My wife went on a variety show and exposed my identity as the richest man

"You still want to buy it even though you know it's fake? Is this blogger a fool with a lot of money?"

"What do you know upstairs? This painting looks very similar. Although it is only a fake, it is still very valuable for collection!"

"That's right, maybe there is room for value-added."

With all eyes on him, Su Zheng nodded indifferently.

Anyway, it was given by someone else, so it's useless for him to keep it.

If people really like it, it doesn't matter if they sell it to him.

"can!"

Seeing Su Zheng nodding, Tang Cai was also a little happy.

"Then thank you Mr. Su!"

Su Zheng waved his hand indifferently.

"It's okay, since you want to buy it, I'll give you a [-]% discount."

He tried to think back.

The guy who gave him the painting back then, how much did you say he paid for it?

It seems to be 5000?

"Just give me 4000 million!"

Tang Cai, who was waiting to thank her, was stunned when she heard the offer.

There was a look of doubt on his face.

At this time, the cameraman was also very spiritual and gave a close-up of the two of them.

"Pfft! I laughed so hard! This blogger's expression is too funny!"

"Haha, 4000% off, [-] million!"

"As expected of being a god, this price is really dare to ask for it!"

"Su Zheng: Why, I gave you such a big discount, why don't you kneel down and thank you?"

Su Zheng looked at Tang Cai's expression and frowned.

Is this too expensive?

When we met for the first time, he got a [-]% discount, which should be regarded as a great way to save face.

At this time, Tang Cai also had ten thousand alpacas whizzing by in her heart.

If this painting is real, Su Zheng's quotation is naturally no problem at all.

Even if Tang Cai can be bought, it is still blood money!

But it's fake!

The sky-high is about [-]!

Sometimes you go too far when you really come to sell!

Chapter 23 Really!

Tang Cai tried hard to control her emotions.

He tried his best to observe Su Zheng's expression.

He wanted to find a trace of joking on Su Zheng's face.

But he failed!

This Su Zheng is actually serious!

A counterfeit actually wanted to sell him 4000 million!

Is this man crazy?

"Mr. Su, you may not know something!"

"Although Tang Bohu's authentic work is valuable, you are a fake!"

"Even if the imitation is extremely realistic, it's worth 20 at most. The price I gave is definitely a price of conscience!"

Tang Cai held back the anger in her heart, and said politely.

The audience in the live broadcast room also turned on the mocking mode.

"There is really something wrong with Su Zheng, are you selling the fake?"

"If he keeps doing business like this, maybe the world's richest man really belongs to him!"

"After all, you are an empty-handed white wolf!"

"This blogger has a good temper. If it were me, I'm afraid he would have scolded him."

The live computer has been brought into the bedroom by the staff.

So Su Zheng didn't know that everyone was dissing him.

But upon hearing Tang Cai's words, a look of surprise flashed across Su Zheng's face.

"Fake? Do you have any proof?"

This is in the eyes of others.

It's like getting angry after being exposed.

"Evidence? False and still not admitted?"

"Trash! The God-forced layout is too small!"

"It's not enough to admit it falsely."

But Su Zheng himself actually didn't intend to question him at all.

He really wanted to know the authenticity of this painting.

If it is fake, some people will probably be recorded in his notebook.

After all, dare to send him fake goods.

He is absolutely intolerable!

"This……"

Su Zheng's question caught Tang Cai at once.

After all, he really couldn't find any flaws in this fake painting.

Otherwise, he wouldn't want to buy it so much.

"Miss Qin said, you bought this painting from the second-hand market..."

In the end, Tang Cai could only find a reason that was not a reason.

"That's it?"

Su Zheng tilted his head.

Of course, this was a lie to Qin Xin.

"Besides, is there any evidence to prove that this painting is fake?"

Su Zheng continued to ask.

"This painting was given by a friend of mine, not from the second-hand market."

"I'm afraid you can't say it's fake if you don't have other evidence."

Su Zheng thought he was still a very reasonable person.

You can't just put shit on other people's heads.

"Hehe, the words changed so quickly! Could it be that Goddess Qin can still lie to us?"

"Seeing that others can't find any flaws, so you block them with words? You're so high!"

"Master Tang, quickly find a piece of evidence for this pretender!"

The crowd in the live broadcast room was excited.

Tang Cai also frowned.

"I don't have any tools here..."

Examining the calligraphy and painting, of course, you can't see it just by looking at it casually.

There is also a set of standardized procedures.

Su Zheng expressed his understanding.

"It's okay. You can come over later when you bring the tools. After checking the authenticity, if you still want to buy it, you can talk about it later."

"If it's true, it doesn't matter if I send it to you directly."

There was actually nothing wrong with Su Zheng's speech.

But how can the audience who are occupied by subjective emotions listen to it.

"Fighting God is adding drama to himself again!"

"These two people are not invited by the program group, are they?"

"Very professional!"

Tang Cai felt that it made sense when she heard the words.

After all, I really couldn't find any definite evidence that this painting was fake.

So he nodded.

"Ok!"

And this time.

In an antique shop in Yanjing.

An old man over seventy years old was lying on a grand master's chair in the small courtyard of an antique shop, bathing in the morning light.

In his hand, he still holds a purple sand teapot that has been coated with pulp.

From time to time, take a sip from the mouth of the pot and enjoy yourself.

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the room.

"Master! Come and see, is this painting real or fake?"

At first, the old man didn't care.

Until another sentence from the apprentice sounded.

"It's Tang Bohu's "Wang Jia Coming Out of the Mountain Picture"."

"Tang Bohu's painting?"

The old man, who was not in a hurry at first, suddenly speeded up.

Walk towards the house.

As the vice president of Yanjing Antiques Association, he is also a fanatic of Tang Bohu.

But in recent years, there have been fewer and fewer authentic works of Tang Bohu circulating in the world.

"Where is it? Where is it? Where is Tang Bohu's painting?"

The old man strode into the house.

The apprentice was also amused to see the master in such a hurry.

Yang raised the phone in his hand.

"Master, here it is!"

"Don't worry, I've taken screenshots, please slow down, don't fall!"

Help the old man to sit down.