Although Mr. Zhang is not as authoritative as Master Liu, he has studied calligraphy and painting for many years.
If you want to develop in this area, even if your achievements are not as good as those of Master Liu, they will not be any worse.
Like the two pictures of last month just now, Mr. Zhang has already seen through who is real and who is fake.
But he chose not to say it.
Because he knew it was impossible to talk about.
Once he says it, not only will the reputation of the Zhang family be damaged, but his own family will also be unable to step down.
But if he didn't say it, he would have wronged Su Guang.
The old man felt very difficult. After weighing it for a while, he decided to sacrifice Su Guang.
Anyway, Su Guang's family is used to it. If it doesn't work, I'll compensate them properly.
This is what Mr. Zhang planned.
However... Lin Yang quits!
His words seemed like he was giving in, but in reality he was trying to undermine Mr. Zhang!
If you want to say that the painting is indeed fake, then just give it back, but the problem is... the painting is real!
Gu Kaizhi’s authentic work!
How is it possible to return it?
Wouldn't that cost the old man's life?
But if you refuse... wouldn't that play into Lin Yang's plan? Make you suspicious?
Give Songhong's pair to Lin Yang?
No, it's useless with old man Liu here.
He had seen the real work, and if he gave Song Hong's to him, it would definitely be exposed, and the situation would probably be even more ugly.
When did this brat become so cunning...
Mr. Zhang remained calm, but his eyes secretly stared at Lin Yang.
"Tch, a fake painting is as rare as anyone else's. If you want to go back, I'll give it to you!" At this time, Cheng Ping snorted.
"That's right, Grandpa, I know you feel sorry for your aunt and her family so you accepted this fake painting. But since Lin Yang is so ignorant, just leave them alone and return the painting." Zhang Baoxu also laughed.
made a sound.
"They must have spent a lot of money to buy this fake, right? Are they going to take it back and return it?"
"Hahaha..."
There was constant laughter.
Mr. Zhang was silent at first, but as these people's persuasion became more and more fierce, his face became more and more ugly.
Master Liu is a good person. When he heard what people around him said, he immediately understood some of the clues.
"Brother Zhang, it seems that your Zhang family doesn't like this little brother's paintings, so please return the paintings!" Master Liu said.
"Brother Liu, this is our family matter, right? Don't get involved." Mr. Zhang frowned.
"I can't stand it. What is your identity? Accepting a fake? How ridiculous is that?"
"you..."
"Hurry up and come back." Master Liu said with a smile, he was waiting to see.
"Retreat?" Mr. Zhang glared and said angrily: "No retreat, no retreat! I won't retreat!"
He actually looks a bit like a rogue.
Seeing this, people were confused.
When Master Liu saw it, he became anxious: "Why are you like this? You, the Zhang family, look down on other people's counterfeit goods, and you are occupying them and refusing to give up? What do you mean?"
Zhang Kun, Ren Ai and others were completely confused.
Zhang Songhong frowned secretly, feeling something was wrong.
"What does my Zhang family's business have to do with you? Old man Liu, let me tell you, if you come to drink, I welcome you. If you come to take care of my family affairs, just get out of here!" Mr. Zhang shouted directly.
"Oh, Lao Zhangtou, I called you brother just to give you face. Who do you really think you are? If it weren't for your birthday today, I would have gone crazy a long time ago. Don't think that I
Afraid of you!"
"You...you you..."
"Old Zhangtou! You really think I don't know what's in your heart, Xiao Jiujiu! I'm afraid you already knew that the gift from Brother Lin was an authentic one! It's just that you deliberately pretended to be stupid and wanted to save your son's face, right?"
Master Liu spoke again.
This sentence was like a knife, piercing the hearts of Zhang Songhong and others.
Ren Ai, Zhang Baoxu and others turned pale.
Zhang Kun and everyone felt like they were struck by lightning.
The guests were stunned and dumbfounded.
"How is that possible?"
Zhang Songhong gritted his teeth and suddenly stepped forward and said: "Uncle Liu, could you have made a mistake? How could Lin Yang's painting be an authentic one? Obviously the one my Baoxu asked for is the authentic one."
"Where did you ask for it?" Master Liu looked at Zhang Baoxu.
"Bought it on the black market from a man named Meng Sixiang!" Zhang Baoxu whispered.
"No wonder." Master Liu shook his head: "That one of yours is fake."
"Why?" Zhang Baoxu didn't believe it.
"It's very simple, because the Meng Sixiang you mentioned was just arrested, and I just received the news that he was detained on suspicion of fraud and fraud, and it was he who spread the news that Jiangcheng had the last month picture. He is
He deliberately lured people from out of town to Jiangcheng, and then sold you a batch of fake goods that he had arranged in advance! You were completely deceived by him."
"Impossible!!" Zhang Baoxu roared, going crazy.
"Don't believe me? OK, go get your two paintings, and I will appraise them for you in public! Who is real and who is fake, I will give you a well-founded analysis and make sure you are convinced!" Master Liu vowed.
"Okay!" Zhang Songhong gritted his teeth and agreed directly.
But at this moment, Mr. Zhang said hoarsely: "No need!"
"Dad!" Zhang Songhong looked at Mr. Zhang blankly.
