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Wen Biyun frowned. Although she didn't know that Sunan had any grudges with Du Zhongtao, she felt uncomfortable when she saw that he insulted Sunan. She said coldly, "Mr. Du, don't say 500000 yuan for this painting. Even if it's five million yuan, we can afford it."

Du Zhongtao was slightly surprised to see someone come out for Sunan, but after recognizing Wen Biyun's identity, he said with a smile: "it turns out that it's Meng Lang who he's with Miss Wen."

After that, he glanced at the south of Jiangsu with some resentment, and then asked the old man who was being identified: "old Fang, is this painting authentic?"

The silver haired old man was watching carefully. Hearing Du Zhongtao's question, he shook his head slightly and said, "this painting style is really Tang Bohu's, but the layout of this painting is loose, and the strokes are lack of vigor. Although the lines are smooth, the painting method is not neat, vivid and meticulous. This should be Tang Bohu's painting copied by later generations."

"Copied?" Hearing the old man's words, people present were disappointed.

With a wry smile, Feng youtang complained to Du Zhongtao, "Du Shao, why did you invite Mr. Fang? He's an old man. It's not easy for me to do business."

Du Zhongtao raised his eyebrows and said triumphantly, "Feng Shao, not long ago Fang's granddaughter just graduated and joined our company. Fang's granddaughter was also looking at Miss Fang's face, so he agreed to come and have a look."

Sunan curiously put his head close to Wen Biyun's ear and asked softly, "what's the origin of this Fang?"

Wenbiyun only feel ear bead a hot, subconsciously shrunk neck, that kind of wonderful numbness feeling let her some not adapt.

"You can't ask me a good question. It's a big surprise to me." Wen Biyun took a strange look at Southern Jiangsu, and then replied, "Fang is an expert in calligraphy and painting appraisal in Jiangnan Province, and he is also the president of the ancient painting association."

"Well, can he understand what Miss Wen said to such a poor person?" The way of Du Zhongtao beside him is gloomy.

Sunan hey smile: "Du always has quality, then you just give me a bow to apologize?"

"You..." Du Zhongtao said nothing.

Fortunately, at this time, the old Fang said: "it has been confirmed that this painting was copied by people in the Qing Dynasty. It is not worth 500000."

"Mr. Fang said so. This painting must be fake."

"Feng Shao, this painting is too expensive for 500000 yuan. We can still accept 50000 yuan."

Feng youtang is also uncomfortable. He has also asked experts to identify this painting. Otherwise, Tang Bohu's painting would not have been sold for only 500000 yuan. He just didn't expect that Du Zhongtao would have invited Fang Lao.

"Bosses, even if this painting is not an authentic one, it's a good one, at least 100000 yuan." Feng youtang's painful way.

In my heart, I also complained about Du Zhongtao. He brought Fang Lao.

"A hundred thousand is not worth it!" Fang shook his head.

Du Zhongtao came forward and said with a smile, "Feng Shao, the most is 60000. In our friendship for so many years, I bought it!"

Feng youtang's face is very wonderful. His heart price is 100000 yuan. Although he didn't see the money in his eyes, he felt uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth and said in a hard voice: "Du Dashao, 60000 yuan is too low, buy it now, 100000 yuan!"

"No, 60000!" Du Zhongtao looks calm.

"Which... 100000 yuan, can I buy it?" At this time, the voice of Sunan began to ring.

Opportunity everyone's eyes are focused on Sunan.

"Mr. Su, is that true?" Feng youtang had a light look of joy.

Sunan nodded, looked at Wen Biyun behind, touched her head and said awkwardly, "Miss Wen, can you lend me 100000?"

There was a burst of laughter from the people around him. This guy couldn't even take out 100000 yuan, but he was shouting to buy paintings. He came here to make fun of it.

"Sunan, don't make trouble here. If you don't have any money, you dare to bid recklessly. You have to borrow money from a woman. Are you ashamed?" Du Zhongtao's sarcastic way.

Sunan didn't pay attention to his sarcasm at all: "who do I borrow money from? It's none of your business."

"Well, I'll lend it to you." Wen Biyun didn't even think about it. With Sunan's ability, it's easy to earn 100000 yuan.

Sunan raised his eyebrows, reached out to push aside Du Zhongtao, who was standing in front of him, and said, "if you don't buy it, get out of the way. I want this painting."

"Are you crazy?" The people nearby thought Li Ziyuan was joking all the time. Now they saw that Sunan really wanted to buy it, and their faces were shocked.

Wen Biyun also worried: "Sunan, this painting is not worth 100000."

She was worried that Sunan would suffer losses. Although she didn't care about the 100000 yuan, she couldn't watch him take the money away.

"Hum, Sunan, do you want to pick up the leak?" Du Zhongtao said with a sneer: "it's ridiculous. You don't pee. You want to pick up the leak under Fang's eyelids. Your brain is pinched by the crack in the door!"

Sunan zhengse way: "yes, I just want to pick up the leak, Du little heart not convinced, you can also bid."

Du Zhongtao even said sarcastically: "you are a fool. Don't treat everyone as a fool. If you buy a fake painting for 100000 yuan, do you think Ben Shao is a fool like you?"

Fang also frowned, but did not speak.

Sunan said to Du Zhongtao seriously: "Du Dashao, do you really want to buy it? If you don't buy it, I'll buy it. Don't regret it then. "

"Sunan, I think you've counseled me. You even borrow 100000 yuan from a woman. I think you're sorry. I want ben to give you a step down. Ben can't tell you that I'm not your receptionist. Du Zhongtao's cold way.

Sunan said reluctantly, "I'll take it!"

Feng youtang looked at the cautious appearance of Sunan and said, "brother Su, since you want to buy it, I will not take advantage of you. I will sell it to you for 60000 yuan!"

Du Zhongtao's face turned black again when he said this. Feng youtang obviously disgusted him. He spent most of his time salivating, but he refused to reduce the price.

But after arriving in southern Jiangsu, this guy took the initiative to reduce the price.

Sunan a Leng, immediately smile way: "that thanks Feng Shao."

After the delivery, Sunan took the painting in his hand and caressed it carefully. Then he held it up and yelled: "the authentic Tang Bohu is sold, eight million!"

Poof!

Seeing Sunan's action, the people on the scene were dumbfounded. Is this NIMA you or I? You just bought it for 60000 yuan, and you have to change hands for 8 million in less than 10 seconds.

The most important thing is that Fang Laogang has just finished the identification. This is a fake painting!

Even Wen Biyun blushed and turned her head to one side. It's too second in southern Jiangsu!

"Ha ha ha!" Du Zhongtao was stunned for half a minute, holding his stomach and laughing, tears from the corner of his eyes all came out: "Sunan, I see all the paste in your mind. If you can sell it for eight million or eighty thousand yuan, I will recognize you as your grandfather."

"I think you are crazy about money."

Du Zhongtao was so happy that he was able to recover some of the losses he had suffered in the hall.

People around looked scornfully at Sunan, which looked like a fool.

Sunan didn't make a sound, instead, he made a move that shocked everyone. He opened the scroll with his hands, and then pulled it!

"No!" Looking at Sunan's action, Wen Biyun exclaimed in dismay that even if the painting was no good, it would be worth 50000 or 60000 yuan. If it was torn, it would really be worthless.

People thought that Sunan couldn't stand Du Zhongtao's ridicule and tore the painting in anger.

However, at this time, I saw that the painting had two layers. Along the scroll, Sunan tore down the first layer of painting and threw it aside. Under this layer of painting paper, another painting appeared vividly in front of the public.

"Is this... Picture in picture?" Originally disdained Fang's eyes glared, then ran to Sunan regardless of the image and looked at it seriously.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were surprised.

At this time, Fang Lao's excited voice came: "really, this is true, this is the true work of Tang Bohu!"

After that, a lot of old people beat their chests and feet, and cried with tears: "God has no eyes! Tang Bohu's real work actually slipped away from me! "

"It's impossible!" The smile on Du Zhongtao's face was still stiff, and the tears from the corners of his eyes were still dry. He almost rushed to Sunan and fell on the painting.

"Bang!"

Before he got close, Sunan kicked him in the stomach and kicked him a few meters away. Du Zhongtao was so painful that he vomited all the bitter water in his stomach. He climbed on the ground and vomited. After a long time, he said angrily, "Su, you dare to beat me. Believe it or not, I'll call the police and arrest you now!"

Sunan gave him a white look and said, "hum, you just ran to me. I won't kick you away. If you damage my painting, can you afford to pay for it?"

It's OK not to mention the painting. As soon as he mentions the painting, Du Zhongtao's heart aches. This kick is really in vain!

He asked reluctantly, "Mr. Fang, is this painting true?"

Fang sighed with a bitter smile: "it's true. This painting is still the peak of Tang Bohu's works. I didn't expect that I'd lost my eye today. Alas..."

"Poof!" After hearing Fang's words, Du Zhongtao's heart was blue with regret. This painting is about to fall into his hands. The most important thing is that Su is ready to give it to the buyer.

Looking at the mocking smile around, Du Zhongtao was filled with hatred.

It's only a little bit short. This painting is his!

"Ah, grandson Du, you just said that if this painting can sell for 80000 yuan, you will consider me a grandfather." Sunan put the painting away and said with a smile, "although you are a little older as a grandson, I don't mind."

"You..." Du Zhongtao's eyes are red, looking at Sunan's elated appearance, eager to eat its meat, utter its bone.

"I what I, your father didn't teach you, have you done this to your grandfather?" Sunan raised his head, a tone of teaching the younger generation.

"I... I..." Du Zhongtao had been kicked by Sunan, and the sky high price painting slipped away in his hand. In addition, Sunan's irritating words made him feel that his eyes were black and he fell to the ground, and he was stunned#####