The famous painting worth over 100 million yuan turned out to be a fake here in Yun Yi, and Ma Hongjiang's face became distorted.
Not only did he beat his own son at home, but now he openly embarrassed himself at the prince's birthday banquet. It was really too much of a deception.
He pointed at Yun Yi and shouted: "Boy, don't think that I, Ma Hongjiang, am afraid of you. If you offend our Ma family, I will make you die badly."
"I'm afraid you haven't figured it out yet. It was your Ma family who provoked me first, and then I took action. Don't make it seem like you have been wronged a lot."
"Why did our Ma family offend you?"
"What? Do you need me to tell you what happened in the laboratory?"
"you......"
Ma Hongjiang was so angry that his face turned red. It was okay if he didn't mention it. The more he mentioned it, the more distressed he felt. The underground laboratory where the Ma and Tang families had invested billions was burned down, and the culprit was Yun Yi in front of him.
But even if he was angry, there was nothing he could do.
He can't talk about what happened in the laboratory!
Ma Hongjiang then said: "Anyway, my painting of Eight Horses has been appraised by several internationally renowned treasure appraisal experts. You are just a doctor, why do you say it is fake?"
Yun Yi curled his lips and said, "If I say it's fake, it's fake."
"Young man, you are going too far when you talk like this."
An old man with gray hair and beard stood up and said angrily: "To appraise the prince's birthday gift, you need to have the ability to distinguish between authenticity and falsehood. You are confusing right and wrong and directly saying that the truth is false. This is going too far.
Bar?"
"These are all treasures that have been carefully selected and purchased at a huge cost to give the prince this birthday gift. Are they fake if you say they are fake?"
"We require professional people to identify the ears, instead of letting laymen like you do it."
Everyone around him became excited.
Yun Yi sneered and said, "I'm just a professional. If you don't believe me, you can find someone else to evaluate it."
The old man who spoke first snorted: "Ignorant child, do you know who I am? My name is Lin Fan, and I am also very famous in the treasure appraising world, and this "Eight Horses" was appraised by me personally.
What else do you have to say now?"
"oh?"
Yun Yi was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that this old man was actually a master of treasure appraisal.
The onlookers all laughed at this time.
"This kid slapped himself in the face this time. He never thought that Mr. Lin was a top figure in the treasure appraisal world, right?"
"Doing an appraisal in front of Mr. Lin is just trying to do the same thing."
"What's more important is that a painting he judged to be a fake was actually authenticated by Mr. Lin."
Everyone said something to each other, and their tone was full of sarcasm.
Ma Hongjiang breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Boy, now even Mr. Lin has said this, what else do you have to say? You use such dirty means to drive me, Ma Hongjiang away.
? Dreaming."
"Yeah?
Yun Yi still looked calm. He turned to Bai Xianyang and said, "Is this Mr. Lin a master treasure appraiser?"
"Yes." Bai Xianyang said awkwardly: "In the treasure appraisal industry in Qingyang City, Mr. Lin is indeed very famous and is an expert."
"The so-called experts are just a joke."
Yun Yi said disdainfully: "With his ability to identify treasures, does he have the nerve to be called an expert?"
"What?"
Everyone was even more angry. Did this kid look down on Lin Fan?
When everyone was so excited, Yun Yi suddenly took a knife and cut the "Eight Horses Picture" in half.
"You, you dare to destroy my painting, please pay for it." Ma Hongjiang was extremely angry.