baptism of capital."

"Boss Zhang, do we still have room to survive?"

"Liu Duojiao seems to have a very strong financial strength behind the scenes."

"If we force it, we may not be her match. Do you think it is necessary for us to visit Wu Jinguo?"

Zhang Xiong shook his head and said, "Going to invite Wu Jinguo at this time is tantamount to asking for trouble."

"Besides, just a little money will definitely not move him."

"Let's not think about the Jinmen Cultural Exchange, let's change our thinking."

"Oh?" Chen Zhun asked in surprise.

"Americans can't help us, what else can we do?"

Zhang Xiong pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Actually, I still have a trump card."

"He is my trump card. If he can come out, he will definitely be able to deal with Liu Duojiao and help us out of the predicament."

Chen Zhun's expression changed drastically, and he asked, "Who are you talking about?"

"With such talents, we must strive for them."

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us"

"Miss this one time, you and I will go to the grave with dreams"

Zhang Xiong sighed and said, "It's my younger brother."

"However, it is difficult to invite him"

Chen Zhun frowned and asked, "Since he is a real brother, he should be willing to help you."

"This is a big business for the Zhang family"

In fact, Chen Zhun also began to be wary of Zhang Xiong in his heart. If his younger brother is a master, he will become his rival in the future. This will be a stumbling block for the Chen family's great cause of traditional Chinese painting.

But the current situation is very delicate, we have to deal with Liu Duojiao first.
Zhang Xiong drove the car towards his brother's residence.

After about 30 minutes, we came to the foot of Longfeng Mountain.

It was already one o'clock in the morning on the 13th, and the roosters in the suburbs had already begun to crow.

Longfeng Mountain is a treasure land of geomantic omen in Jinmen. Since ancient times, many hermits have spent their old age here. Zhang Bihui lived in seclusion here because he was tired of living in the city.

Suddenly, a stream blocked the way, and Zhang Xiong stopped the car.

He took out two bottles of Huaxia Moutai from the trunk and walked into Zhang Bihui's dilapidated hut.

Knock, knock, knock a few times
"Which bastard is it? It's still disturbing my sweet dreams so late."

Zhang Xiong shouted: "My dear brother, I am Zhang Xiong"

"I have met a once-in-a-century master, and the Zhang family's foundation is in jeopardy."

"I ask my virtuous brother to show me a clear way."

Hearing the word "master", Zhang Bihui's interest spontaneously arose in his heart. The greatest value in his life is to fight a duel with a master. Life is meaningful only when you meet your opponent.

So he opened the shabby door.

"My dear brother, what are you doing?"

"Let's not spend a good life, but why did you run to this remote mountain?"

Zhang Bihui laughed loudly: "Brother, you are too utilitarian and don't understand the true meaning of life."

"To be organically integrated with nature is the highest state of life."

"You will never understand such things as realm."

"Just now you said that you met a once-in-a-century master, what happened?"

The last sentence was what Zhang Bihui was most concerned about.

Zhang Xiong opened two bottles of Huaxia Moutai, and handed one of the bottles to Zhang Bihui.

"My dear brother, I know you love this the most in your life."

Zhang Bihui blushed, took Huaxia Moutai, took a big sip, and said: "It's still a special taste, only it understands me best!"

Zhang Xiong also took a big sip, and said: "The map of Huaxia Fuchun Mountain residence left by our ancestors has been registered on the Jinmen Cultural Exchange, and we have met a strong enemy."

"Now, it is trampled underfoot by China's Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map and China's Qingming Riverside Map."

Zhang Bihui yelled: "Brother, you are such a loser."

"Didn't you say that you hired experts from the United States to provide technical support?"

"Is it being played like a monkey?"

Zhang Xiong sighed: "Jack, an American, is indeed a shareholder of the Tianjin Investment Group, but he only cares about the bright future of China's Fuchun Mountain Residence, and is negligent about the current strong enemy of capital."

"People who are not of my race must have a different heart, and sooner or later following him will ruin the great cause of the Zhang family."

Zhang Bihui nodded and said, "You are right about this point."

"You are still a sensible person."

"Nowadays, there are three pillars of Chinese painting. You must first establish a good relationship with Lao Chen, and kill the first strong enemy first, and then you two will have a chance to compete."

"If the two of you are fighting each other, you will be wiped out by Liu's Traditional Chinese Painting Store within a month."

These remarks hit the nail on the head, Zhang Xiong kept nodding his head.

"Brother, what do you think I should do?"

"Although Chen Zhun is also backed by Jim from the United States, the combination of the two of us can't stop the rise of Huaxia Qingming Shanghetu"

Zhang Bihui said with a smile: "Americans are all jackals who see profit and forget righteousness. You have to make full use of them."

"Make them your pawns."

Zhang Xiong couldn't laugh or cry: "They, they won't listen to me at all."

Zhang Bihui said calmly: "You have to paint a big cake for them and give them enough room to seduce."

With a bang, Zhang Xiong fell to his knees and said, "Please come out of the mountain, dear brother."

(End of this chapter)