After a long time, Mao Zhenhai sighed softly and broke the silence: "What a jealous talent."

"Mr. Yao Zhiping is the well-deserved number one master in the appraisal industry in my country. He has identified no less than 100,000 cultural relics and antiques in his life, and has solved dozens of mysteries that have plagued the archaeological world for countless years."

"Because of Mr. Yao Zhiping, countless cultural relics were able to restore their true bodies and countless history was revealed, which made our country's progress in the history of ancient civilizations a big move."

"Mr. Yao Zhiping often said, 'The cultural relics do not tell lies, and I, Yao Zhiping, don't tell lies,' gave colleagues in the appraisal industry a professional belief."

"In general, Mr. Yao Zhiping's achievements in the archaeological identification industry are unparalleled, but he didn't expect that Mr. Yao Zhiping was so young and went there like this. This is a huge loss that cannot be compensated by the cultural relics industry in our country."

When Zhang Kun heard Mao Zhenhai's words, he sighed inwardly, but he didn't know what to say.

After saying that, Mao Zhenhai fell into silence again, as if he was recalling something, and his face changed dimly.

This time, the silence was quite long, and it was not a big deal for Zhang Kun to see that it was exhausted so he spoke: "Mr. Mao, Mr. Mao?"

Hearing Zhang Kun's call, Mao Zhenhai seemed to come back to his senses, and then smiled a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, I couldn't help myself just now, and I remembered some of the memories I had with Mr. Yao Zhiping before, and I was negligent. By the way, is there anything wrong with Mr. Zhang coming to me this time?"

Hearing that Mao Zhenhai finally pointed out the theme, Zhang Kun felt relieved, and then hurriedly said, "That's right, this time I came here with some slightest reason. I really want to trouble Mr. Mao."

Mao Zhenhai smiled and waved his hand: "What are you taking the blame? You are Mr. Yao Zhiping's disciple. Mr. Yao Zhiping helped me a lot during his lifetime. Mr. Yao Zhiping's disciple spoke. As long as I can, I will never refuse."

Hearing Mao Zhenhai's words, Zhang Kun said directly: "That's right, I have something to do. I want to find the three brothers of the Qi family who had made a living in Panjiayuan before. Mr. Jiang Jitong told me that you might know."

When he heard Zhang Kun say the three brothers of the Qi family, Mao Zhenhai's eyes trembled, and when he heard the three words Jiang Jitong, his face instantly became low.

Mao Zhenhai didn't say anything, as if he was silent again. Zhang Kun looked at Mao Zhenhai: "Mr. Mao?"

Mao Zhenhai raised his head and smiled apologetically at Zhang Kun: "Mr. Zhang, if it was this matter, I would probably only say sorry. I don't know the clues about the three brothers of the Qi family. They seem to be no longer involved in this industry."

Zhang Kun was stunned, looking at Mao Zhenhai's calm face, for some reason, there was a faint doubt in his heart. He felt that Mao Zhenhai didn't seem to be unaware of it, but he seemed to be unwilling to say it.

This is Zhang Kun’s feeling, for no reason, I don’t know why, but Zhang Kun just feels it, he is intuitive.

Zhang Kun thought that his intuition should be quite sure this time, but Mao Zhenhai said this, what else could he do to change Mao Zhenhai's words? Zhang Kun was thinking.

However, at this time, Yao Zhiping, who had been floating behind Zhang Kun, suddenly said softly: "Forget Zhang Kun, don't ask, Mao Zhenhai won't say it anymore, it was me who neglected that thing back then, was what Mao Zhenhai did. It was Jiang Jitong who introduced the three brothers of the Qi family, but it turned out to be a fake."

"This is like a blow to Mao Zhenhai, who had just gained a foothold in the identification field at that time. He only recovered after at least ten years. If he wanted to say what Mao Zhenhai didn't want to mention the most, it was probably the incident back then, and there were three brothers of the Qi family."

"With that incident back then, it was too late for Mao Zhenhai and the three brothers of the Qi family to try to clear their relationship. How could he admit that he had any contact with the three brothers of the Qi family? Even if he knew about it, he would probably not say it."

Hearing Yao Zhiping's words, Zhang Kun was stunned, then suddenly came to his senses and smiled bitterly.

So that's it. Mao Zhenhai is doing antique auctions and transactions. What does one do with an antique auction with a counterfeit cultural relics? So those who come here to buy antiques will probably think carefully. Is the one you bought back an antique or a work of art?

Not everyone is called Yao Zhiping, and not everyone dares to say that he will never misunderstand it. So, if there is such a worry, Mao Zhenhai's business will be..., there are more than one antique auctions, so who is not buying?

After thinking about this clearly, Zhang Kun felt a sense of helplessness in his heart. From this point of view, he was probably going to return to nothing today.

Even though he knew very well that Mao Zhenhai was likely to know the clues about the three brothers of the Qi family, if others didn't say it, could Zhang Kun still use a knife to force him to say it?

Thinking of this, Zhang Kun smiled and nodded at Mao Zhenhai, then slowly stood up: "Since that's the case, I won't disturb you much today. Mr. Mao, thank you for the hospitality."

Seeing Zhang Kun get up, Mao Zhenhai stood up and grabbed Zhang Kun's hand: "How can this be done? It's been here. This is the first time Mr. Zhang meets. This is the first time, so I have to let me do my best to the landlords. Let's have fun in my company first and go around. I will be a part of the company to be a part of the appraisal industry. Then I will invite a few colleagues from the appraisal industry to gather at that time."

"That is, our company will have the largest auction of this year soon. I must be there, or I will accompany you around in person."

Have a meal? I just finished eating and drinking from Jiang Jitong, come again?

He originally planned to refuse politely, but after hearing Mao Zhenhai's words, Zhang Kun was stunned and then blinked and asked, "There is an auction this afternoon?"

Mao Zhenhai slapped his forehead and smiled and said, "Look, look at me, Mr. Zhang has come here. Why not go to our company's auction site? This is the largest auction of our company this year. There are many good items. Even if you don't buy it, it's good to take a look. This appraisal industry is about eye strength. If you look at it more, there will be no harm."

"How about it? I'll have fun with me this afternoon and attend this auction. I'll get you a VIP seat."

"That's all. I'll attend the auction in the afternoon. I'll invite a few friends to introduce you to you. Everyone can get to know each other. They are all colleagues in the appraisal industry. With this connection, it's not bad to know a few more people."

After hearing Mao Zhenhai's words, Zhang Kun did not respond, but looked at Mao Zhenhai and asked, "Then can I participate in the auction, too?"

Mao Zhenhai was stunned, and then said with a lot of laughter and cry: "Of course, it's true that Mr. Zhang is willing to take care of our business. If you like something, even if you take a photo, I'll give you a 10% discount, just treat it as a meeting gift."

100% off, this discount is really not low. If Zhang Kun buys an item worth hundreds of millions of yuan, the discount will be 2 million yuan.
Chapter completed!