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Chapter 57 The Liu Family in Hangzhou
  This VIP room is huge.

The area is almost the size of a medium-sized movie theater.

It is about three stories high.

Above the head is a crystal lamp.

There was a red carpet on the floor.

There are some landscape paintings hanging on the wall.

The overall decoration is magnificent, magnificent and full of money.

Because the antique appreciation meeting was held, the VIP room was divided into three areas.

One is the exhibition area, where each collection is protected by a special glass display cabinet, blooming with the atmosphere of age and history under the light.

One is the seating area.

There are some seats and tables set up.

The last one is the activity area.

There is a stage.

There are drinks, snacks and desserts.

There are also artists playing the piano and performing, enlivening the atmosphere and enhancing the style.

The tasting officially starts at 10pm.

It's not time yet.

So the exhibition area is not open yet.

Everyone is either sitting in the rest area, chatting and laughing with the neighbors, or socializing and entertaining in the activity area, drinking red wine and having fun, looking like a high-class society.

Seeing the scene in the VIP room, Yang Chen had to admit that it made sense for the security guard to stop him from entering because of his disheveled clothes.

White T-shirt, big shorts, blue slippers.

Although it is slightly inappropriate to attend a class reunion, after all, they are all classmates who know each other, and it is not a high-end activity.

Dressed like this to attend a party, it looks low-key and simple.

But participating in this kind of tasting meeting is indeed a bit shabby and a bit impolite.

The guests inside were all glamorous and well-dressed. Yang Chen looked at himself and wondered whether he should change his clothes and come back?

Think about it or forget it.

trouble.

Next time, bring a few extra sets of clothes in the car and just pay attention to the occasion.

"Come on, let me introduce you. This is Liu Fanfei from Hangzhou. He is a talented young man. He has many legendary experiences in antique appreciation."

Yang Chen and Liu Feifan followed Huang Ronglin to the activity area.

A corner of the activity area.

A group of finely dressed men and women surrounded Mr. Lin Shugeng and a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face in the center.

On either side of Mr. Lin and a Chinese young man with a Chinese character face, one was a half-bald man with a square head and big ears, who smiled like Maitreya Buddha, and the other was a fashionable old man with dyed blond hair and wearing a floral shirt.

Because Liu Feifan was walking in front, Huang Ronglin introduced him first.

"Hey, I've heard of Liu Feifei from the Liu family in Hangzhou."

In the antique circle, although Mr. Lin has a high status, he has never had any airs.

He smiled cordially, reached out his hand, and shook Liu Feifan's hand: "How is your grandpa doing lately? At the last porcelain auction on Hong Kong Island, your grandpa robbed me of a lot of good things!"

Mr. Lin is from an antique family in Chunan Province and has good relations with antique families from all over the country.

When I met Liu Feifan, I took the initiative to mention this matter. Of course, I was not being petty, but to get closer and connect with each other.

Although Liu Feifan was arrogant, high-minded and extremely crazy, he naturally did not dare to be rude and indifferent when faced with Lin Shugeng, the leader of the Chunan antique industry, an authority equal to his grandfather.

"Hello, Grandpa Lin!"

Liu Feifan stretched out his hands and shook them respectfully.

"After my grandfather came back from Hong Kong Island, he has been thinking about you, old man, and said that if you have time, you must come to my house as a guest."

"My grandpa said that as long as you come, he will use the tea set he got from the last auction on Hong Kong Island to make tea for you."

As soon as he said this, Mr. Lin burst into laughter.

"That's impossible!"

"That tea set costs tens of millions. If your grandpa dares to brew it, I don't dare to drink it either."

Hearing this, Liu Feifan smiled and said: "Only Grandpa Lin has this kind of treatment. For others, it may not be easy to say."

His flattery made Mr. Lin quite happy.

"You are Liu Feifan, the famous young genius in Hangzhou?"

"I have long admired your name, and I am honored to meet you." At this time, on the side of Mr. Lin, the square-headed man with big ears and a half-bald man who smiled like Maitreya Buddha came over and extended his hand to shake his hand.

Seeing this, Huang Ronglin introduced: "Guo Xueren, nationally registered senior art appraiser and appraiser, director of the Chunan Ancient Ceramic Art Museum, and honorary vice president of the Huaguo Second-hand Goods Industry Association."

These titles are quite valuable.

Liu Feifan reached out and shook his hand. Although he was not as respectful as he was to Mr. Lin, he was still polite.

"you flatter me."

"It's just a false name, not worth mentioning!"

Although Liu Feifan's mouth is modest, his confident smile and the sharp look in his eyes tell everyone that yes, I am that genius boy!

Being young, of course you have to be energetic!
  Guo Xueren smiled.

This young man is very famous.

In Hangzhou, and even in the entire Chinese antique circle, it is famous.

When I mention his name, the word genius comes to mind.

When I saw him today, he indeed had the confidence and arrogance of a genius.

It seems that the children of the antique family do have something special about them!

At this time, Huang Ronglin cleared his throat and introduced the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face: "This is Mr. Wu Guoqing, the leader of the Propaganda Department of the Xingsha Municipal Party Committee and the top leader of the Cultural Bureau."

Of course, officials are indispensable for high-class gatherings.

In China, this is even more true.

With the participation of officials, the standard and grade of this party were instantly raised.

The leader of the Propaganda Department of the Xingsha Municipal Party Committee and the head of the Culture, Tourism, Radio, Film and Television Bureau are division-level cadres. At the same time, because it is a provincial capital city, there is a lot of room for development.

Therefore, his arrival undoubtedly added a lot of color to this small private antique tasting event.

Of course, the arrival of Director Wu is not only a real business counterpart, but also a support for the exchange and promotion of the development of folk culture.

After all, the competent authority for antiques is the Cultural Relics Bureau.

The superior unit of the Cultural Heritage Bureau is the Culture, Tourism, Radio, Film and Television Bureau.

As the director and deputy director of the Propaganda Department, it is reasonable to appear on such an occasion.

"Director Wu, hello!"

Liu Feifan took the initiative to step forward and extended his hand, smiling politely and with a little resistance. It could be seen that he treated officials more at a respectful distance.

China has always paid attention to the importance of superiority and inferiority.

This is even more true in officialdom.

However, Director Wu was kind and easy-going, whether to everyone or just to Liu Feifan. He smiled, stretched out his hand and shook Liu Feifan's hand, and then nodded in praise:

"The Liu family in Hangzhou is indeed a big family with profound cultural heritage!"

"Not only does it have a high reputation in the antique world, but it has also made an indelible contribution to China's cultural renaissance, historical presentation, and cultural relic recovery!"

"Comrade Xiaoliu, I've heard of you too!"

"I hope you can inherit the glorious tradition of the Liu family and continue to contribute to the cultural relics and culture of China!"

After speaking, he patted Liu Feifan on the shoulder with an encouraging expression.

Director Wu's words sounded official and polite, but in fact they were quite affirmative of the Liu family and Liu Feifan.

Although Liu Feifan resisted officialdom, he could only cooperate at this moment, nodding respectfully, pretending to listen to the instructions, take them to heart, and definitely follow the leadership's instructions.

Introducing the leader, Huang Ronglin pointed to the trendy old man with blond hair and a floral shirt.

"This is Mr. Pang Fengzhi from Hong Kong Island. His English name is Tony. He is the president of the Asia-Pacific region of Christie's auction house. Your grandfather's tea set worth tens of millions was bought from him."

"Mud monkey! Just call me Tony."

The old Chao man, about 60 years old, spoke in broken Mandarin, "I'm so jealous of you, Liu Feifan, I heard you're a genius."

"It's not like I'm a genius, but I'm really unlucky, but I'm really a talented person!"

People in Hong Kong speak more casually and don't have so many rules and regulations.

Therefore, although the trendy old man is older, he is as casual and straightforward as young people when communicating.

Antique families usually have to deal with auction houses.

Whether buying or selling.

Therefore, Liu Feifan was very polite to this teacher Tony: "Teacher Tony, you are so polite. You are a real first-class talent, young and energetic!"

The old man chuckled.

"Your grandpa and I are friends. Let's not flatter each other between us!"

"Anyway, it's nice to meet you!"

(End of this chapter)