This was said beautifully, but in reality it was just an attempt to find out his truth.
However, given Mao Jie's identity, he was not able to find out his identity, so he naturally didn't care.
"Hmph, bluff."
Tao Pin got angry when he saw his confident look: "Mr. Mao, please don't be deceived by Yang Tian. How could he have something good in his hands? I can identify it as a fake without expert appraisal."
"The experts will come later. It's not enough to make a joke. Yang Tian, I think you just admit it is fake. We won't do anything to you."
Tao Pin suddenly remembered something and looked at Yang Tian with a somewhat unkind look.
Yang Tian would be embarrassed if he was embarrassed, but as a member of the Wu family, wouldn't he also be embarrassed if he later found out that it was a fake?
Lin Xue bit her lower lip and looked at Yang Tian worriedly.
She had no confidence in that calligraphy and painting either. But seeing how confident Yang Tian was, she gritted her teeth and decided to believe him.
"Second uncle, the experts haven't come yet, so it's too early to make a decision now."
Lin Xue said.
"It's okay. The experts I called have good relations with our Mao family."
Mao Jie leaned on the back of the sofa chair and smiled.
The implication is that even if it's false, it's not something you would go out to say nonsense.
"Since Mr. Mao insists on this, let's have it appraised."
Mr. Wu was a little helpless, but at this point, it was not up to him to decide.
At worst, he would take out a few expensive calligraphy and paintings from the study later to add to the scene and not embarrass the Wu family too much.
Half an hour later, several elderly men came to Wu's house.
The leader glanced at the slightly shabby Wu family, his face tightened, but for Mao Jie's sake, he didn't say anything.
"I wonder what kind of rare thing Master Mao saw, and he took so much trouble to bring us old bones over?"
The leader of the old man pushed the gold frame on his face and asked.
"It is indeed a rare item, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered Mr. Li to make a trip."
Mao Jie smiled and handed over the calligraphy and painting in his hand.
"Mr. Li?"
Mr. Wu was shocked: "But the chief expert of the National Academy of Sciences, Mr. Li Guohui, Mr. Li?"
"It's okay not to mention those false reputations."
Li Guohui glanced at Mr. Wu and waved his hands casually.
But his expression softened a lot.
I didn't expect that someone from such a small family would know his name.
"Then these guys..."
Mr. Wu looked nervously at several other old men.
"These are Mr. Qian, Mr. Zhou and Mr. Wang."
Mao Jie stepped forward and introduced: "Seniors, please take your seats."
Mr. Wu looked at Mao Jie's casual posture and swallowed hard.
These guys are all big shots in the antique world! Just invited by Mao Jie with a phone call?
When the Wu family was at its most glorious, they were not qualified to see these old gentlemen.
Not to mention these old gentlemen, even their disciples are rare to meet!
"Master Mao said it is a rare item, so let's open our eyes today."
Li Guohui took several people to their seats.
"Whose hand is this ancient calligraphy and painting?"
Qian Lao glanced at the scroll placed on the sofa, guessed it, and asked.
The Mao family is a real estate developer and often prepares gifts to give to others. However, they are not very discerning, so they often invite them. After visiting them frequently, they get used to it.
He could see good things and get paid, so he had a great degree of tolerance for Mao Jie's attitude.
Mao Jie: "Qiu Ying!"
Li Guohui's hands froze in mid-air and he looked at Mao Jie uncertainly: "One of the four Wu families, Qiu Ying's calligraphy and painting?"
"Exactly."
Mao Jie nodded.
"Take a look."
Li Guohui directly handed the things in his hand to several people around him.
