Chapter 511

Sakura Yamamoto knelt down on the edge of the bed, pulled Qin Zhao's tie and said charmingly, "dear, my father is back. I'm going to see him. You wait for me in the room."

Qin Zhao gave her a kiss, patted her face and said intimately, "go ahead, I'll wait for you."

Yamamoto leaves with a snake twisting around her waist. Qin Zhaochang sighs. It's not easy to deal with this woman. She's not easy physically. It's mainly because she calls her baby sick.

According to the information, Yamamoto rattan club will display the Orchid Pavilion preface at the charity banquet two days later. There will be a gathering of high-class people and senior media reporters. This is undoubtedly the best hype.

Then Yamamoto, an old fox, will donate his famous work to the National Museum of r country. From then on, Yamamoto group's business will naturally soar. Maybe he can take this opportunity to enter parliament.

"He must not be allowed to succeed. Although I don't think Lanting preface is rare, it is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation in China."

Qin Zhao touched his head and sighed. He straightened his mind. The Orchid Pavilion may be hidden in a corner of a mansion or in the safe of a bank.

But the Orchid Pavilion preface at the charity dinner must be true? It's not difficult for the old fox to muddle through with an imitation.

After two hours of hard thinking, Qin Zhao didn't come up with a good idea, so he had to jump to bed and open the iPad to browse the website related to art and antiques. In order to deceive Yamamoto Sakura, he had to memorize some content.

Yamamoto Sakura came in with a bottle of red wine, sat down on the bed and asked in surprise, "I didn't expect you to be so fashionable and interested in antiques."

Qin Zhao said with a smile, "I'm half an expert in antique identification, and Chen Sanqiang is my master."

"Oh? Really? But aren't you Chinese American? "

In order to paralyze Yamamoto Sakura, the organization specially compiled the identity of Chinese American for Qin Zhao. Qin Zhao also pretended that she had no feelings for China and had no sense of identity with Chinese Americans.

"Master Chen Sanqiang and my father are good friends. I used to visit him in San Francisco a few years ago."

Qin Zhao really knew Chen Sanqiang for three or four years, and he did learn something about antique identification.

Sakura Yamamoto chuckled, "then you must be very familiar with his daughter Elizabeth Chen?"

Qin Zhao said: "almost in love. When we like each other best, she has a boyfriend."

Yamamoto Sakura poured two glasses of red wine. From time to time, she touched a glass with Qin Zhao. Qin Zhao began to tell her about her past in San Francisco.

"Qin Zhao, I didn't expect you to study antiques so much. Come on, I'll show you something."

Yamamoto Sakura straightens Qin Zhao's clothes and takes him to another room.

There are three rows of shelves in the room. The first row mainly contains porcelain, the second row mainly contains calligraphy and painting, and the third row mainly contains jade.

Qin Zhao pointed to a white porcelain vase and said, "this is high imitation blue and white porcelain. Why is it here?"

Yamamoto frowned and said, "how do you know it's Gao Fang?"

"Obviously, collectors all over the world have tried their best to find the real blue and white porcelain of the Song Dynasty."

Qin Zhao walked around to the second row and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that your father collected Qi Baishi's and Zhang Daqian's paintings. They have good taste."

Qin Zhao talked about the origin and value of more than ten antiques in succession. Yamamoto Sakura was convinced and took him out.

"Qin Zhao, you are the most erudite of all my boyfriends. I don't have time to introduce you to my father."

All previous boyfriends, Qin Zhao couldn't help laughing bitterly.

In the living room of Yamamoto mansion, Yamamoto rattan sits on the sofa with a tired face and gold rimmed glasses.

Yamamoto Sakura took Qin Zhao downstairs and happily introduced, "Dad, this is my boyfriend Qin Zhao, a financial businessman and antique expert."

Yamamoto used to be indifferent to his daughter's boyfriend, and today is no exception. He just nodded and didn't look at Qin Zhao.

Qin Zhao pointed to Yamamoto's finger and said with a smile, "uncle, is your finger the emerald finger of Kangxi?"

Yamamoto just looked at Qin Zhao and asked, "why do you guess that?"

"I just feel like, do you mind if I have a look?"

Yamamoto took off his finger and handed it to Qin Zhao. Qin Zhao said with a smile, "it's really a genuine product in the Kangxi period. This finger has a great origin. If I guess correctly, it's probably a prince's ornament."

Yamamoto couldn't help but look at Qin Zhao differently. This finger was really plundered by his ancestors from the last prince.

"How do you know?" he asked, holding his gold rimmed glasses

Qin Zhao laughed naturally, "Chen Sanqiang has a lot of books. I read a few more by accident, and I know a little bit about it."

Yamamoto surprised: "do you know Chen Sanqiang?"

Qin Zhao nodded, "he is my father's good friend, taught me."

Yamamoto boasted: "Dad, Qin Zhao can recognize the antiques you collected. If you don't believe it, you can test him."

Yamamoto also has this idea, said with a smile: "young man, I'm a collector, why don't you talk to me upstairs."Qin Zhao nodded with a smile and went upstairs with Yamamoto and his daughter.

Qin Zhao said the origin and value of 20 antiques this time, but Yamamoto was stunned and gave him a thumbs up.

Yamamoto's lips flashed a smile of satisfaction. At that time, he was in Hong Kong to see Qin Zhao was ok, but now he really likes Qin Zhao.

The cowherd or her boyfriend who had been in her arms before were all nothing. Taking Qin Zhao as a talented man greatly satisfied her vanity.

Qin Zhao talked and laughed about Feng Province, from calligraphy and painting to jade, and then to Feng Shui pattern.

"Mr. Qin, I admire your major very much. I'd like to ask you to help identify a calligraphy and painting."

"All right."

"You come with me, Sakura. You go to your room first."

Yamamoto Sakura kisses Qin Zhao and goes back to her room.

Qin Zhao smile does not change, with the mountain into a room on the second floor, while vigilant.

He didn't think that the old fox trusted him so much. Maybe he saw through him and planned to do it.

As soon as he entered the house, Qin Zhao was attracted by a painting on the wall. It was quiet and elegant ink painting, but it seemed to be covered with a film, which ordinary people could never see.

Qin Huan had professional training and good eyesight. He saw the mystery.

Yamamoto bent down to open the safe and took out a copy of the calligraphy pasted with a thin plastic mold, on which the preface to Lanting was written.

"Do you think it's genuine?"

Qin Zhao took up the magnifying glass for a moment and said with a smile: "this is really true It's an imitation of the original. "

"Uncle, as far as I know, the preface to Lanting has long been destroyed. Did you buy this calligraphy in Chinatown?"

"Ha ha ha"

Yamamoto said with a dry smile, "you have good eyesight. This is not the real product. I have submitted the real product to the government.

As soon as I got the Lanting preface, I gave it to the prime minister, but my group needs commercial hype, and the government wants everyone to know about it. "

"So you're going to muddle through the charity dinner with a fake script?"

"There's nothing we can do about it. Our finance minister will insist that it's genuine. Who will doubt it?"

Qin Zhao said with a smile, "do you want me to claim that this is genuine as a disciple of master Chen?"

"No," Yamamoto said, "the outside world doesn't know your relationship with master Chen. What you say has no authority.

Now you can call master Chen and ask him to make a statement, saying that my Lanting preface is the only genuine one.

Qin Jun, I won't let you help me in vain. You can choose one from my collection, or you can ask me what you want. "

Qin Huan said with a smile, "it's not what I want, but what master Chen wants."

Qin Zhao held his cheek in his hand and thought, "master Chen is not short of money. Famous cigarettes and wine are too small for him. Let's give him antiques."

there are 50 black bodyguards inside and outside the mansion, and the old man Yamamoto is not very alert, but now is the best time to start. If you are late, you will miss the opportunity.

Qin thought of raising his voice on purpose

Qin Zhao runs Jiulong Zhenqi at a high speed. A little golden light appears in his right hand, and suddenly pats Yamamoto's right shoulder. Jiulong Zhenqi penetrates into his body.

Yamamoto, who was struck by lightning, reached for Qin Zhao and fell to the right. The silver pistol he had just pulled out slipped to the ground.

Qin Zhao is not sure whether there is a monitor in the mansion, but the main one has fallen down to see what the monitor can do.

He leaped up, carefully removed the landscape painting on the wall, folded it into small pieces and hid it in his shirt, and then helped Yamamoto to the sofa.

Qin Zhao swaggered out of the room and went straight to the bathroom. The two bodyguards at the door were not suspicious.

After locking the door of the bathroom, Qin Zhao opened the window, turned on Jiulong Zhenqi, floated directly into the air, flew several hundred meters before landing, and slipped into a small forest.

"Qin Zhao, have you finished the task?" The speaker was Mike with a black briefcase in his hand.

"I'm not sure, only 80 percent sure."

Mike said with a smile: "fortunately, you have a tracking chip installed on you. Otherwise, I can't find you. There's no time to rescue you. Don't worry about other things. Change your clothes as soon as possible."

Knowing that time was running out, Qin Zhao took off his trousers and shirt, put on his casual clothes brought by Mike, put on a film mask, and put on his sunglasses. However, in a few seconds, he completely changed into another person.

Mike stared at the landscape painting and asked, "is this the preface to Lanting collection?"

"Let's go back to the experts, let's go first."

Mike nodded, lit the suit Qin Zhao took off and threw it away. With a little tiptoe, they ran more than 1000 meters in ten seconds and slipped into a restaurant.

The restaurant organized people, Flying Tigers Lin Yue patted Qin Zhao's shoulder, "hard, we will soon be able to evacuate."

Qin Zhao shook his head, "don't be so quick. When Yamamoto dies, they don't care to catch up with Lanting Xu. Yamamoto's family will soon have civil strife.""You killed old man Yamamoto?"

Qin Zhao said: "that's not true, but I don't know what to do. I didn't expect that the old man could not help beating him. I'm not sure if I could kill him."