In the blink of an eye, another day passed.

Jiang Tiansheng still took people out and continued to wander around the antique market, looking for possible clues.

At half past nine, Gu Zian came to the door on time.

Chen Fan left the hotel, got in his Bentley and headed to Sun's house.

"Mr. Long, how should I introduce you later?"

Gu Zian's face was respectful, looking even more submissive than yesterday.

It had been two days since he was poisoned, and the three-day deadline was getting closer and closer. He also felt more and more that something was wrong with his body, and he couldn't help but worry about not waking up when he slept.

Even when I'm playing games with women, I always think about this and lose interest.

"Chen Fan." Chen Fan said calmly.

There is no need to publicize Mr. Long’s identity.

Few people here in Jinling have heard of the name Chen Fan.

After all, this place is hundreds of kilometers away from Hangjiang and is not the same province.

"good."

Gu Zian nodded.

"What industry is the Sun family engaged in, and what are the origins of their ancestors?" Chen Fan asked.

"The Sun family is engaged in real estate and energy. As for their ancestors, they used to be palace eunuchs and had great power for a while. After the change of dynasties, the Sun family has experienced ups and downs. In recent years, they have made a lot of money in real estate and energy!"

Gu Zian introduced, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

Chen Fan tasted it.

His ancestor was a great eunuch of the palace. Such a pedigree makes a family like the Gu family, which has a tradition of scholarly martial arts, a bit disdainful.

"So, Mr. Sun's passion for collecting actually has an arty meaning?"

"Long...Mr. Chen has seen it thoroughly." Gu Zian said: "Sun Mingen is a stickler. What he likes to do most is to show off. He likes to invite a bunch of people to buy any limited edition luxury cars or novel antiques.

People go to play, spend a lot of money, and let those people praise him."

Chen Fan smiled and said nothing.

Gu Zian laughed at Young Master Sun, showing that he looked down on him.

But Gu Zian himself must be much better than that Young Master Sun?

The two of them were talking as the car arrived outside a gate.

The gate is very wide, similar to an archway. The security guard will come up and ask questions before letting you in.

After driving in, there are rockeries, rocks, pines, cypresses and green flowers beside the road, which is a pleasant scenery.

Here, it is more like a private garden.

But judging from the area, layout, and scenery, this Su family’s old house was also extremely valuable a hundred years ago.

In today's prosperous cities, it is even more expensive but not marketable.

No wonder Zhong Hao said that the possibility of the Sun family selling this house is extremely slim.

If the Sun family were not at the end of their rope for such an ancient house handed down from ancient times, they would definitely not give it away.

After driving for three minutes, we arrived at a parking lot where a dozen luxury cars were already parked.

There was a security guard waiting here, directing Gu Zian to park the car and enthusiastically leading the way.

It can be seen that Mr. Sun is indeed a hospitable person.

Soon we arrived outside a Chinese-style building.

The sound of people talking came from inside.

An old man who looked like a housekeeper stood at the door, bowed to Gu Zian and said, "Master Gu, welcome. My young master has been talking about you for a long time. I wonder what I call this friend of yours?"

"Chen Fan." Chen Fan said.

"Welcome Mr. Chen, please come inside. My young master and several guests are inside!"

After walking through the door, there is a hall inside. There are booths in the middle of the hall and booths on the walls.

In each exhibition stand, there is an antique.

Looking at it, there are a lot of them, probably no less than three to five hundred pieces.

A dozen people gathered around the middle booth, looking at several collections.

"Tsk, tsk, it's amazing. Mr. Sun, your Xuande stove is so beautiful. The glaze color is full and round, and the openings are neat. Tsk, tsk, how did you get this appearance?"

"Yes, congratulations, Mr. Sun, you have added another treasure to your private collection, which is really enviable!"

"Master Sun, your vision is really amazing. If I had your vision, I would have made a fortune long ago, haha..."

"..."

All kinds of flattering compliments were heard constantly.

A fat man surrounded by the crowd said with a proud smile: "It's actually simple, just throw money. If I don't buy bargains, I won't be able to buy fakes, right?"

"Haha, what you said, Mr. Sun, is really a wise saying."

"What I admire the most is Mr. Sun. He speaks so directly, which is embarrassing!"

"..."

"This fat man is Sun Mingen."

Gu Zian whispered something in a low voice, strode over, laughed, and said: "My Young Master Sun, you have bought something good again, I came here specially to look after you!"

"Hey, Master Gu is here?"

Sun Mingen separated from everyone, strode forward to greet him, and eagerly held Gu Zian's hand.

"Haha, welcome, Mr. Gu, you are a rare visitor. In fact, it is not worth mentioning. I just spent tens of millions to get a few small items, but you are not worthy of Mr. Gu's discernment!"

"Let me take a look..."

Gu Zian said as he liked.

Sun Ming'en felt that his face was very bright. He took Gu Zian's hand and led him to the middle booth. "It's easy to talk. I'll be a tour guide for Mr. Gu. Let's take a look at this first. Ru kiln pink and green glaze wash, priced at 8 million."

, give me your palms and eyes..."

The Gu family and the Sun family are both families that have been inherited for more than a hundred years. However, compared to the heritage and family reputation, the Sun family is much inferior. In other words, it will only develop again in 20 to 30 years, otherwise it will not be able to win the attention of the Gu family.

The Gu family can be called a Chinese family, but the Sun family cannot!

Gu Zian and Sun Ming'en greeted each other warmly and politely, and there was a lively atmosphere there.

Chen Fan did not follow him. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the various collections in the booths in the hall.

At a glance, they are all genuine antiques.

However, for the most part, the quality is relatively average, and they are not considered high-quality among similar antiques.

This is probably the tuition fee paid by Sun Mingen, a wealthy young man. Those sellers dare not sell fakes to him, but the prices of these genuine products that are not in good condition will never be low.

"Sir, please drink some water. If you need anything, please feel free to call us."

A young and beautiful servant came over and gave Chen Fan a glass of hot water.

Sun Mingen's hospitality was once again demonstrated.

Of course, this kind of hospitality may just be a desire to be praised by guests.

Chen Fan took the hot water and slowly looked at Sun Mingen's private museum.

There are a lot of things, but there are really few exquisite ones.

Soon, Chen Fan's eyes fell on a piece of calligraphy hanging on the wall.

His eyes gradually narrowed.

This is Huang Tingjian's "Cold Food Post".

Huang Tingjian was a great calligrapher in the Song Dynasty. Any calligraphy that is handed down to the world is worth tens of thousands of gold.

This post is quite interesting.

"What did you see?"

A crisp voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Chen Fan turned around and saw a woman wearing an off-white windbreaker with a tall figure and a delicate and beautiful face.

Withdrawing his gaze and returning his gaze to "Cold Food Post", Chen Fan said casually: "The writing is good."

"Just good calligraphy?"

The woman's eyes were lively and she said with a smile: "Here, you and I are the only ones here to appreciate Young Master Sun's collection. Everyone else is just joining in the fun and flattering Young Master Sun."

Chen Fan said oh.

The woman seemed bored and continued to ask: "Is this Huang Tingjian's authentic work?"

"Fake!" Chen Fan didn't mind her interruption and said casually: "However, people who imitate Huang Tingjian's original calligraphy can be called masters of calligraphy themselves. They have no craftsmanship and have their own style. It is rare!"

"Oh, I only knew it was fake. I didn't expect it to have a different origin. Do you know who the imitator is?"

The woman asked curiously.

"I know." Chen Fan nodded, but didn't answer much.
Chapter completed!