I Can See The Success Rate-Chapter 83 – Che Yongkang was stunned.
How could Bai Wu tolerate something originally worth ten million being sold for only five million?
So, among the three options Che Yongkang gave Bai Wu, the first and second were immediately dismissed, leaving only the last one.
Convince him!
In other words, talk him into it!
Bai Wu's brow furrowed slightly, and he suddenly fell silent.
Che Yongkang looked at Bai Wu with bright eyes, smiling as he quietly waited.
Time slowly ticked away...
"Let's see if I can possibly convince him, shall we?"
Bai Wu calculated in his mind, "What's my success rate in convincing Che Yongkang?"
87.25%!
"An 87.25% success rate? Is it really that high?"
Bai Wu was both surprised and delighted, yet puzzled.
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The surprise and delight were obvious, but Bai Wu's puzzlement stemmed from not knowing how to convince Che Yongkang at that moment.
"What should I do..."
Bai Wu pondered, his gaze unintentionally sweeping over the antiques in the room.
Suddenly!
A brilliant idea flashed in his mind.
"If these antiques can be displayed in this room, Che Yongkang must know their origins and details, right?"
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Bai Wu mused to himself, and then a percentage appeared before his eyes: 100%!
"I've only been in this room once, so if I can accurately recount the details of these antiques, one by one, it should be enough to convince Che Yongkang, right?"
100%!
A confident smile slowly crept onto Bai Wu's lips.
"It seems Mr. Bai has made up his mind!" Che Yongkang smiled broadly.
"Indeed!"
Bai Wu suddenly stood up, glanced around the room, and said, "Mr. Che, this room of yours is truly priceless!"
"Oh? How so?" Che Yongkang's eyes twinkled.
"I just observed that there are 26 antiques in this room, am I right?" Bai Wu asked.
Che Yongkang was slightly taken aback, glanced at Bai Wu, and nodded, "Mr. Bai has a keen eye, no wonder you keep finding treasures at the free trading market! But..."
Che Yongkang shook his head with regret, "That's still not enough! Just being able to see that there are 26 antiques in this room is far from convincing me!"
"Mr. Che, let me explain slowly!"
Bai Wu, full of confidence and calm, couldn't help but feel a bit smug inside, "Hehe! You'll be shocked soon enough!"
"I'm all ears!" Che Yongkang smiled slightly.
Bai Wu gently tapped the purplewood coffee table in front of him, paused for a couple of seconds, and then said, "This purplewood coffee table, and the purplewood chairs, if I'm not mistaken, these should be from the Qing Dynasty, right?"
"Correct!" Che Yongkang nodded.
"And they should be from the Qianlong era!" Bai Wu stated confidently.
Che Yongkang looked at Bai Wu with slight surprise and nodded again.
"They're likely royal items, valued at around twenty million, am I right, Mr. Che?" Bai Wu asked with a smile.
"Absolutely correct!"
Che Yongkang shook his head again, "But that's still not enough!"
Bai Wu casually picked up the black inkstone on the coffee table, "Hmm, a top-quality black jade inkstone, this is from the Ming Dynasty, and if I'm not mistaken, it should be from the Wanli reform period, valued at about five million, right?"
Che Yongkang nodded slightly.
"And if I'm not mistaken, this black jade inkstone should have been used by Zhang Juzheng, the Grand Secretary during the Wanli era, right?"
Before Bai Wu even finished speaking, Che Yongkang stood up abruptly.
His eyes widened.
His face was filled with shock.
He stared at Bai Wu, trembling as he asked, "Mr. Bai, how do you know this inkstone was used by Zhang Juzheng? We old fellows spent two whole years researching countless historical records to confirm the origin of this inkstone!"
Bai Wu didn't explain, just smiled at Che Yongkang.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
After about a minute, Che Yongkang finally sat back down.
He took a few deep breaths and smiled apologetically at Bai Wu, "I was being presumptuous, Mr. Bai, please continue!"
Bai Wu smiled slightly, pointed to the brush holder next to the black jade inkstone, and said, "This brush holder is also from the Qing Dynasty, if I'm not mistaken, it should be from the Jiaqing period, and it was from the imperial study of the Jiaqing Emperor, right?"
Che Yongkang's eyes widened, staring at Bai Wu as if he were looking at a monster, completely losing his previous scholarly demeanor, and nodded.
"These brushes are from the Republic of China period, valued at..."
Che Yongkang: "Waaah!"
"That bronze wine jug over there is from the Spring and Autumn period, from the State of Song, valued at..."
Che Yongkang: "Waaah waaah!!"
"That porcelain over there is blue and white porcelain, from the Yuan Dynasty's Hutian kiln in Jingdezhen, valued at..."
Che Yongkang: "Waaah waaah waaah!!!"
"That one is also blue and white porcelain, from the Tang Dynasty, during Wu Zetian's reign, valued at..."
Che Yongkang: "Waaah waaah waaah waaah!!!!"
Bai Wu, without pausing, recounted the origins and values of the 26 antiques in the room one by one.
By the time Bai Wu finished his triumphant tour, Che Yongkang was completely dumbfounded.
His eyes wide open, leaning back in the purplewood chair, his face full of confusion.
Who am I?
Where did I come from?
Where am I going?
