"You are welcome."

In the teahouse party hall, Zheng Ge smiled at Zhu Lao.

Zhu Lao shook his head and looked at the "Dizhu Ming" on the desk and said, "Mr. Zheng is right. No matter when, the sky will not fall. Unless it is on the street stall, the seller does not know the goods, you can get a vacant. But if the seller is an expert, knowing the real value of the item, but selling it at a price of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars, then there will be a problem here!"

Zhao Dongxing's face changed bitterly, and he wanted to laugh a little.

I have always believed that my business talent is no worse than anyone else.

Even though he suffered repeated defeats among the singer Zheng, he didn't think he was inferior. He just thought that Zheng Ge had the home advantage and he was defeated step by step. But in the end, he didn't even see through this little trick.

He remembered that when negotiating with Lai Mazi, Lai Mazi said more than once: If this handwritten book was placed at the auction, it would be no problem to auction 400 million yuan.

The experts around him often say that this handwritten book is worth at least 400 million yuan.

But he never thought at the time that since the other party knew it was worth 400 million, why did he sell it to himself for 330 million?

Can't the other party take it to auction?

Why would you rather make tens of millions less than sell it to yourself?

What a superficial truth, I didn’t see through it?

After thinking about it, I was misled by those experts.

If it weren't for Liu Ji and the others, they would definitely say: It's the authentic one.

Why can I buy it without any scruples?

"Yes, it's Liu Ji and the others, and Wu directed himself."

Zhao Dongxing firmly determined his thoughts and looked at Liu Ji in a cold look.

He pushed all the responsibility onto several experts such as Liu Ji. He never thought that he bought this handwritten book because of his greed.

Liu Ji noticed Zhao Dongxing's gaze, his heart trembled and he took a step back.

Zhao Dongxing had no time to settle the score with Liu Ji. He walked to the corner, took out his cell phone and asked the people stationed in the Demon City to go to Mingyuxuan, control the damn Lai Mazi, and let the other party spit out the 330 million he had eaten.

Zheng Ge noticed Zhao Dongxing's actions, and a sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Zhu Lao ignored Zhao Dongxing. He looked down at the handwritten "The Ming of the Pigeon" and exclaimed repeatedly, "Although it is a fake, I have to admit that this is a good masterpiece! I have seen the authentic one, and this one is almost the same as the authentic one. If the mark left by Master Lai is removed, it will be considered as the authentic one, and it will be enough to be fake."

"So, Lao Zhu, have you seen the authentic "The Pillar Essay"?" Jiang Yehua interrupted with a smile.

"See it." Zhu Lao recalled: "But that was many years ago. Later, a disaster occurred, and the authentic "Minzhu Ming" disappeared."

Jiang Yehua nodded, feeling a little regretful.

Unfortunately, I cannot see the authentic "The Inscription on the Pillar".

He is a calligraphy enthusiast and wants to see the authentic "Mindun"

Immediately, he hugged everyone and said, "Today's party has opened my eyes. I have seen many cultural treasures that we inherit from China and are very grateful. I still have a meeting, so I will say goodbye first. If you have time, everyone will get together again."

After saying that, he hugged Zhu Lao again and walked out.

During this period, he didn't even look at Zhao Dongxing.

"Old Jiang." Zhao Dongxing's face changed and he hurriedly chased him out.

When he walked to the stairs, Jiang Yehua smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao should have a lot of matters to deal with, so I won't disturb you." After that, he said to Jiang Yao again, "Yaoyao, I have time to go to Grandpa Jiang's house to play."

"Okay Grandpa Jiang." Jiang Yao responded obediently.

Zheng Ge also returned the gift.

Jiang Yehua smiled and left quickly.

Seeing Jiang Yehua leave, everyone else said goodbye.

Zhu Lao looked down at Lai Mazi's version of "The Pillar of the Pulse" again, shook his head and sighed, and said to Zheng Ge: "Principal Zheng, see you again."

"Looking for a long time." Zheng Ge sent Zhu Lao and the others away.

"Let's go, too."

Zheng Ge smiled at Zhao Xinghai and the others.

Zhao Xinghai and others nodded, said goodbye to some of the merchants around them, and left the third floor hall.

...

After leaving the teahouse, Zheng Ge, Jiang Yao and his group got into the car.

"Brother Zheng, today is so exciting."

Jiang Yao laughed in a low voice: "I believe that if today's incident is spread, the Zhao family's life in Pengcheng will probably be even more sad. I was worried that the Zhao family would find Grandpa Jiang as their backer, but now it seems that there is no chance."

Zheng Ge smiled and shook his head. Although Jiang Yehua would not be happy about what happened today, he would not suppress the Zhao family because of this. Of course, he would not be biased towards the Zhao family.

Jiang Yehua will still follow the rules.

However, Jiang Yehua will not cause trouble for the Zhao family, and those who flatter Jiang Yehua will not be polite to the Zhao family.

"Okay, let's not talk about them."

Zheng Ge shook his head and said with a smile.

Zhao Xinghai sighed, "I really didn't expect that fraud can be done to such a level. Even the masters called Golden Eyes almost misunderstood. If I hadn't learned about the counterfeiter's background, I'm afraid that this fake today would have become the real one."

Zheng Ge smiled, and there was nothing to say except for complaining about Lai Mazi's skillful bastard.

"Brother Zheng, do you think Zhao Dongxing will be angry and angry and kill the fake master?" Zhao Xiaoxin asked with a blink of an eye.

"Bang." Zhao Xinghai gave her a thunderous feeling, "You girl, what era is this? Are you a troubled time? You even kill people."

Zhao Xiaoxin has a flat mouth. Isn’t it like this on TV?

Zheng Ge smiled and said, "It may be possible to beat him up, but it is impossible to kill him. This is China."

Zhao Xinghai nodded, "Yes, it's possible if you're abroad, but this is China."

...

In the teahouse, as several important figures left, other people who attended the party also gradually left.

According to the normal procedure, the party had just begun, and it was far from over.

There are also a few tables to have a meal at night.

As a result, the party ended at the beginning.

At the same time, as people dispersed, the events of the gatherings spread in the circle of wealthy people in Pengcheng and the antique circles.

For a time, Zheng Ge's reputation was taken to the next level in Pengcheng.

Some people call Zheng Ge a "abiding treasure appraiser".

It means: Although he is an outsider, he can still identify the authenticity of the object from a business perspective, which is amazing.

Zheng Ge has received countless praises in Pengcheng.

On the contrary, Zhao Dongxing, the Zhao family, had a bad reputation.

...

Zhao Dongxing, who had returned to the Zhao family villa, was in no mood to pay attention to the troubles outside at this time.

He held his breath in his heart and must find that Lai Mazi.

"Dingling..."

The phone rang, and it was him calling it under the Demon City's men.

"Have you caught that bastard?"
Chapter completed!