Chapter 27 Zhu Deyuan Appears

"Mr. Song, how does it feel to be a celebrity?"

Song Yun looked at Han Xue who was standing in front of him, and didn't know what to say. It was clear that she caused the kind of thing just now.

"Mr. Song, I'm really sorry for causing you a lot of trouble. If you don't mind, why don't you come and sit in my office?"

Han Xue sent an invitation.

Song Yun thought for a while, nodded, and followed Han Xue to her office.

Song Yun looked left and right, very curious. This was the first time he had come to such a place. For some reason, he always felt that the eyes of the people around him were full of hostility.

"Mr. Song, because of your reasons, these people were arrested by the boss last night to work overtime for a whole night."

Han Xue explained with a smile.

Song Yun shrugged helplessly, this has nothing to do with him at all, typical lying guns, who told these people to make mistakes?

Song Yun followed Han Xue into her office, which was not big, but very elegantly furnished.

Song Yun looked left and right, and immediately saw a half-person-height wooden shelf next to the tea table, with a plate on it. Needless to say, it must be an antique, but this thing is not shiny at all, so it is clearly fake.

Song Yun walked over, picked it up and rubbed it. There was no light at all. There was definitely nothing wrong with this, it was definitely fake.

"Mr. Song, please have some tea."

Han Xue made a cup of tea herself, saw Song Yun looking at the antique bowl she had placed on the shelf, and walked over.

"Qing Yongzheng yellow ground blue and white lotus plate."

"The shape of this lotus-patterned plate is very straight, the enamel is crystal clear and round, and the embryo exposed from the end of the foot can be found to be white and delicate."

"With yellow glaze as the ground, the heart of the pan is painted with a pattern of 'a bunch of lotus', and the inner and outer edges are decorated with tangled flowers."

"This plate uses the 'yellow ground blue and white' technique first created in the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty. First, a blue pattern with cobalt as a colorant was painted on the porcelain body. Fill in the low-temperature lead and yellow color, and after this step is completed, it is sent to the furnace for low-temperature roasting, and finally it presents the effect of blue and white green and rich yellow glaze."

"The six-character two-line regular script inscription of the Yongzheng Year of the Qing Dynasty."

"The market price is between 300,000 and 400,000."

"On a business trip half a year ago, I found it on a street stall and bought it for 30,000 yuan."

Han Xue was a little smug. This was the first time she had picked up a leak in her life. It was precisely because of this that although it was not a very precious antique, she deliberately put it on a shelf and put it brightly on it. The intention was obviously to show off. .

Song Yun smiled and said nothing, put the plate back on the shelf.

"Song Yun, what do you mean?"

Han Xue was a little puzzled, Song Yun's behavior was a bit abnormal.

"This tea is good."

Song Yun changed the subject and didn't answer Han Xue's words. The poor little girl thought she had picked up a leak, but she didn't know it was a fake.

"Song Yun, tell me clearly, is this plate fake?"

Han Xue felt more and more bad, and stared at Song Yun.

"Manager Han, I don't know why you came to me?"

Song Yun shook his head. Once again, he didn't answer Han Xue's words. He couldn't answer the words. The plate was placed in this place, obviously for showing off. Maybe every time someone came, he would take it out and brag that it was a leak. If she knew it was fake Yes, the truth is so cruel.

Han Xue looked at Song Yun, her pretty face flushed red, she gritted her teeth and didn't speak, her big eyes were watery.

"Xiao Han, that plate is indeed fake."

Song Yun turned his head and saw that an old man walked into the door, and he said what he said.

Song Yun let out a sigh of relief, and the old man saved him, otherwise, Han Xue would keep forcing herself, and she could only say ugly things by herself.

"Mr. Song, my name is Zhu Deyuan. I'm the appraisal consultant of the auction company. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Zhu Deyuan walked to Song Yun.

Song Yun quickly shook hands with the other party.

"Mr. Zhu, hello!"

Song Yun was respectful, no matter what, Zhu Deyuan was standing there at his age. As a young junior, he must be polite.

Song Yun and Zhu Deyuan sat down on the sofa.

"Mr. Song, has the plate you auctioned off from the company really been sold to Gongyangqiu?"

"That old guy Xu Desheng didn't lie to me, did he?"

Zhu Deyuan was not polite, he went straight in and asked.

As soon as Song Yun heard it, Zhu Deyuan knew Xu Desheng, but it's not surprising when you think about it, they were all in the same circle, they were all experts, and there was no reason why they didn't know each other.