Since the auction ended, Hai Baichuan sent someone to find out the details of the white-haired old man who was photographed with the "Wang Duo's poems and handwriting".

Wang Zekun, 73 years old, is a Chinese-American, lives in Los Angeles, USA. He is a famous "invisible rich man" of Los Angeles. He runs hotels, real estate, and construction companies. He has a son and a daughter. He now lives in the United States, each with his own career, one is a lawyer and the other helps with family business.

Wang Zekun loved calligraphy, and it is said that running script and cursive script have reached the level of a master of calligraphy. He highly praised the calligrapher Wang Duo of the Qing Dynasty, and this is also the main reason why he bid for the original copy of this poem.

After learning about these situations, as the big boss of New Century Company, Hai Baichuan visited him in person to discuss matters after the auction was completed. During this period, Hai Baichuan reminded the other party several times that if he felt that the auction price was too high, he could choose to give up. New Century would not charge any deposit.

However, the old man Wang Zekun just said with a smile, "I'm not short of money."

Hai Baichuan immediately returned in disgrace, knowing that it would be a very difficult thing to convince the old man to give up the manuscript that he had already won. The old man Wang Zekun did not deliberately make things difficult for Hai Baichuan. When he left, he added, "It is okay to want me to give up this manuscript, let the treasure holder come to me directly. I don't like good middlemen bargaining.

What does this sentence mean? Hai Baichuan felt that his identity seemed to be ineffective, and he also needed the seller Lin Yi to take action.

Fortunately, the relationship between Hai Baichuan and Lin Yi is now "extraordinary", especially Lin Yi abducted his daughter. If he doesn't give him any face, it would be too unreasonable.

Lin Yi is very popular, but in the Hong Kong collection circle. For the small team he is in, except for Su Xue knows his amazingly developed deeds, everyone else regards him as Lin Yi in the past. The three old men, Yue Han, Wang Zhen and Jiangdong, are related to when he will go back to the mainland with him. Mr. Xu is concerned about whether Lin Yi and his little girl have become good things. Su Xue doesn't care about anything. She has cut off her relationship with Young Master Hui, and she is even more indifferent to Broker Xiong's pursuit. She has become much silent and doesn't know what she is thinking.

In short, this team is basically the same as before. Everyone is cherishing the fun time in Hong Kong, waiting for the horn to set off.

During this period, Lin Yi cherished it with Haitang very much. Speaking of which, since the surprise of the sky at the auction, Haitang has returned to its original appearance.

It is still in khaki bags, it is still a cool and neat little bun, it is still constantly helping the old lady repair the TV and helping the old lady do carpenter work. It is still like a tomboy eating fish balls on the street and eating cheap skewers

The begonia has not changed.

Lin Yi was very happy because the Haitang he knew was like this, not the daughter who was wearing precious clothes and was as unattainable as a fairy.

Haitang helped the old people, and Lin Yi was right next to him, and the two of them were happy.

But just when Lin Yi was busy, Hai Baichuan found him and threw Wang Zekun's affairs directly to him, and then said, "Lin Yi, you can do it!"

This attitude and this artificiality clearly regarded himself as his father-in-law. The hard-working Lin Yi had to put down his work, say goodbye to Haitang, and go to the meeting alone to meet the Chinese-American Mr. Wang Zekun.

Mr. Wang is really not short of money. Why do you say that? The place where he lives in Hong Kong is Grand Hyatt Hotel near Victoria Harbor. He lives on the 18th floor. It is said that he has booked it all year round. However, he usually only comes to Hong Kong once every three or five years. In other words, the room he packs is empty almost all year round.

Lin Yi took the elevator to the 18th floor, but the housekeeper who served Mr. Wang told Lin Yi that the old man was not in the room, but was on the balcony of the hotel, that is, on the roof.

Lin Yi was surprised. Why did he run to the rooftop?

Taking the elevator, Lin Yi went to the top floor of Grand Hyatt Hotel again, which was the balcony at the highest point of the hotel. Then, he was stunned.

Lin Yi clearly remembers that he once watched a Stephen Chow movie called Shaolin Football. Among them, Wu Mengda, the "golden right foot" lives on the roof of the building with "beautiful scenery and wide vision" and calls it the "best unit" of the building.

At that time, Lin Yi was still funny, thinking that Wu Mengda was too good at making fun of hardships and comforting himself. Who would live on the rooftop? It was so awesome.

But everything in front of me broke all Lin Yi's imagination. I saw that on the balcony on the top floor of the building, surrounded by green shade, flower pots made of plastic foam boxes were planted with green plants, including tomatoes, loofahs, gourds, and even grapes.

It's late autumn now, and I saw that the plants were all full of fruits, hanging on the shelf, looking bloated and cute.

Pink and white gourd, tender green loofah, bright red tomatoes, and fists-thick loofah

A few little bees buzzed around these green plants, as if singing cheerful songs, and outlined a leisurely picture of a farmhouse in the field under the swaying rainbow of the setting sun.

Looking at the green sheds, there was a recliner chair, and on the recliner was a white-haired old man, a wide Tang shirt, flat and soft cloth shoes, and a small red mud teapot in his hand. He was listening to Cantonese opera, swaying the rocking chair leisurely and drinking tea.

This scene, like this, is not a rooftop, it is simply a leisurely farm life.

The old man with white hair had long seen Lin Yi, with a smile on his face and said, "You are here." It seemed that he was not surprised that Lin Yi appeared here.

Lin Yi couldn't help but look around again and said, "Yes, I'm here."

"Haha, I know how you will come. Do you want some tea?"

"No need, I'm not here to have tea," said Lin Yi.

The old man nodded, "How about it, do you like this place?"

Lin Yi glanced around and sighed: "It's very unexpected."

"It's right that in Hong Kong, a metropolis where every inch of land is valuable, it is a luxury to see such green pastoral scenery," said the old man Wang Zekun leisurely.

"Luxury comes at a price, do you know that I have someone transported this mud-filled foam box from downstairs to here, which cost me a full 10,000 Hong Kong dollars. It cost me 20,000 Hong Kong dollars to connect the water pipe, build a shelf, arrange the entire rattan rack, and set up a tea table. In other words, I spent 30,000 Hong Kong dollars to dress up all the things you see."

"You are so rich." Lin Yi smiled slightly.

"Are you mocking me or admiring me?" Wang Zekun looked at Lin Yi with a smile.

"None of them, I just think your hobby is quite special." Lin Yi replied.

Wang Zekun stood up, held the small teapot in one hand, walked slowly to Lin Yi, and said, "I heard that you also have a very good hobby. You like to go to the old book stall to buy old books?"

"Yes."

"Then you must understand me. I am a farmer, and my eyes are filled with these green and red fruits and fruits, and my bones are covered with dark and dirty soil. I have never hoped that I could make a fortune, nor do I hope that I could become a millionaire billionaire. I have a wealth of wealth. My ideal is very simple. When the sun sets, I lead the cow home, and then lie on the grass in the backyard to count the stars and rain. After the heavy rain, I hide under the lotus leaves, like Wang Mian, herding cattle while painting."

"But things are unpredictable. Because of the war, I had to stay away from my home. Because of life, I had to travel to the United States. In order to survive, I cleaned dishes for others and washed dishes. I worked for more than ten hours a day. I was looked down upon by white people and mocked by black people. As long as I resisted, I was beaten to pieces all over my body."

"Many Chinese people wander outside without dignity and no status. Their so-called democracy is only effective for themselves, and for us, they are always outsiders. Later, I started to do medicinal materials business and became the leading medicinal materials supplier in Chinatown. I started to do hotels, real estate, and many Americans started to run the construction industry Los Angeles is a good place, at least a good place to start a business. I got success there. If money alone is used to measure success, I can say it is really successful. But when I looked back at my life, I realized that I had lost so much."

"Do you know why I told you so much? It's very simple. First, I'm telling you that I'm a successful person, not an ordinary little person. You have to give me a reason to give up that manuscript. Second, I'm telling you that I'm not short of money from beginning to end. I'm just chasing my own dream. No matter how much money I need to spend for this dream, third, I think you're very interesting, at least it's more interesting than your boss, so I'm giving you a chance to meet and speak. Okay, I'm done, what do you want to say?" Wang Zekun looked at Lin Yi with a sharp look and said with a smile.

Lin Yi, silent.

If it is necessary to be a metaphor, then Wang Zekun in front of him is simply an invulnerable cotton man, with needles hidden in the cotton, which is difficult to deal with.

However, Lin Yi was really unwilling to sell his original copy of the poem. Even if the other party paid 80 million Hong Kong dollars, totaling 68.68 million yuan, he was not willing.

Yes, Lin Yi likes money very much, but he prefers collection. Especially now, his condition is actually very good, he has a certain savings, a reputational job, and an annual salary of one million. He doesn't need to really sell this precious manuscript.

After thinking for a while, Lin Yi felt that it was necessary to tell the other party about the shameful auction insider. Perhaps after knowing it, the other party will change his mind.

Lin Yi took a deep breath and said to Wang Zekun: "In fact, the prices you bought are all fake, we used a child care!"

This sentence definitely takes great courage. After all, many people cannot admit their mistakes.

After Lin Yi said this, he was waiting for the old man Wang Zekun to react. In his opinion, even if the other party was not furious, he would definitely be furious. Then he shook his hand and said, "This auction is invalid!"

But he was wrong

I heard the old man Wang Zekun say very calmly, "I know all these!" To be continued.
Chapter completed!