Lucas was also very excited. After Anthony had paid the 51,000 dollars, he had called him and asked him to come and take charge of cleaning up the storage unit.
Li Du had guessed that Anthony was following him under Lucas's command. He had guessed correctly, but he had not guessed that Lucas had also come to Sedona.
To save face, the Mexican did not directly participate in the auction. He stayed in a hotel and had been manipulating Anthony and the others through the phone.
Anthony did not have the guts to pay more than 50,000 dollars for a storage unit. He had only made the offer after consulting Lucas.
However, he was sure that Li Du really wanted this storage unit. After meeting up with Lucas, he said, "I dare to swear on my family's name that guy wants it like crazy. I can see how intense his thoughts are."
"How intense?"
"As intense as the boss wants Megan Fox!"
Lucas chuckled and said, "Then his thoughts are indeed very intense."
"But in the end, it still fell into our hands. Although that Chinaman has good taste, his boldness is far from the boss's," another subordinate said with a flattering smile.
Lucas snorted and said, "D * mn it, I really don't know why God favors him so much! This time, we must make a lot of money. Otherwise, I'll have to go back to the drug dealers! "
He had made a lot of money through storage auctions, but he was usually extravagant and did not have the concept of saving money.
The last time, he had spent more than 80,000 dollars on a worthless advertising screen. This time, he had borrowed money to participate in the auction.
"This storage unit will definitely be a big deal. The Chinaman kept bidding up to 50,000 dollars, and I could see that he was very determined when he bid 50,000 dollars!" Anthony said confidently.
When the storage unit opened, a pile of sculptures of all sizes appeared before them.
Looking at the sculptures, Lucas had a joyful expression. "Guys, be careful. There must be some works of famous artists in there. Don't damage them, or I will not let you off!"
"Don't worry, boss, unless they are made of tofu, they will not be damaged," Anthony said with a laugh.
Lucas had brought another person with him. Together with Anthony and the others, he had a total of three subordinates.
After arranging for the three of them to carefully clean up the sculptures, he used his phone to contact a sculpture expert from the Arizona State University College of Art.
The call was connected, and Lucas immediately smiled. "Hi, Mr. Russell? Hello, I'm Mad Bull Lucas. Do you remember me? "
A gentle voice came from the other side of the phone. "Oh, I remember that you once sold an imitation of 'Christ Mourning' to our college. Is there anything I can help you with?"
Lucas nodded vigorously. "Yes, yes …"
"Boss, your nod is useless. He can't see your movements." Anthony giggled.
Lucas glared at him. "Shut up and do your job, buddy. If there's a problem, I won't forgive you!"
"What problem could there be?" Anthony muttered.
He was relying on the fact that he had done a meritorious deed. From his point of view, acting cute like this would help him get closer to Lucas.
The call continued. "Hello, Mr. Lucas, what did you just say? Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly. "
Lucas hurriedly smiled and said, "It's nothing, buddy. It's like this, I want to ask you for a favor. This time, I got another batch of sculptures, and there might be some good ones among them …"
Just then, a scream interrupted him. "F * ck! What the f * ck, what the f * ck is going on?! "
Lucas looked over, dissatisfied. He covered his phone and gritted his teeth. "Anthony … sh * t!"
Beside Anthony, there was a human-shaped sculpture that had lost half its body. At its feet, there was a large pile of stone powder, which was still sliding down the sculpture.
For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded. "What's going on?" "Sh * t, I don't know either!"
The voice of the expert was still on the phone. "Hello? Hello? Hello? "
Lucas did not bother to make the call. He hastily said, "Talk to you later" and hung up. He then glared at Anthony and growled, "F * ck you! Anthony, what's going on?! "
Anthony said with a sad face, "Boss, I don't know. This sculpture seems to be made of tofu. I touched it with my hand and it collapsed!"
Lucas quickly walked over to take a look. The sculpture was not made of tofu, but stone powder. He pushed it with his hand, and the remaining half of the body collapsed.
This time, he was confused. "What, what's going on?"
Anthony shook his head violently. He did not know what was going on.
The other two came over to watch. Lucas pushed them and said angrily, "Get to work, get to work. What are you looking at?"
The two smiled and prepared to continue moving the sculptures. One of them carefully picked up a Christmas tree sculpture, but when he used his strength, the sculpture turned into stone powder and collapsed!
"Boss, what's going on?" The man was dumbfounded.
Lucas walked over quickly. This sculpture was the same as the previous one. Even the material was the same. The stone powder was white and fine, but it was dull. He did not know what material it was made of.
Rubbing the stone powder on the ground, he looked at all the sculptures in the warehouse. He had a bad feeling. He hurriedly said, "Don't move them. Touch them first."
Anthony and the others touched the stone statues one by one, and then something that broke his heart happened.
Another stone statue was reduced to dust. In the end, a count showed that eight stone statues had been reduced to dust!
"F * ck!" Lucas cursed. However, there were many sculptures in the warehouse. Losing ten was still bearable.
His subordinates gathered the stone sculptures, and he called the sculptor, Russell, again.
Russell was not happy that he had hung up on him. He said, "What's the matter? Just say it."
Lucas smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry, buddy. I had an accident just now. It's like this. I got a batch of sculptures. Can we do a video call and ask you to appraise their value?"
Russell asked, "Do you know who the sculptor is?"
"Uh, I don't know …"
"Then look for it. The sculptor leaves his name, year of creation, and other information on the sculpture. If there's a portrait, the information is usually on the clothes or skirt."
Lucas hurriedly looked at the sculptures. Indeed, there was a name on the clothes of the sculptures. "The sculptor's name seems to be Leighton Burks?"
Russell said, "Leighton Burks? I've never heard of this name. Wait a moment, I'll check. "
Hearing this, Lucas's heart sank. Russell was an expert in the sculpting industry. Anyone he had never heard of was basically not a master.
Soon, Russell's voice rang out again. "Leighton Burks, right? I've checked. He's a sculptor enthusiast. I guess he's also a sculptor. "
"Then what's the value of his sculptures?"
"His sculptures have no value. I mean, no artistic value. Maybe they can be used as home decorations," Russell said.
A layer of cold sweat appeared on Lucas's forehead. "No value? If I had more sculptures, like 50 or 60 … "
"Are there any large stone sculptures? The kind that are more than two meters tall and weigh more than two tons? "
"No, no …"
"Then no matter how many you have, they have no value. Maybe one can be sold for 50 or 100 dollars." Russell paused, then added, "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first. Goodbye."
Lucas put down the phone in a daze. Anthony asked, "Boss, how much are these sculptures worth?"
"Worth your mother's money! I'm going to kill you! "Lucas threw the phone at Anthony's long face and pounced on him with a roar!
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
