Detective From the Future: Two hundred forty-eight collections

Han Bin opened the picture album, admired the calligraphy and painting, and asked: "Is this all Han Xuankun's paintings?"

"Yes, the pictures in this album are all real pictures. Although I have seen his original works, it will inevitably be remembered after a long time. If you verify with the album, the impression will be more profound." Wang Qingsheng finished. , And looked at Wang Huifang and Han Weidong:

"Sister, brother-in-law, I didn't make a joke with you. Han Xuankun's paintings can be said to be a rare product. As long as you can buy the original collection, you will definitely make a profit without losing it."

Han Weidong seems to be interested: "How much are Han Xuankun's paintings?"

"The prices of works by the same painter are different. According to the size of the painting, the time of painting, the degree of exquisiteness, and the significance of the painting, the price varies. I can only say a rough price, a few months. The paintings of former Han Xuankun are mostly 30,000 to 40,000, and now it is about 4 to 50,000."

"Because he died?" Wang Huifang asked.

"Yes, the painter is dead, and the paintings have become limited editions. There can only be few but not many. They must be more precious than before." Wang Qingsheng explained.

"Forty to fifty thousand paintings are too extravagant at home, so forget it." Han Weidong shook his head.

"Brother-in-law, your money is stored in the bank. It's better to buy a painting and it can appreciate." Wang Qingsheng persuaded.

"Money is second. The key paintings of 40,000 to 50,000 are not good for hanging at home." Han Weidong waved his hand.

"Well, what you said is correct. Compared with appreciation, promotion is more important." Wang Qingsheng laughed.

"Qingsheng, how much money can you make by helping others to collect a painting?" Wang Huifang asked with concern.

"If you collect four to fifty thousand, you should be able to sell six to seven thousand." If someone asks, Wang Qingsheng will definitely not tell the truth.

"Yes, you can earn ten or twenty thousand by doing a single order." Han Weidong said.

Wang Qingsheng drank a cup of tea and said with emotion: “It’s not easy to do it. After looking for customers to find sellers, and other customers as long as they are genuine, they must be used for identification before buying. It hit me."

"So the risk is not small." Wang Huifang frowned.

"No one is a fool. If Qingsheng doesn't take the risk, the customer is willing to give him a premium of ten to twenty thousand." Han Weidong said.

"Brother-in-law is right. This customer is ready to collect and hold it for a long time. He knows that antiques are deep and afraid of buying fakes. I happened to talk to this customer several times, and they trusted me, so I asked me to help. Take one picture." Wang Qingsheng picked up a plum from the fruit plate and threw it into his mouth.

After eating, he likes to eat snacks. It's not that he's not full, it's just a habit.

"Uncle, the collectors, isn't the biggest pleasure of picking up leaks? What's the point of doing things like your client?" Han Bin picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Wang Qingsheng.

"It was done ten years ago to pick up leaks. In the past few years, no one has been counting on picking up leaks to make a fortune. The antique market is becoming more and more standardized. "Han Bin asked in his heart, Wang Qingsheng opened the chattering box and continued:

"Nowadays, many wealthy people engage in collections. They find someone familiar with the antiques business to collect them. They negotiate the conditions in advance, do an appraisal before buying, and buy them if they really are; fake ones, they belong to people in the industry. Pot."

"If it is true, the collector must buy at a premium, can he make money?"

"Persons who engage in collections don't need money, they just hold it in the long-term. It depends on the individual's perspective to make a loss or earn." Wang Qingsheng said.

To put it bluntly, Wang Qingsheng is a risk-taking middleman. He eats with his eyesight. When he buys a real painting, he can make a difference. If he buys a fake painting, he will lose money.

"According to you, compared with previous years, this antique industry is not so easy to do." Han Weidong said.

"It also depends on luck. There are also some special customers who have some knowledge of antiques, but they are not particularly proficient. If this kind of person is in the heart of picking up leaks, it is easy to buy fakes, and antique shops can also buy fakes. Make a fortune fiercely."

Wang Qingsheng smiled and joked: "People who don't understand don't buy; people who are proficient will not be fooled; those who don't understand it are easy to suffer big losses."

"It's normal. People who are new to the industry have to suffer. Anyone who understands never understands." Han Weidong said.

"If you meet a good master, you can still suffer less. If you say too much, it will be tears." Wang Qingsheng sighed, and turned his head to look at Han Bin aside:

"Binzi, when you are collecting the painting, you go with me. When it comes to seeing people, you are more accurate than me."

"Look at the day, as long as there is no case, I have time." Han Bin said.

Wang Huifang heard something wrong: "Son, you and Miss Tan are completely out of play."

Han Bin nodded: "I really haven't contacted these days."

"Well, let's go with the fate. Mom won't force it. I'll introduce you when there is something suitable." Wang Huifang sighed, although she was psychologically prepared, she was still a little disappointed.

……

The next day.

The Criminal Investigation Brigade of Yuhua Branch held a meeting. Deputy Director Dai Minghan presided over the meeting. Three squadron leaders and six team leaders attended the meeting. At the meeting, the focus of work and major cases during this period were summarized. At the same time, The performance of the Criminal Investigation Team and the Second Team during this period was highly evaluated.

Han Bin, a newcomer, also showed up for the first time at the leadership meeting.

The people sitting here are all his seniors. Han Bin was humble and said that he would continue to work hard, obey the organization's arrangements, and contribute to the peace of Qindao City.

After the meeting, Han Bin went to Zheng Kaixuan's office to sit for a while.

Back to the office, only Tian Li was going through the file. As for Sun Xiaopeng and Zhao Ming, both of them were busy closing the case.

Criminal cases are no trivial matter. A case requires multiple procedures and materials from filing, investigation, arrest, interrogation, and closing~IndoMTL.com~For cases completed by the public security agency, the facts of the crime must be clear, and the evidence must be reliable and sufficient. , And write a prosecution opinion, and transfer it to the people’s procuratorate at the same level together with the case file and evidence.

In short, I am busy when handling cases, and I am busy when not handling cases.

Fortunately, Han Bin is now the team leader. Unless some important procedures are left to the other team members, he sits in the office and drinks tea and looks at his mobile phone.

As for Li Hui, it is very likely that he is going on a blind date with a certain girl, and Han Bin is also a little curious whether this kid can succeed.

Han Bin rests the next day.

After getting up in the morning, I ran a few laps in the community, had breakfast at my parents' house, took a shower, and took a taxi to the antique market.

Today, Wang Qingsheng was going to collect Han Xuankun's paintings, and Han Bin agreed to go with him.

Han Bin doesn't know if the painting can be accepted, but he must be slaughtered for a good meal.