good night warlord

The words quickly reached Gong Yimian's ears. She and Zhan Shifeng glanced at each other, and they both got up and walked towards Zhan Shiyan and Gu Qingyi:

"Qingyi, it's fine if you don't want to beg Miss Melinda. You can't talk nonsense. This is Jiashide. How could Jiashide sell a fake for auction?"

When Melinda first heard Gu Qingyi's words, she also felt a little surprised, but soon felt that it was impossible. Even if Excellent Era had the guts, it was impossible for Jiashi to not pay attention to the authenticity of the lot. The foundation of the world's foothold, as long as there is news of a fake being auctioned, Excellent Era's many years of signboards will be destroyed in one go:
"Heh, Gu Qingyi, it sounds like you have a lot of research on things like antiques. Could it be that Jiashide's experts can't compare to you?"

Gu Qingyi's speech quickly spread to the staff of Jiashide. This kind of matter is of great importance, and the person in charge of Jiashide also came over quickly:
"Miss, do you have any doubts about the items in this auction house?"

The incident quickly became known to everyone in the audience, and the reporters who were waiting at the end all gathered around with their cameras like cats smelling fish.

Excellent World Auction House is very confident in its auctions, so they didn't stop these media reporters from coming to interview. On the contrary, they hoped that tonight's release would be spread by the media to better expand Excellent World's influence force.

Because the auction was over, the lights of the guest seats were brightly lit up, and Gu Qingyi's plain face was quickly surrounded by the flashing lights of the reporters:
"Miss Gu, do you have any basis for saying that this "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" is a fake?"

"That's right, Ms. Gu, as we all know, Jiashi's auction house has never sold fakes. How did you conclude that tonight's "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" is a fake?"

"Can you explain what you say?"

Surrounded by the crowd, Gu Qingyi always had that formulaic smile on her face, without any panic, making it impossible to see if she could really say something.

Huo Jinfeng leaned over and muttered softly:

"Xiao Qingqing, this is not a joke. Are you really sure to prove that the painting is a fake? If there is no evidence, we can say it earlier, and we will find another way to get out."

Gong Yimian also warned softly:
"Qingyi, don't forget your current identity. If you make a joke, you will lose face to the Zhan family."

There are also many more people who got up and came to watch the excitement nearby:

"I think she is trying to die. She is not willing to be forced by Miss Melinda to give up her husband, so she will say that Miss Melinda's photo is a fake."

"That is, if you spend 100 million to photograph a fake, Miss Melinda will kill her. This person is still too young to do things without considering the consequences."

"Let's see how she ends up today. Regardless of whether this painting is a fake or not, Jiashide and Melinda will offend her."

The voices of the discussions were a bit noisy, there were a lot of people watching, and the scene was much more chaotic than before, only Gu Qingyi who was in the center of the storm, acted calmly as if those voices had nothing to do with her.

At the guest table, only Gu Qingyi Zhan Shiyan and Huo Jinfeng were still sitting. The others were either staring at each other or gloating. However, these three people were like an indestructible fortress. Although they were sitting, their aura was not lost. People dare not make mistakes.

Zhan Shiyan, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke:

"My wife learned Chinese painting from her mother since she was a child. Wang Hongji and others are my wife's favorite painters. Therefore, if my wife says this painting is a fake, then this painting is undoubtedly a fake."

If these words were told by Feng Shifeng or Gong Qing during the war, others might still be a little bit afraid and believe them, but Yan Yan always kept a low profile during the war and was always in Hancheng, and the people who knew him well in the first city were limited to the three major families People here, his firm statement does not convince others:
"Learning Chinese painting can tell the truth from the fake? It's not that simple."

"The relationship between husband and wife is good, but if you want to say that this painting is a fake, how can you just rely on your words? They spent 100 billion, so at least you can come up with some evidence."

"I think they can't come up with evidence, so they use this overbearing method to explain."

The person in charge of Excellent World also had the same attitude:

"Mr. Zhan, since your wife thinks that there is a problem with the authenticity of my auction house's items, I hope you and your wife can produce real evidence. Your statement is obviously not convincing."

During the war, Yan glanced at those who interrupted to watch the excitement, and said:

"My wife's mother, that is, my mother-in-law, is the late Ms. Song Hui, a master of traditional Chinese painting."

As soon as the words came out, someone nearby seemed to think of something:

"I remember that I even bid for Ms. Song Hui's painting, and it was sold for a high price of one billion at that time."

"I was also fortunate to have been to Ms. Song Hui's art exhibition. Ms. Song Hui is actually her mother, so her traditional Chinese painting skills should not be bad."

"But her mother is her mother, so it doesn't mean she will have her mother's level."

"That's right, it doesn't mean that she can tell the authenticity of an ancient painting."

Gong Yimian warned in a 'kindly' way:
"Qingyi, you have to think about it carefully. Now that everyone knows that you are the daughter of Ms. Song Hui, a master of traditional Chinese painting, you probably won't make fun of your mother's reputation."

Gu Qingyi glanced at Gong Yimian lightly, her eyes became more sharp, now that Gong Yimian has Melinda as her support, she has a lot of confidence, and she follows Gu Qingyi's gaze in a leisurely manner, as if to say, let's see how you end up.

Melinda's beautiful eyes flickered, she didn't know what was going on in her mind, and then she spoke:
"Gu Qingyi, Yanlian moved your mother out during the war, you don't really intend to use your mother's reputation to prove that this painting in my hand is a fake."

Melinda's words sounded simple, but upon further investigation, the intention was very vicious. If Gu Qingyi could not produce definite evidence tonight to prove that the painting was a fake, Ms. Song Hui's reputation would be ruined because of today's incident.

Naturally, Gu Qingyi would not give this opportunity. From the beginning to the end, she never thought about moving out her mother, and she was very clear about Yan's intentions during the war. He just wanted to add weight to her next reason.

She still had a faint smile on her face, completely ignored everyone's aggressiveness, ignored Melinda's provocation, and looked at the person in charge of Jiashi's auction house:

"Since I dare to say such a thing, I can prove it. I don't know if the manager can send someone to unfold the "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" so that everyone can see it more clearly."

Naturally, the manager of Excellent World would not refuse to agree to such a request. After obtaining Melinda's permission, the manager took the scroll and handed it to the staff to unfold it slowly.

Before this painting, everyone only saw it on the big screen, but now it is presented in front of everyone at close range. The antique and majestic picture gave everyone a more intuitive feeling:
"This painting is so beautiful, how could it be a fake."