Draw U.S. dollars live, all my fans are policemen?

Under the discussion of netizens, Director Huang couldn't help frowning.

Does he think the man in front of him is too greedy? ? ?

I only wanted to ask for 500,000, but the other party asked for 5 million?

With this thought in mind, Director Huang couldn't help coughing, and then explained: "Mr. Lin, I approve of your painting skills, but your price is somewhat too high."

"Five hundred has passed???" Lin Mo was stunned when he heard this, what the hell is this? A huge imperial capital museum even has to bargain for 500 yuan? Poor and crazy, this is it!

Feeling the other party's "insult", Lin Mo's face was slightly ugly, but in order not to offend the other party, he still said patiently: "Director Huang, I said before that I can give it to the museum for free, there is no need to make such a mess." trouble."

"Impossible, no reward for no merit."

"Mr. Lin, please understand our work. Five hundred thousand is within my authority. If it is higher, I have to submit materials to the higher authorities. The process of submitting materials is very, very slow, you."

Before curator Huang finished speaking.

Lin Mo stared at him with wide eyes.

"Etc., etc!"

"Director Huang, what did you just say? What fifty?"

"500,000." Curator Huang looked at the other party curiously and replied.

When it was confirmed that the other party's recovery price was 500,000 yuan, Lin Mo knew that he had misunderstood him.

But he didn't have time to feel guilty, and looked at Director Huang with a serious face and said: "Director Huang, the education I received since I was a child is patriotism. This can be seen from my parents' generation. My father's name is Lin Aiguo. My second uncle's name is Lin Aimin, and my third uncle's name is Lin Aidang, so you don't need to say more, five hundred thousand, deal!!!"

Lin Mo said these words without doubt, and his position was even more firm.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Lin's patriotism is obvious to all!" Director Huang didn't know why the other party changed so quickly, but the purpose of his visit today was to handle this matter well. Since the other party agreed, then he There was no reason to refuse, so the matter was settled smoothly.

After finalizing it, Lin Mo asked a new question.

"Ahem, curator Huang, do you charge two things or one thing for the five hundred thousand?"

Lin Mo was somewhat embarrassed when he said this.

But when it came to money, he couldn't care less.

"Two items?" Curator Huang was a little confused, he always thought that Lin Mo only brought one item.

"Yeah." Lin Mo took out his bag, and then took out the painting and the bottle.

Curator Huang knew about this piece before he drew it, so he skipped it directly and locked his eyes on the bottle.

Holding it in his hands for a while, Director Huang said with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

"Mr. Lin, your skills are too strong."

"A little bit!" Lin Mo replied modestly.

"Mr. Lin, don't be humble. I was an official domestic appraiser before I became the curator. I just watched it for a while. To be honest, it's hard to tell the truth from the fake." Curator Huang ignored Lin Mo's modesty and pointed at This is the official kiln road of the Song Dynasty.

"It's too flattering for you to eat for nothing." Lin Mo still maintained a humble attitude.

Director Huang didn't say much when he saw this.

But his eyes were fixed on this official kiln. To be honest, if it wasn't because of his status, he would have wanted to collect it himself.

After admiring it for a while, Director Huang also made an offer.

"Mr. Lin, if your bottle is genuine, the market price is between 800,000 and 1.2 million."

"But you and I both know the real situation of this bottle, so I won't make any fakes. The price is 200,000 yuan. What do you think?"

"Two hundred thousand?" Lin Mo couldn't help being surprised when he heard the price.

In his opinion, Tang Bohu's painting was recovered at a price of 500,000 yuan. It stands to reason that the bottle can be opened for 50,000 yuan, which is not bad, so how could he not be surprised when he heard this price.

"Mr. Lin, you have to be considerate of me. If you are too high, you have to follow the procedure." Director Huang thought that Lin Mo was dissatisfied, so he immediately explained.

"No, no, 200,000, just 200,000!!" How could Lin Mo disagree? The combined cost of the bottle and the painting is only 10,000 yuan, and now it has doubled 70 times when it is resold. He is already very happy.

Director Huang saw that there was nothing wrong with Lin Mo, so he immediately made a gesture of invitation.

"Okay, then let's move forward and sign a contract?"

Lin Mo nodded: "Okay!"

The two went to the curator's office one after the other.

Under the witness of several leaders, Lin Mo signed the resale contract on the contract.

The moment the contract was signed, Lin Mo's bank card received a note of 700,000 yuan.

Looking at the message from the phone, he felt like he was dreaming.

After the money arrived in the account, Lin Mo couldn't help asking a question.

"Director Huang, I don't know something."

"Mr. Lin, tell me."

"Although the two things I made are realistic, they are fake after all, and the whole process was broadcast live, so what is the reason for your recycling?" Lin Mo said the question in his heart.

As the question was asked, Director Huang smiled slightly, and said something that made Lin Mo even more confused.

"If it is traded in the antique market, this thing is fake."

"If it can be placed here with us, then this thing is real."

"What do you mean?" Lin Mo asked.

Curator Huang answered patiently: "Mr. Lin, think about it. We don't sell this thing, we just put it here for exhibition. Since it is an exhibition, who cares whether this thing is real or not?"

Lin Mo still frowned.

Director Huang didn't continue to answer, but asked a question instead: "Mr. Lin, who do you think the people who visit the museum are?"

"People in the antique business?" Lin Mo replied.

Curator Huang shook his head.

"A lover of antiques?" Lin Mo continued to answer.

Director Huang continued to shake his head.

"Please give me some pointers." Lin Mo really couldn't guess.

Curator Huang lowered his voice and said to Lin Mo in a low voice: "Most of the people who really come to the museum come here to pretend to punch in and take pictures. They don't know anything about antiques. They all come here to take a picture and send it to friends. Circle, add a sentence, Jimei, you have nothing to do today, check in the Imperial Capital Museum, and appreciate the thousand-year-old treasures of China.

When Director Huang said the words Jimei and UPUP, Lin Mo felt a little chilly.

how to say? Extremely uncomfortable! ! ! ! !

However, under this explanation, Lin Mo suddenly became enlightened.

After clearing up his doubts, Lin Mo was also about to leave, and Director Huang personally sent him away.

When he came to the museum, he glanced at it deliberately. As the curator Huang said, most of the visitors here are young people, and there are more girls. They took pictures with their mobile phones.

Witnessing all this, Lin Mo had a new problem.

"Director Huang, I'm curious about one more thing."

"Mr. Lin, tell me."

"Based on my knowledge of museums, I don't think museums have much money. Why are you so generous?"

Anyway, the things have been sold, and Lin Mo speaks unscrupulously, asking directly if there is anything he doesn't understand, without hiding it at all.

But after finishing these words, Director Huang suddenly stopped, looking at everything in the museum calmly.

Lin Mo thought he had said something wrong, and when he was about to apologize, the curator pointed at the dark people in the museum and spoke.

"Mr. Lin, what did you see?"

"Man!"

The curator continued to ask: "What else?"

"Antique." Lin Mo replied.

"What else?" the curator asked again.

"It's gone." Lin Mo was at a loss.

"Mr. Lin."

"You say."

"Don't you think this huge group of people is like stacked banknotes?"

Lin Mo: "6!"

He realized it, completely realized it! ! !

A police station in the capital.

The three prisoners who robbed Lin Mo have finished taking notes.

After recording the notes, Team Chen, who had arrested them before, walked in.

As soon as he came in, the eldest brother among the three couldn't help asking: "Comrade policeman, how long will we be in prison for?"

face inquiries.

Team Chen glanced at a few people, and then said a word.

"A good news and a bad news, what do you listen to first?"

"good news!"

"bad news!"

"good news."

The three spoke their answers.

Team Chen pointed to their elder brother and said, "You tell me."

"I want to hear good news." The eldest brother replied quickly.

"The good news is that the antiques you robbed are fake."

The voice fell.

The eldest brother who was still full of panic suddenly frowned.

"What? Fake?"

"Hahahaha, God bless, God bless!!"

The eldest brother couldn't help but began to be grateful to God.

As a criminal, he did not study the criminal law less on weekdays. He knew very well that robbery was punished by the amount of money.

Less robbery, less punishment.

If you rob a lot, you will be sentenced for a long time.

In this case, he is naturally happy.

"Then what about the bad news?" When the eldest brother was ecstatic, a younger brother beside him asked while following Le.

"Oh, the bad news? The bad news is that although the things he made are fake, the Imperial Capital Museum just called. They spent 700,000 yuan to acquire these two fake things. Calculated according to the value of 700,000 yuan, You probably start in ten years!"

After Team Chen finished speaking, the smiles on the faces of the three gradually froze.

Big brother: "??????"

Little Brother A: "??????"

Little brother B: "You fucking? Playing with me???"

When little brother B finished speaking, Team Chen coldly said to the police officer who was in charge of the record: "Remember, you are openly provoking the police."

Little brother B: "?????"