The painting was spread out on a large table in the auction room.

Everyone attending the auction also gathered around with great interest.

Most people here don't know much about painting. There are only a few three or two people who look at the tiled paintings and speak softly.

"This painting, both the paper quality and the signature are fine. Although there are some flaws in the painting, it is an ancient painting that has been around for so many years. It should not be a fake painting. At most, it can only be said that it is not well preserved."

"Yes, this young man, alas..."

…

No one is optimistic about Chen Yifan. This auction house is considered a time-honored one. Many people present often come to participate in the auctions here.

If fakes appear, the reputation of the auction house will be greatly reduced. How can it still be open for such a long time?

What's more, the auction house has a bunch of treasure appraisal experts, and the title of these experts is not just mentioned for no reason.

Chen Yifan looked at the painting, pursed his lips again, and looked up at the auctioneer.

"Think carefully. If I prove that this painting is fake and the reputation of the auction house is damaged, don't blame me."

"cut……"

The auctioneer just said this and ignored Chen Yifan. Obviously, he did not believe that Chen Yifan could prove that it was a fake painting.

Chen Yifan stretched out his hand and pointed.

"Looking at this painting as a whole, there is indeed nothing wrong with it. The painting was indeed painted during the Ming Dynasty, the signature was indeed left by Tang Bohu himself, and the seal is also his own, so there should be no problem..."

Tang Bohu's signature is very personal, and anyone who loves collecting can see that this signature is genuine.

When Chen Yifan said this, everyone was confused. What does this mean?

I also began to give up on myself, trying to find a way to find a way to tell whether this painting was real?

But Chen Yifan then pointed at a flaw with his finger.

"That's where the problem arises."

"This place must have been improperly preserved by the previous collector, causing wrinkles and damage. After all, it has been around for so many years. If it weren't for this flaw, this painting could have been sold for a higher price!"

"Yes, this is not a problem. Even contemporary paintings will be damaged ten or twenty years later if they are not properly preserved, let alone ancient paintings from the Ming Dynasty."

Chen Yifan smiled and looked at the middle-aged man who took the picture.

"Do you have any objection if I touch it?"

"Touch, feel free to touch, I want to see where the fake paintings I bought for more than 80 million yuan are!"

Chen Yifan's finger fell on the flaw, and when Chen Yifan gently picked it with his fingernail, a crack appeared on the entire painting.

Everyone was stunned and saw Chen Yifan peeling it off again. In front of everyone's eyes, they saw that the outline of the mountain range in the painting began to crack. It was exactly where the outline of the mountain was that Chen Yifan peeled it off!

And the painting is still the original painting.

The three words "Tang Bohu" and the seal area were removed by Chen Yifan.

Another signature is leaked below.

As for the name on the signature, no one present had ever heard of it...

The painting itself is indeed good, but what do collectors buy? What they buy is Tang Bohu’s own painting and his own signature!

If the signature were signed by someone else, the value of this painting would be reduced by an unknown number of times!

Chen Yifan placed the piece of paper with Tang Bohu's signature on the painting.

"Someone must have pressed this paper on the original inscription very early, because the cut paper happened to be the outline of the mountain structure, and it fit very well, and the paper was very thin. If there hadn't been a flaw here, it would basically look like

It didn’t come out. Unfortunately, it took too long and the adhesive dried. Just peel it off and it fell off..."

The auctioneer was dumbfounded.

The "victim" who took this picture also had his mouth wide open.

More than 80 million yuan has been transferred to the auction house's account!

According to the rules of the auction house, once the purchase is made, there will be no returns or exchanges. No matter whether the purchase is expensive or cheap, as long as the transaction is successful and the money and goods are exchanged, all subsequent issues have nothing to do with the auction house...

This gangster suddenly lost his eyesight and spent more than 80 million to buy a landscape painting by an unknown artist from the Ming Dynasty?!

The more he thought about it, the more the scapegoat felt a little out of breath. He couldn't catch a breath and passed out...

Over eighty million, this is not a small amount.

If it is authentic, it is worth more than 80 million, but if it is fake, it may not even be worth 8 million or even 800,000!

The auctioneer's hands began to tremble.

The painting has been sold.

They really didn’t realize that this painting was fake!

If the person who bought this painting took the painting out of the auction house, then the auction house would still be able to explain something if something went wrong. But if such a situation occurs in the auction house, how should we solve it?

If the painting is revealed to be fake in public, how can the auction house maintain its reputation in the future?

Here, the auctioneer seems to have thought of his own ending. Because of his words, Chen Yifan was so angry that he demolished the painting in public. Will the big bosses behind the auction house spare her?

Chen Yifan was also a little depressed when he saw the gangster who bought the painting fainted.

"What kind of psychological quality..."

Those who heard Chen Yifan say this were speechless.

Good guy, more than 80 million is like wasting money. If you just fainted, you already have a good psychological quality, okay?

But when everyone went to pinch the fainted guy to try to wake him up, they suddenly felt something was wrong.

"No, why am I so out of breath..."

"Why aren't you breathing? Call 120! Hurry!"

"Hiss... your heart doesn't even beat anymore?!"

At first, when everyone was thinking about the fake painting, they suddenly heard that the victim had fainted and was out of breath. Everyone hurriedly called the emergency number and carried the man to an open place, preparing to compress his heart.

Artificial respiration.

When Chen Yifan saw this situation, he also wanted to join in.

But as soon as he got closer, the auctioneer pushed Chen Yifan away.

"Why are you still making trouble! If it weren't for you, would this be the case?!"

The auctioneer was completely panicked.

The fake painting is already a responsibility that she cannot shirk. If someone dies at the auction, the matter will be even bigger!

She even thought about the possibility that she would be imprisoned for this matter...

In panic, the auctioneer yelled at Chen Yifan.

"If it weren't for you, how could something like this happen? If you hadn't exposed it in public, it wouldn't be like this! If he died here, you are definitely the biggest responsible!"

But she forgot that when she was aggressive, she never thought about the consequences.

Yuan Tianli wanted to say something, but Chen Yifan stopped him.

"Okay, then I would like to see if there is a problem, who will be responsible..."
Chapter completed!