"Well, as long as you can show me Picasso's works that satisfy me, the sculpted heads of the 12 zodiacs will be yours."
Sir Owen hesitated for a moment and then agreed. After all, there were still many antiques in Huaxia like this, so he did not care too much about them. Otherwise, he would not have put the snakehead sculpture up for auction.
However, Picasso's paintings were unique. With his strength, he had searched the world for such a long time but found nothing. Today, someone finally came to him, so he naturally wanted to do everything possible to keep it.
Qin Haodong was overjoyed and said, "That's great, my dear sir. You won't regret your decision."
Sir Owen said eagerly, "Qin, where are Mr. Picasso's works? I'm very eager to see them now. "
Qin Haodong took the canvas bag from Nalan Wushuang's hand, opened the zipper, took out the remaining nine drawings from it, and casually put them on the table.
"Sir Owen, there are a total of nine drawings here, all of which were created by Master Picasso. You can choose two that you are satisfied with."
Everyone was shocked. Sir Owen, Fred, and Gerrard's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets. These were Picasso's paintings, and there were ten of them at once.
Seeing that Qin Haodong was directly picking up these paintings with his hands, Fred hurriedly cried out, "Dear Mr. Qin, you can't do this. These are rare works of art. You can't directly pick them up with your hands. You should wear white gloves, otherwise, it will cause irreparable damage to them …"
Nalan Wushuang almost laughed out loud when she saw the foreigner stamping his feet anxiously. If Fred knew that Qin Haodong could draw one of these paintings in a minute, she wondered what he would think.
But he had to play the whole show. Qin Haodong quickly said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fred. I was a little too excited when I thought that I would soon be able to bring the sculpted heads back to Huaxia. I'll pay attention to this detail in the future."
Fred did not say anything. He couldn't care less now. Together with Sir Owen and Gerrard, they looked at the nine sketches.
Although these sketches were all black and white, the colors were bright and dark, and the layers were distinct. Using extremely simple strokes, they outlined a scene that would make people go crazy.
After more than ten minutes, the three of them finally looked at all the nine paintings. Sir Owen said excitedly, "My God, thank God. I'm so lucky to see Master Picasso's work."
Gerrard said, "That's right. I was very surprised when I saw Mr. Qin take out one painting. Picasso's paintings appear in groups."
Qin Haodong said, "Sir Owen, have you made up your mind? Which two are you going to choose? "
Sir Owen said, "Dear, I like these nine paintings very much. I really can't choose any of them. Can you exchange them with me?"
Qin Haodong said with an embarrassed look, "But I also like Picasso's works, and I want to keep some for my collection."
After hearing what he said, Sir Owen immediately said eagerly, "No, dear Qin, you can't do this. These ten sketches were originally a group. They are the most perfect when they are together. If they are separated, their artistic value will be affected."
Qin Haodong thought for a moment and said with a pained look, "Well, in that case, I won't separate them. Sir Owen, how do you want to exchange them with me?"
Hearing that Qin Haodong was willing to exchange with him, Sir Owen immediately smiled and said, "Dear Qin, you are my true friend. You can choose three more works from my collection and take them away. What do you think?"
Qin Haodong shook his head and said, "Sir Owen, this is a group of 10 Picasso's works. They are not simply piled up together. Their artistic value and economic value will be doubled, so I think your proposal is a little stingy."
Sir Owen also knew that Qin Haodong was right. If a sketch of Picasso could be sold for 10 million yuan, then a group of 10 could be sold for 200 million yuan or even more.
He thought for a moment and said, "Qin, how do you want to exchange them?"
Qin Haodong said, "Seven. In addition to the three sketches I exchanged with Sir Owen, I still have seven paintings. I'll exchange each of them with you."
"Well …"
Sir Owen said, "Dear Qin, I think you're asking too much. In your Oriental words, it's like a lion opening its big mouth."
"You know, every piece of my collection is of high value. For example, it took me a lot of effort to get that Van Gogh painting into my treasure house …"
Qin Haodong said, "Don't worry, Sir Owen. I'm not interested in your Western works of art. I promise I'll only choose things that belong to the East, or things that belong to Huaxia. I believe you have a lot of such works of art, so you don't mind losing a few."
Hearing that Qin Haodong would only choose things that belonged to Huaxia, Sir Owen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, let's do as you said. In addition to the bronze head, you can choose seven more works of art from Huaxia."
Qin Haodong said, "It's a happy decision, but I have one more condition."
Thinking that this group of Picasso's paintings would soon be his, Sir Owen was in a good mood. He said with a smile on his face, "Dear Qin, please tell me your conditions. As long as I can do it, I will definitely satisfy you."
"I want to have a look at Mr. Owen's treasure house. I always choose products based on my feelings. I can't choose what I like just by looking at the names on this album."
After hesitating for a moment, Sir Owen said, "Well, welcome to my treasure house."
If Qin Haodong only had one sketch of Picasso, he would not allow a stranger to enter his treasure room. But now that Qin Haodong had a group of ten Picasso's works, Qin Haodong's identity and status in his heart immediately changed.
Sir Owen asked the butler, Fred, to get a bunch of keys and took Qin Haodong and Nalan Wushuang to his treasure house.
They walked out of the living room and opened a heavy security door not far away. After entering the door, there was nothing but a wooden staircase leading underground.
Qin Haodong followed Sir Owen and walked to the basement. The walls on both sides of the staircase were decorated like the living room. They were resplendent, luxurious, and elegant. There were many murals hanging on the walls.
These murals were exuding Spiritual Qi to some extent. Obviously, they were also valuable antiques.
Soon, they walked down the stairs and entered the treasure house built by Sir Owen. The light here was very bright and everything could be seen clearly.
Sir Owen did not stop. After taking Qin Haodong through a short corridor, they came to a security door made of pure steel again.
Fred took out the key and opened the heavy door. A hot and dry air rushed out, making people feel as if they had come to a desert.
Sir Owen said, "Dear Qin, this is my treasure house. I have collected all the treasures over the years. Now they are all in front of you."
Then he walked in first and turned on the lights on the wall. The originally dim room suddenly became bright. Qin Haodong was shocked by the scene in front of him.
This underground treasure house was so spacious that he could not see the end at a glance. He wondered if Sir Owen had hollowed out the whole basement of his villa. How many treasures could he put in such a large treasure house?
When he was about to step inside, Sir Owen said, "Qin, wait a minute. I have to turn off the anti-theft system first."
After that, he operated on a monitor panel at the door for a long time. Then he made a beeping sound and nodded, indicating that Qin Haodong could go in.
Sir Owen had spent a lot of effort in security for this treasure house. Every corner of the treasure house was covered with infrared rays, which were as dense as a spider's web. Even a fly flying in would trigger the alarm.
After getting permission, Qin Haodong and Nalan Wushuang stepped forward together. This treasure house was so big that they could not see the end at all. There were all kinds of collections everywhere they looked. He was afraid that ordinary museums did not have as many collections as he did.
Moreover, Qin Haodong could feel that most of the things here were exuding more or less Spiritual Qi, and only a few of them were fakes.
Even if these fakes were fakes, they were very clever and ordinary people could not see them at all. No wonder Sir Owen's collection had such a high reputation at the auction.
Li Dongguo said that Sir Owen's wealth was immeasurable. If so many antiques were auctioned, it was really hard to guess how much money they could sell for.
After taking a few steps forward, Qin Haodong heard a slight motor sound. He looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was an air dryer in the corner. No wonder the air here was so dry. Basically, there was such a machine rotating every 30 or 40 meters.
Sir Owen followed Qin Haodong and said, "Qin, we have to hurry. There are too many things here."
Qin Haodong nodded and said, "Don't worry, Sir Owen. I only choose things based on my feelings. I'm very fast."
After that, he strode in the treasure house. He did not need to look at the collections on both sides at all. He only needed to sense them with his Spirit.
There were too many good things in the treasure house, such as the brush washer of the Southern Song Dynasty, the vase of the Northern Song Dynasty, the colorful vase of the Qing Dynasty, and the blue and white porcelain of the Yuan Dynasty.
If Old Master Liu Qigong came here, he would probably go crazy immediately, but Qin Haodong did not care about these things. He wanted to choose something like the Magic-vanquishing Wand.
He was very fast. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the storage shelf on one side.
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