Divine Perspective: Married to President Bai Fumei

"You mean this painting is genuine?" Li Zhiyao asked again to confirm.

Du Heng still nodded affirmatively in response to her.

But Li Zhiyao then shook his head.

"This is impossible!"

"This painting is a copy of Zhang Daqian's "Taoshan Wangxitu". The real one is in the Yangtze River Museum. I just visited it at the beginning of the year."

"But this is really the real thing!"

"Don't you want to say that this painting is the same as the "Jiang Xing Xue Tu" we bought before, it has been divided into two, and this is the other half of the real thing?"

"No! Not the same!"

Du Heng took Li Zhiyao to the front of the painting together.

"Boss, look at the splashed ink and the strokes of the pen, they are all authentic. If you look at the paper, you can't find any fake traces of 'one divided into two'."

"I'm sure this is the real thing! And the painting in the Yangtze River Museum is a fake!"

Li Zhiyao still couldn't believe it.

"Du Heng, do you know that you are going to offend many people by saying this?"

"Because "The Picture of First Snow on the Journey to the River" was an underground auction, a lot of things came from wrong sources, and everyone kept their hands on them not to spread them, so the Taipei Museum didn't hold you accountable for slapping them in the face."

"It's obviously a good thing for me to check for leaks and fill in gaps for them!"

Du Heng was not convinced.

Li Zhiyao smiled slightly, and then said earnestly: "You, you are still inexperienced. Sophistication in human relations is just writing, and you still have a lot to learn."

"You have to remember that your behavior is a slap in the face in the eyes of others! You think it's a good thing, but they are not happy!"

"Then I'll write it down and think about it slowly."

Li Zhiyao nodded in satisfaction.

"Let's talk about "Mountain Looking at the River in Peach Mountain". If the painting in front of you is genuine, then the troubles will be far bigger than "The Picture of the First Snow in the Journey of the River."

"Because, the painting in the Yangtze River Museum was donated by Zhang Daqian's descendants a few years ago. It is said that there was an exchange of interests. Anyway, I heard from my father that there was a lot of trouble surrounding "Taoshan Wangxitu" back then."

"If it is identified as a counterfeit now, it will not only be a scandal at the Yangtze River Museum, but it is also very likely that there will be a resurgence of the past."

"At that time, I'm afraid many people will look at you unhappy, and even make trouble for you."

"So Du Heng, are you ready for these troubles?"

Du Heng was not afraid at all.

"True is true, false is false."

"Okay, I like you like this. I'm going to call Mr. Peng. Anyway, our Li family is not afraid of these things. The more lively the better."

Because Du Heng had already demonstrated his awesome talent in appraising treasures before.

After knowing that the painting was authenticated by Du Heng, Peng Ru was about to leave for the village in the city without saying a word.

Li Tinghai followed closely behind.

If this "Mountain Looking at the River in Taoshan" is indeed true, then he doesn't mind taking it back and putting it in the study.

Collectors, you can never have too many collections.

When the two arrived, they also brought a team of black-clothed bodyguards, saying they were escorting the genuine product.

This is already subconscious, and I believe in Du Heng's appraisal ability and his appraisal result of this painting.

Grandma Yang will not do business at this meeting.

Li Zhiyao is helping Li Zhiyao to sit on the chair.

One billion!

It's a good thing the old lady doesn't have a heart attack, she almost burped in surprise when she heard this.

"Old Peng, I remember the painting in the Yangtze River Museum. Have you ever appreciated it?"

"Yes."

"Then compare the two paintings, who is real and who is fake?"

Peng Ru didn't answer, but took down the "Peach Mountain Looking at the Stream" on the wall, and looked at it bit by bit with a magnifying glass.

More and more suspicious.

"Old Li, I think this painting should be genuine!"

"The one in the museum is really fake?"

"No! I feel that's true too, but it's not right. How can there be exactly the same painting?"

Li Tinghai was confused.

"Then you can't tell if it's true or not?"

"Identification is possible. It is the mule or the horse that came out for a walk. Put the two paintings together, and I believe that the difference can be found."

"Then take this painting and go to the Yangtze River Museum."

Li Tinghai acted resolutely.

Afterwards, Li Zhiyao discussed with Grandma Yang, and Grandma Yang naturally agreed to the matter.

"You don't need to sign a contract with me. The old woman can't read and write, and she can trust you girl. I'll keep hanging the fake paintings at home, but I'll sell you for money for my grandson's medical treatment, buy a house, buy a car, and beg for a wife."

"Okay! Grandma Yang, that's the deal!"

The four of them took their bodyguards and got into Li Tinghai's car, an extended Lincoln.

Du Heng touched his butt and got off the leather seat.

Once again, he secretly vowed that when he has money in the future, he will also buy an extended Lincoln to sit and compare.

"Aheng, picked up another big leak, amazing!"

Holding the painting in his arms, Peng Ru couldn't help looking at Du Heng and sighing.

"Just learned it."

"Humble! Your boss doesn't like to listen to what you said. Yaoyao has also learned appraisal since she was a child. She is still a frequent visitor here, but in the end she keeps passing Baoshan every time and doesn't enter!"

"Uncle Peng, don't hurt me. Du Heng is a gift from God, so I don't want to compare with him."

after an hour.

Lengthened Lincoln arrives at the Yangtze River Museum.

On the way, Li Tinghai had already contacted Xiao Boyan, the curator of the Yangtze River Museum.

As soon as the group got out of the car, they saw the curator leading people in full battle.

Sure enough, the opponent was full of hostility.

Because in Xiao Boyan's view, what Li Tinghai said is nothing short of fantasy!
The "Taoshan Wangxi Tu" collected in their museum was personally donated by Zhang Daqian's descendants, and in the past few years, masters of painting and calligraphy and appraisers have come to observe and appreciate it every year.

No one said that this painting is a fake!
So Li Tinghai, why should he?
If Li Tinghai and Peng Ru were not well-known in the Jiangning antique collection circle, Xiao Boyan would not have paid any attention to the unreasonable request of the two for comparison and identification.

But no matter how unhappy he was, the curator was still smiling when receiving Li Tinghai.

At most, it's MMP in my heart!

"Mr. Li, this way please."

"Trouble curator Xiao, the painting is here."

Going all the way to the museum's special appraisal room, there are already six museum appraisal masters waiting for the same.

However, all appraisal masters looked proud.

In their view, the "Taoshan Wangxi Tu" brought by Li Tinghai must be a fake!

As long as this fake is compared with the real one in their museum, the fake will be revealed immediately!

"Old Peng, please put your fake here."

It may be that he didn't pay attention for a while. Before the appraisal started, a master appraisal accidentally uttered his heart.

Li Tinghai's face suddenly pulled down.

how?This is in front of him, don't you give him face?
Seeing that something was wrong, Xiao Boyan hurriedly smoothed things over: "Old Wu, what are you talking about? Mr. Li, Lao Wu didn't mean it, why don't you put the painting together for identification first?"

Li Tinghai didn't pursue him because of his face, and signaled Peng Ru to put down the painting.

But just as Peng Ru took a step forward, Du Heng, who had been silent since entering, suddenly stood up.

"Wait!"

"I think that the comparative identification of the two paintings requires an additional procedure!"