Chapter 842 If I Say It's False, It Can't Be True!
Chapter 842 If I say it is false, it cannot be true!
Picking up the ear of the gourd bottle with her index finger, Ye Wan lightly hooked the top treasure, which everyone in the audience valued at over 100 million, on her finger. She glanced at the nervous Mr. Wei and the angry Wei Jinrong.
"Why?"
Ye Wan smiled and said: "If I say it's fake, it can't be true!"
"Don't believe it? You'll know if you smash it?"
Ye Wan made a gesture to let go.
"you……"
"Stop it!"
Mr. Wei collapsed on the chair with a thud, his face changed color with fright, and he could not breathe.
Wei Jinrong even roared angrily, and his face turned purple-black.
She...how dare she!!!
On the other hand, Ye Wan looked as usual.
"Didn't you ask me to prove it? Let me prove it to you... The gourd vase was the most famous porcelain during the Qianlong period, but it was not produced in an official kiln, but in a private kiln. The craftsman could not bear to give up his hard work to others.
, engraved the name of his private kiln on the inner wall of the gourd bottle."
"I think none of you don't know this, right?"
The words were addressed to everyone on the stage and off the stage, but they looked directly at Mr. Wei and Wei Jinrong.
There was a slight smile on Ye Wan's lips.
If you look closely, you can see that there is a hint of ridicule.
Everyone in the audience was stunned.
The girl holding a gourd bottle in one hand has a captivating look in her eyes.
Set off by the cinnabar mole under his eyes, the whole person is both righteous and evil, exuding a thrilling beauty like an evildoer.
On the one hand, I felt that Hulu Ping was old enough to be her grandfather. As a young girl under 20 years old, it was impossible for her to tell what was true or false, and that she was deceiving.
But on the other hand, I feel that her aura is the most powerful proof.
If it were anyone else, who would have the confidence to risk offending the Wei family and say it was a lie?
Scared to death, okay?
Everyone, look at me, I look at you, and look at Mr. Wei and Wei Jinrong hesitantly.
Mr. Wei has not recovered yet.
He was gasping for air, one breath deep and the other shallow, as if the next breath would be cut off in his throat.
Wei Jinrong looked even more sinister.
He got that gourd bottle from a tomb robber.
Not only did this cost a lot of money, it also cost several lives.
He and the old man had been looking at it for more than two years, but they still couldn't tell whether it was the one that the Chinese bought from the American auction.
If it's not that one, wouldn't it be fake?
If it is a fake, all the money spent was wasted.
Hasn’t all their hard work over the past two years been in vain?
I originally thought that no one had ever seen the real thing, so I took advantage of the general election of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce to bite the gourd bottle to death and it was the real thing.
If something that the Sihai Chamber of Commerce says is genuine is put on the market, who will say it is fake?
Unexpectedly, the chess move was wrong.
Since Wei Jinrong did not become the president, there is no way to close the coffin without saying anything.
Ye Wan then told him that it was a lie.
I even smashed the bottle to see if it was true or false.
Mr. Wei's blood pressure rose sharply, "You, you little yellow-haired girl with no hair at all, dare to say that the heirloom of my Wei family is fake?"
"If you dare to smash that bottle, old man, I will fight you to the death!"
"Desperately? Wei Laoxie, who are you going to fight with?"
A lazy voice sounded from the stage.
Hearing the words "Wei Laoxie", Mr. Wei stared over and looked over.
Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded on the spot, looking at Uncle Gui in disbelief.