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He didn't understand, how could there be people in this world who refuse money?
If I take the money and you sell the sculpture to me, won't everything be settled?
Why so much trouble, what proof and the like?
"Why don't you? Give me a reason!"
"Sorry, sir, this thing does not belong to you, nor does it belong to us, we have no right to sell it!"
"Why doesn't it belong to you? Didn't you just say it in the advertisement? If you don't find the author, it belongs to you!"
The man in the gown frowned.
The chairperson explained helplessly:
"Sir, you misunderstood. What we wrote is that if the author is not found, we will 'temporarily keep it', not to take possession of it!"
"Yes, sir, as far as it is concerned, at the legal level, it still belongs to the original author!"
Another staff member also stepped forward to explain.
"I don't care about the law. I only know the ways of the world. It's true to follow the rules! I pay the money, and the things are given to me. This is my rule! But if you insist on saying that the things are not yours, then I will Not going to buy it!"
The man in the gown shot his eyes wide open, and shouted:
"Just give me something!"
He stared at the main committee's eyes, and the main committee felt that there seemed to be an invisible hand in the other's eyes.
Grabbed all his attention.
Soon, the main committee member's consciousness became blurred, and he stood in place as if hypnotized.
"Is this thing mine?"
the man in the gown asked.
"Return, return to you—"
"Chairman!"
At this moment, a staff member squeezed in and shook the chairman heavily.
He suddenly woke up, but he didn't notice what happened just now.
The man in the long gown couldn't help being secretly annoyed.
It's almost a failure, and it seems to be a success.
"what happened?"
"Someone said it was the author of this sculpture!"
"What? Another one?"
The chairperson couldn't laugh or cry.
How hot is this sculpture?Why in just a short time, there are two groups of guys who claim to be the author?
Maybe another fake.
However, this also gave him confidence, this sculpture is very popular.
As long as you find the real author and get the copyright, you can distribute its various peripherals and make a fortune...
"Let that person wait, I'm not free here!"
The chairman wanted to deal with the matter of the man in long gown first.
"Hey, Mr. Zhou has such a big tone!"
A voice came suddenly.
The chairman was taken aback, his surname was indeed Zhou.
Turn your head away.
I saw four men in black, parting the crowd and making way for a path.
A young man with extraordinary appearance and handsome appearance strode over.
Behind him was a man in a neat suit, who looked like his secretary.
This style, at first glance, is not ordinary people.
The chairman immediately smiled politely:
"My surname is indeed Zhou, who is you?"
"My surname is Qin, everyone calls me Master Qin!"
He didn't say he was an artist either.
But at this time, the chairman and the people around him naturally associate, Master Qin?That should be a master of art and sculpture?
The chairman looked him up and down.
Seeing that he is very young, at this age, it is a bit inappropriate to dare to call himself a master.
"I don't know what Master Qin does?"
"Be an antique."
Everyone secretly said: It turns out that it is the master of appreciating treasures.
"What does that have to do with this thing?"
The chairman is a little strange.
"This is an antique I brought back from abroad. There was an accident on the way, and the box slipped from the car and was left nearby."
"However, when we sent people back to search, we couldn't find it."
"I just saw your advertisement and realized that it was in the exhibition!"
"So, we're here right away!"
Qin Yi's explanation made sense.