Chapter 463

Prince Beile smiled and enlivened the atmosphere for a while, then suddenly took out something and placed it on the table, then pushed it to Pei Wencong.

"Although the thing that happened this morning was a misunderstanding, since it caused reputational damage to Mr. Pei, there must be some gesture."

"This set of Ming Dynasty official kiln multicolored flower and bird pots was originally scouted by Mr. Ai for a friend of Mr. Tong. Now it's a gift to Mr. Pei as an apology. I hope Mr. Pei won't mind..."

Pei Wencong looked down at the things on the table. This was a set of white-bottomed colored flower pots, and listening to the other party's meaning, it was clearly an antique.

Pei Wencong raised his head and smiled indifferently: "Mr. Ming, I, Pei, am not someone who bullies others with power, so an apology is unnecessary. Let's handle it according to Hong Kong law, so as to avoid extra complications and being criticized by others."

The smile on Prince Beile's face didn't change, he just turned to look at Ai Zhixin and Fu Guiyin.

Ai Zhixin smiled awkwardly, looking a bit embarrassed, while Fu Guiyin glared and gnashed her teeth, then lowered her head to hide her anger.

She thought she had been sincere enough; she just said a nasty word, and then she was slapped by Hearing Fu Guiru. Now her entire left cheek was still stinging like needles.

Just two years ago, a group of racing kids had a traffic accident with Pei Wencong's sister, and then those racing kids were beaten into the hospital by the passengers in Pei Wenhui's car, and their injuries were quite serious.

【If my father hadn't taken her in back then, she and her daughter would have starved to death long ago.】

Although she had a large sum of money in her hand, she was used to being extravagant. Seeing the numbers in her bank account decreasing at a rate of six digits per month, could she not be anxious?

Are you burning money? Hurting others and not benefiting yourself?

It was originally Hearing Fu Guiru's fault. She wouldn't let her off without paying three or five million. Anyway, she even had a mountaintop villa; three or five million must be obtainable.

But the better Hearing Fu Guiru treated her before, the more Fu Guiyin hated Hearing Fu Guiru now.

With Fu Guiyin's temper, how could she endure it? But after Mr. Tong took out a few old newspapers, Fu Guiyin became a bit timid.

But no matter how much Fu Guiyin hated, the lawsuit had to be fought, and the lawyer's fees had to be spent.

As a result, it's great now; Pei Wencong didn't accept the gift sent over and insisted on taking the legal route.

Only then did she remember Hearing Fu Guiru's goodness before. At that time, she could get money from the Fu Company every month, and someone would clean up her mess; she didn't have to consider what would happen tomorrow or next year at all.

Pei Wencong paid as much as 300,000 US dollars in lawyer's fees, not seeking to benefit himself, only seeking to hurt others. After a lawsuit, all the racing kids had criminal records and couldn't settle even if they wanted to.

As a result, Fu Guiyin never imagined that after Pei Wencong appeared, the people around her actually advised her to bow her head and make concessions.

And at this time, Ai Zhixin suddenly expressed his willingness to take out an ancestral relic to compensate Pei Wencong, and it would also help their "joint business." Fu Guiyin was so excited she cried bitterly, and only then did she suppress her grievances and come to apologize and seek peace.

As a result, guess what?

The lawyer Mr. Tong helped find looked at Fu Guiyin's case and could only guarantee she wouldn't go to jail, but it was hard to say whether she would pay money or not, and it was hard to say how long it would take to fight, and there was no certainty about whether it could be settled in the end.

Just when the scene was a bit awkward, Li Ye suddenly said: "This Mr. Ai, can I take a look at this set of pots?"

Why do these pots look so familiar?

In the cabinet at his home in Zaojunmiao, there was a similar set.

Since Fu Guiyin couldn't get pocket money from the Fu Company a year ago, she fell into a state of living off her past gains and slowly became anxious, and slowly became "stingy."

Li Ye took the teapot into his hand and looked at it carefully from left to right. The more he looked, the more suspicious he felt in his heart.

Fu Guiyin isn't a village woman who hasn't seen the world. She knew at once that the lawyer's fees wouldn't be small. She felt a pain in her heart.

Ai Zhixin paused and immediately said: "Of course, you can look at it as you please."

No, not similar, it's almost exactly the same.

Li Ye's observation is top-notch. He felt that the patterns on the pots in his hand were carved from the same mold as the patterns on the pots at his home.

But Li Ye's set of teapots was a Ming Dynasty official kiln multicolored flower and bird pot that Old Song bought from Guan Ciying back then.

Ming Dynasty official kilns weren't mass-produced by machines; how could they be exactly the same?

【No, it's not the same.】

Looking at these pots from the front, they are highly similar to his set, but if you look from the side, the degree of color infiltration is completely different.

If the two sets of pots were placed together, it would be easier to distinguish them.

Ai Zhixin saw Li Ye looking so carefully and felt there was a chance. Although today was to apologize to Pei Wencong, Hearing Fu Guiru's involvement was also very large, and Li Ye was standing with Hearing Fu Guiru this morning.

"This little brother, this official kiln pot belongs to a first-class cultural relic and has high historical and artistic value, so we are very sincere."

"First-class cultural relic?"

Li Ye was startled, looked at Ai Zhixin, and asked: "How did you transport first-class cultural relics to Hong Kong?"

Ai Zhixin paused: "What transport to Hong Kong?"

Li Ye asked in surprise: "Didn't you say it's a first-class cultural relic? Only the mainland has the classification of first, second, and third-class cultural relics, but first-class cultural relics are not allowed to flow out of the mainland. How did you transport them?"

"Is the business you want to talk about with Mr. Tong smuggling cultural relics?"

Ai Zhixin was speechless for a while, and the people around also looked at him one after another, making him very nervous.

"Cough~"

Prince Beile coughed lightly and said: "In an art gallery in the Lighthouse Country, I once saw many of our artworks. I was very heartbroken and also hated my own incompetence, letting the ancestors' things fall into the hands of foreign races..."

"This Ming Dynasty official kiln multicolored flower and bird pot is indeed a mainland cultural relic, but two years ago it was actually bought by the Japanese and taken to Japan. This time I spent a lot of money to buy it back from Japan,"

"Actually, the so-called prohibition of cultural relics flowing out of the mainland is now basically a mere formality, the reason being foreign exchange,"

"Several people should also know that the mainland is currently in urgent need of foreign exchange. We, as Chinese people, have a responsibility to support it with all our strength,"

"However, we are not as rich and imposing as Mr. Huo and Mr. Pei, so wanting to donate for free is beyond our ability,"

"So we thought of doing a small business, taking out real gold and silver to exchange for some things that mainlanders themselves don't look down on..."

"Of course, only Hong Kong, which shares the same roots, and only people like Mr. Huo, Mr. Ai, and Mr. Pei, who are concerned about the motherland and are relatively wealthy, can ensure that these things only circulate in our Chinese circle,"

"In this case, the ancestors' things are still in the hands of us Chinese people, right?"

It must be said that Prince Beile, who used the pseudonym "Mr. Ming," had a good mouth, turning an unusual antique trade into a great good deed of loving the country and the people.

But what kind of person is Mr. Huo? What kind of business did he do before? Could he not hear it?

So his face gradually turned cold, and then he looked at Mr. Tong.

Mr. Tong swallowed his saliva and said with his head down: "Actually, Mr. Pei also seems to have done similar business. The day before yesterday, I invited a suit of armor for town house home, which was transported from Chang'an in the mainland. It seems to be your business, Mr. Pei?"

Pei Wencong paused, not expecting it to involve him.

He did have such a business, which was contacted by Old Xiong of the Chang'an Film Studio with a handicraft factory, making simulated armor.

At that time, Li Ye gave them the positioning of "what is sold is not handicrafts, but history," so it sold well as soon as it was launched.

But that is a real handicraft! Two different things from antiques.

But if Pei Wencong said it was a modern handicraft, go, can that still town house? Is that still history?

Seeing Mr. Huo look over suspiciously, Pei Wencong had to say: "There is such a thing, but we went through formal procedures and came through customs."

In the eighties, mainland cultural relics were divided into levels: first, second, and third. For general cultural relics, they could be exported with the special approval of the mainland Cultural Relics Bureau.

Cultural relic imitations and reproductions after the founding of the People's Republic of China do not belong to the scope of cultural relics and can be managed as general items. Pei Wencong's small armor business belongs to imitations and reproductions.

However, Pei Wencong's meaning in saying this is: you are reselling antiques, did you come through customs? Or did you come through the water route?

If you came through customs, it's legal. If not, don't climb up to me, don't splash dirty water on me.

And at this point, Pei Wencong also saw that this Mr. Ming today seems to be bringing Ai Zhixin and Fu Guiyin to apologize, but actually has the idea of killing two birds with one stone.

He wants to take this opportunity to enter the Hong Kong tycoon antique collection circle.

There are many tycoons in Hong Kong, and many collectors have the hobby of collecting antiques. If there are good things that are cheap and good, then this business will inevitably make a fortune.

But first you have to be able to enter this circle.

Mr. Huo was several decades older than Pei Wencong and naturally saw it too. He said with a calm face: "We came here today mainly to resolve the dispute between you and Mr. Pei. What does it have to do with this kind of business?"

Mr. Tong swallowed his saliva and gave Prince Beile a helpless look.

But Prince Beile's expression remained as usual, and he said with a smile: "Yes, yes, we are mainly here to apologize today, hoping that Mr. Pei will be generous and turn hostility into friendship. This business is also part of the apology,"

"I recently heard that a lady came from the capital, specializing in rosewood furniture business, and her partners in Hong Kong have gained considerable benefits..."

Pei Wencong frowned. He felt that Prince Beile was a bit ignorant. How much money can reselling antiques in the eighties make? Can it be compared to the "billions" promised by Li Ye?

But Li Ye spoke again: "Are you talking about Chen Nushi? Did she sell so much rosewood furniture to Hong Kong?"

Prince Beile turned to Li Ye and smiled: "Yes, does the little brother know Chen Nushi?"

"I've heard of her," Li Ye smiled and said: "I heard she is a descendant of the Plain Red Banner or Plain Yellow Banner. I don't know if it's true or false."

"However, she did spend some money a few years ago to buy two warehouses of rosewood furniture, and it took several days to pull them with trucks. Many of them are hundreds of years old. Turning them over is definitely a different price."

Pei Wencong looked at Li Ye strangely, not understanding why he heated up this topic again.

But Li Ye spoke, and he had to support him: "Two warehouses? How could there be so much sandalwood furniture?"

Li Ye said indifferently: "Confiscated ill-gotten gains, right? The Eight Banners children are not good at doing other things, but they still have some ways to fiddle with those things."