Marriage is exciting: Huo Shao spoils his wife as soon as possible

"Why do you say I'm a fake?"

Feng Zixin yelled at Huo Jinming angrily, "Huo Jinming, just now outside the hotel you were jealous that I got Master Ping's authentic work, and now you are making trouble here again, you are responsible!"

"Responsible?"

Huo Jinming was not angry, but just smiled coldly, "If I slander a genuine product, it is natural for you to make me responsible, but this is a fake, at best a high imitation, why should I be responsible."

"What evidence do you have that I'm a fake?"

Feng Zixin roared again, "The seal, handwriting, handwriting and time on it are all correct, but you found a flaw and showed me?"

When everyone in the field heard this, they also looked at Huo Jinming suspiciously.

Everyone was waiting for him to speak, and everyone wanted to know how Huo Jinming should explain.

No one can ignore the brilliance of the headgear combination and the authentic design of Master Naping.

But why does Huo Jinming say that this is a fake?

"A counterfeit is a counterfeit, at best a high imitation."

Huo Jinming said disdainfully, "Feng Zixin, do you dare to tell who you got this authentic work from? Master Ping's works each have their own origins, do you know?"

When these words came out, Feng Zixin froze there on the spot.

He really didn't think about investigating the so-called origin. When he got this work, he directly asked an appraiser to appraise it. The result was that it was the authentic work.

Then he anxiously announced the auction, hoping to sell the authentic painting with the headgear produced by his company.

How does this make him answer?
Seeing that Feng Zixin hesitated to speak, everyone in the field understood a little bit, and the oil tycoon was not in a hurry to bid, and sat back in his seat.

"Let me answer this matter."

Fu Xue came out at this time, and smiled at everyone, "I got this authentic work and sent it to Mr. Feng, so Mr. Feng doesn't know the origin."

Her crisp voice wafted over the venue, and everyone looked at her.

Fu Xue came out to resist the embarrassment and predicament, and Feng Zixin also hurriedly walked down the road and introduced loudly to everyone.

"This authentic work was indeed given to me by Miss Fu, so let everyone listen to her introduction."

No one objected, Fu Xue cleared her throat, smiled at everyone, and began to explain.

"This authentic painting was given to me by my friend Ling Yuan. He is a member of the Ling family. Back then, Master Ping had a close relationship with the Ling family. Everyone must know that he used this authentic painting to repay the Ling family."

Pointing to the hanging authentic drawings, "This is the one."

"Why does Ling Yuan give it to you?"

"That's right, how could he give away such an expensive drawing for no reason?"

Everyone's doubts resounded through the sky, and the corners of Huo Jinming's mouth turned up slightly.

well.

I'm not afraid if you don't tell the truth, as long as you say the word Ling Yuan, you will lose.

His eyes fell on Fu Xue who was on the high platform. The woman looked sexy and coquettish, but he still felt something was wrong when he looked into her eyes quietly.

Her eyes are all too familiar.

A person's face and voice can be changed, but the emotion in the eyes will not change.

The existence of that nightmare woman, when her eyes looked at him, was like this.

A bad premonition flashed in his heart, Huo Jinming shook his head suddenly.

"Mr. Ling Yuan gave me this drawing because he wanted to cooperate with our company and give Huo a way out."

Fu Xue smiled quietly, "Everyone can ask Mr. Huo, Mr. Feng has called him, and now everyone knows about the Huo family's situation, so Mr. Feng wanted to give him an order, but he refused."

"This blueprint is the reward Ling Yuan gave us. Mr. Huo rejected it because of Mr. Huo's relationship, but the reward is not easy to get back, so we put the blueprint up for auction."'

Seeing the surprised and uncertain expressions of everyone in the venue, Fu Xue continued, "Of course, this is not a free auction. We will share part of the proceeds from this auction with Mr. Ling Yuan."

As for how much, it depends on Feng Zixin and her mood.

Everyone listened quietly, all eyes were on Huo Jinming.

Everyone knows about Huo's recent predicament. Is it true that Huo's is relying on other people's relief to receive orders as Fu Xue said?

Seeing everyone's eyes focused on him, Huo Jinming's mouth turned up slightly.

"Mr. Huo, may I ask if this really happened?"

"That's right, Mr. Huo, did you really receive a call from Mr. Feng? Did you really say that the order was transferred?"

The voices of the crowd almost drowned Huo Jinming's figure. He was like an isolated island standing alone in the storm, accepting everyone's doubts.

Jian Yao gently grabbed his hand.

No matter how much suspicion and betrayal the world has, even if thousands of people criticize him, he will accept it firmly.

This is the man she loves.

Her hands were very hot, Huo Jinming only felt a warm current from her body to his. Turning to look at her clear eyes, he smiled slightly.

Don't worry, he's fine.

"Yes."

Huo Jinming said loudly, "Mr. Feng called me, and Ling Yuan did go to him. He wanted to exchange Master Ping's design for Feng's order for us Huo."

The voice fell, and the audience was in an uproar.

The Huo family has really fallen to this point!
Huo Jinming actually admitted all of this hardship and embarrassment!
Everyone's questions and ridicule came to Huo Jinming like waves, but he didn't respond, just stood there quietly.

She raised her eyes and looked at Fu Xue.

Her eyes were flickering, and she didn't dare to touch his sight, as if his sight was the red-hot iron, if she touched it, she would be hurt.

"However, Ling Yuan only said that he would give Master Ping's design to you, but he didn't say that this is the authentic work of Master Ping's design!"

Huo Jinming raised his voice and said, "What he gave you is a high-quality imitation that was rubbed by his father himself back then, and the original is still in his own hands!"

These words shocked the crowd like a depth bomb, and the crowd looked at him in disbelief.

It turned out to be a rubbing?

Although the rubbings and the original look almost identical, everyone knew that it was just a psychological comfort.

Rubbings are never as good as the authentic ones. To put it bluntly, rubbings are high imitations.

So the rubbings are not of such a high value at all. In other words, the original works can be sold for a value of [-] million yuan, but the rubbing version is worth tens of millions.

This is the gap between high imitation and genuine products.

The eyes of everyone suddenly enlarged, and they looked at the so-called authentic work on the stage in horror.

"No wonder the paper is so new to me. Master Ping has been dead for several years. Even if it is well preserved, there will still be some traces."