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Chapter 101 A rush to get started, a moment of chaos

Before Song You'an could even politely decline, someone else squeezed forward: "Miss Song, sell me this authentic 'Han Mo' painting. I'm willing to pay 4000 million."

"Mr. Xu, please don't raise the price like that!" the man who had just offered 30 million said, glaring at him.

Mr. Xu smiled sheepishly, clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute, and said, "Oh, Mr. Wang, please let me have my way today. I really want a piece of calligraphy by 'Han Mo' so badly, don't try to take it from me."

Mr. Xu is a renowned collector of calligraphy and paintings, but he had never owned an authentic work by "Han Mo" before. He was incredibly excited to see it in person today.

Chen Fei looked at Song Youan with a smile in her eyes, her eyes clearly saying: Look what I just said?

Song Youan helplessly raised her hand: "Both of you, stop arguing. I'm not selling this calligraphy."

In short, this made the other bosses who were about to make a move to compete stop themselves.

“This…” A clear look of disappointment flashed across Mr. Xu’s eyes, but he knew he couldn’t force others.

"Then... what about this floating kiln celadon vase?"

Someone made a tentative question, which caused a stir among the crowd. The person who was most eager to try was Lin Chaoyang, who had just been dismissive of Song Youan.

Song Youan seemingly unintentionally glanced at Lin Chaoyang, a smile always playing on her lips.

Following Song Youan's gaze, the others also looked at Lin Chaoyang.

He was as arrogant as he was just moments ago, and now he was in an equally embarrassing situation.

They were all successful business people who usually cared a lot about their image. Lin Chaoyang felt uncomfortable and his cheeks turned red from being stared at.

"Mr. Lin, you really went a bit too far just now."

"Yes, Mr. Lin, we men have to be responsible for our words and actions, and we should apologize when necessary."

“This Miss Song looks a full twelve years younger than you. It’s really inappropriate for you to target a junior like this for no reason.”

People spoke up to defend Song You'an; these were all people of high status and were not afraid of Lin Chaoyang.

Finally, it was Elder Dong who stepped forward, looked at Lin Chaoyang, and said, "Chaoyang, apologize to Miss Song."

Mr. Dong's words put the most pressure on Lin Chaoyang.

Lin Chaoyang walked up to the crowd and stood next to Song You'an. His gaze fell on Chen Fei's arm, which Song You'an was holding. It was this detail that misled him.

Looking back now, I realize I was too impulsive. It was just social etiquette, but he misunderstood Miss Song's identity.

Besides, even if he didn't understand Miss Song, he did understand Chen Fei. He must have been out of his mind today to do something so stupid.

"Miss Song, I apologize sincerely for my words and actions today. I hope you can forgive me." Lin Chaoyang spoke clearly and his attitude seemed quite sincere.

Song Youan smiled but didn't say anything, clearly feeling it wasn't enough.

Lin Chaoyang was a smart man, so he naturally knew what Song Youan was waiting for.

He then looked at Chen Fei and said, "President Chen, I was rude today, please forgive me."

With Elder Dong present, things will naturally come to an end when they should be resolved. Chen Fei nodded expressionlessly.

Song Youan then spoke up, "I accept President Lin's apology."

"Would Miss Song be willing to offer 5000 million for this vase from the Fuguang Kiln?"

Once the matter was over, someone couldn't wait to offer a price.

"I'll pay 5200!"

"I'll offer 5500 million, Miss Song, sell it to me!"

Even Lin Chaoyang quickly composed himself and hurriedly interjected, "Miss Song, I'll offer 6000 million!" Boss Xu, still concerned about the calligraphy by "Han Mo," seized the opportunity to try and persuade her, "Miss Song, please reconsider that calligraphy; I'm willing to add another 500 million!"

Even more ambitious individuals set their sights on the two ingots of official silver, raising their hands and loudly asking, "Miss, would you sell these large gold ingots? I'll offer 1000 million!"

Everyone rushed to get their hands on the gold, and the scene became chaotic. Only Chen Fei secretly hid a large gold ingot and watched the whole thing as if it were a spectacle.

Because he knew that Song Youan wouldn't sell the vase, nor would she sell that calligraphy.

Finally, it was Mr. Dong who spoke up, and everyone managed to calm down a bit.

"You're Yu'an, right?" Old Dong asked, looking at Song Yu'an.

Song Youan nodded quickly.

Old Master Dong gently put down the vase he was playing with and slowly said, "The things you brought today are all rare treasures. Whether it is this vase, this calligraphy, or even these two ingots of official silver that are so well preserved, they are all very precious."

"If you're willing to make a purchase, almost all the most professional collectors in the country are here now. Rest assured, whoever gets such a treasure will definitely treat it well and keep it safe."

Everyone nodded.

In fact, there is a transaction segment at the appraisal event, usually at the end of the event, where people can communicate with the other party if they have any items they want to buy.

It's just that today, because Song Youan brought such good things, this part of the event was moved up.

Song Youan didn't keep them in suspense. Despite the many eager and excited gazes, she had to pour cold water on their enthusiasm.

She calmly replied, "The vase and the calligraphy have different meanings to me. I have no intention of selling these two items. I'm sorry."

She never even considered buying either of those things.

One of them is a testament to the beginning of her friendship with Miss Zhu.

One item was a blessing that Han Mo wrote down and said to her personally. If he hadn't included the blessing, "May the girl be beautiful for a lifetime," she might have sold it. But with that blessing, she couldn't bear to part with it.

Upon hearing that Song You'an was not selling these two items, the disappointment in everyone's eyes was palpable.

But for them, being able to appreciate such treasures with their own eyes is a kind of luck, isn't it?

"Miss Song, shall we sell this gold ingot? I'll offer 1200 million!"

There were even people who were still sober enough to insist on buying her large gold ingot.

Old Master Dong saw through Song You'an's thoughts and immediately smiled and said, "This gold ingot is official silver from the Great Zhao Dynasty. It is very well preserved and has no impurities. It is a rare treasure in the antique world."

Gold and silver ingots are common in the antique market, but ingots as big as a fist are truly rare, especially gold ingots without any impurities.

After a bidding war, Song Youan sold the two gold ingots for 1800 million each to a boss with the same surname as her and Chen Fei.

Chen Fei was very happy, because he really didn't have any gold ingots in his collection, which he cherished.

Song Yan witnessed the whole thing from the crowd, his mouth never closing. When Song You'an sold the two gold ingots for 3600 million, his mouth was so wide open that it could swallow a light bulb.

What's going on?

Not only was You An not Mr. Chen's female companion, but she also brought so many treasures with her when she was invited?

Each of these treasures is worth tens of millions, yet she still won't sell them?

Could it have been left to her by her aunt?

Song Yan's mind raced, but he felt like his brain couldn't keep up and he couldn't figure it out. Was this still his niece?

Does the third brother know?