Chapter 530

"You talk to me so much, and then let me not care."

Ye Feng stood directly in front of him, staring at the guy in front of him and asked, "you'd better explain to me clearly, what is the behavior of Chinese people making trouble at your auction?"

Looking at Ye Feng's cold eyes, Joseph suddenly felt like a vole being watched by an eagle, and his heart jumped up. "During this period, Chinese people often offer high priced exhibits at auction, but in the end they refuse to pay for them. So Christie's auction house has blacklisted some Chinese people who have bad deeds in this respect. What I just mean is that..."

"Blacklist Hearing this, Ye Feng turns to look at Shen mian'er and asks in surprise.

"In 2009, Christie's auction company repeatedly auctioned the cultural relics of China in exile, and even the twelve animal heads of Yuanmingyuan. At that time, some people succeeded in bidding but refused to pay. So they protested."

Shen mian'er said faintly: "at that time, China formed a group of more than 100 lawyers to sue Christie's auction company. Later, I didn't know what happened later and it was over!"

"This is your blacklist system. Your ancestors robbed Chinese things, and your grandson was selling them to Chinese people."

Ye Feng coldly looked at Joseph in front of him and said sarcastically, "it's really a robber's act made by rubbing a mold." Although he was ridiculed by Ye Feng, Joseph still said: "this kind of thing has passed, and international law has a final conclusion on this matter. Sir, it's time for us to talk about payment. If you want to breach the contract, we can sue you unilaterally, such as this matter... "

"Well, it's more than eight million yuan. I'm not going to lose face for this money!" Ye Feng lost the centurion black card of the express company.

"Sir, you Why didn't you take out this card earlier? What a misunderstanding! "

Seeing this centurion's black card, the man in front of him suddenly became much more clever. He looked like a pug with his tail almost cocked up.

"The black card customers of express can enjoy VIP discount and Yiying service in Christie's company." Then Joseph took the credit card, checked it and handed it to the staff behind him.

After a while, the staff brush on the machine, the green light is on, and the transaction is completed.

"When the time comes, we can call you if you need another large auction in Fuzhou!"

Then Joseph respectfully raised the business card in his hand and handed it to Ye Feng with both hands.

"Why, I'm not on the blacklist now?" Ye Feng did not take his business card, but sneered and turned to the table.

"Mister misunderstood, really misunderstood. Please accept my most sincere apology. You can rest assured that I will review myself!"

Said Joseph will have paid the express black card and a receipt and certificate quickly finished, respectfully put in Ye Feng's side.

"If there's nothing wrong here and you have a good rest, we'll..."

"Wait a minute. Did I let you go?" Looking at these people to clip the tail to slip, Ye Feng raised his head with a cold smile. Joseph really regretted that he was able to occupy a VIP seat on Ho's gambling boat. He didn't even have to think about it. He must be a big man. What he did was to make a fuss. He knew that Chinese people were very concerned about face, and what he said just now had completely offended Ye Feng.

His best choice now is to disappear as soon as possible, but Ye Feng suddenly shouts him, and he has to turn around again.

After all, if ye Feng's black card customer complains, can he guarantee the position of the chief deacon in Asia!

"What else can I do for you, sir?" Joseph tried to squeeze out a very ugly smile and said respectfully.

Ye Feng looked at the group of low looking Christie's deacons, sneered, picked up the tea cup on the table, and then suddenly spurted the water in his mouth onto the river map in front of him.

"This..."

Looking at this 40 million old painting, which was sprayed with water by Ye Feng, Joseph had a vague feeling.

Bai Lao explained that in the rubbing of the river map, as long as the painting is uncovering, it will not be particularly intact. Even if it is well made, it will need to be repaired by later generations.

No matter how accurate the ink color is, it is impossible to go through time and change the nature of carbon ink. Normally, there is no mistake. In a humid environment, the ink color filled later will gradually become different from the original painting.

But this mistake is not so easy to find. After all, who gets tens of millions of ancient paintings, first of all, is eager to give it up. No one will spray a mouthful of tea directly on these tens of millions of ancient paintings like Ye Feng.

You know, if it wasn't a fake painting, Ye Feng's saliva would have destroyed it. Even if it was later repaired by an expert, it would have lost its original appearance.In Ye Feng's eyes, Zhang Zixuan's "River map" gradually began to change in this tea. In some imperceptible corners, there was a little bit of ink in the water.

"Look, that's what Christie's is doing!"

See the "River map" has been repaired by the ink in the water drops in the halo dye, Ye Feng knocked on the table, sneer.

And see this scene, one side of Joseph suddenly turned pale!

"Ye Mr. Ye This...! "

"This is what this is!" Ye Feng turned around and stared at this, the whole person drooping, Christie's deacon sneered: "now we should talk about compensation!"

"Sir, please give this painting to us for further identification. You can rest assured that I will give you an explanation!"

"Identification, good!"

Ye Feng turned to sit aside and said coldly, "now, I'm here. Anyway, I have plenty of time." "This..." Looking at Li Wengang and zhe BIE, who are two big men beside Ye Feng, Joseph said with a smile: "Sir, the steps of identification are very complicated. We need to take the studio to do multi-step detailed identification. You can rest assured that before the authenticity identification, we are willing to return your payment in the same way!"

"Joke, do you think it's your brain or my brain?"

Ye Feng sneered: "let you take things back, it's not for you to turn your face away, you Christie's reputation in my this is also very poor!"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Joseph turned his eyes and stood up directly and said, "in that case, I'm sorry, sir. We can't judge that the picture on your table is the river map we just auctioned!" See the man's poor acting Ye Feng smile, how, this is to prepare to die duck mouth hard to resist it.