Chapter 358 Who's Meow Hit Me (2000)

Mo Chengyun's ancient painting had not had time for everyone to identify, and it attracted the coveted by the XY organization. If it wasn't for Wen Muchu taking the lead in advance, I'm afraid it would have caused a bloody storm.

Therefore, since Mo Chengyun returned home last night, he has tightly hidden the ancient painting.

However, he is still not reconciled, because he still does not know whether the ancient painting is genuine or not.

Early in the morning, he asked Brother Jiang to send people to be fully armed to protect him, and brought the ancient painting over, intending to take advantage of this situation of the old Su group and borrow his east wind.

He didn't expect that Su Lao brought out an ancient painting exactly like him.

He was instantly stunned: "This... Mr. Su, how can you have such a painting? Could it be that you stole it from me?"

Old Su was instantly furious and stared at his beard.

"Stealing from you? Ha... Young Master Mo, after thinking about it, I bought it for 50 million..."

Mo Chengyun's heart was secretly empty, and a layer of cold sweat could not help oozing out of his forehead.

"I... I also spent nearly fifty million to buy it. But, how can there be two identical paintings in this world?"

Immediately, someone immediately answered: "Of course not, the paintings of the two of you must be real and fake."

"Yes, yes, there must be true and false, but I just don't know who is true and who is false."

Old Su snorted coldly: "It must be the one in my hand that is real, so what is there to say? Old man, I have been collecting antiques for so many years, and I have long since cultivated a keen eye. Yesterday, I went to the black market on purpose. Look at Mr. Mo's painting, you will know that his painting is exactly the same as mine. When I returned home that night, I invited Mr. Qu Zheng Qu to Su's house. Mr. Qu personally identified and confirmed that this painting of mine is the same as mine. It's true, it can't be false."

Mo Chengyun was stunned for a moment, and looked at Old Su in disbelief. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Qu Zheng had begged Brother Jiang many times before he asked Brother Jiang to invite Qu Zheng to appraise the ancient paintings for him.

But I didn't want to, in the end, it was actually cheaper for Su Lao?

Old Su looked at the surprised look on the young man's face, grinned, revealing big white teeth, and said very happily.

"Haha...Young people, don't be discouraged. Thinking about when I was young, I also bought a lot of fakes and spent a lot of money. You should just take the money you bought for the ancient paintings this time. Got a lesson..."

Mo Chengyun was obviously not convinced, and he raised his voice: "Old Su, you can't say that, who is true and who is false, I can't listen to your side words. It happened that I also brought the painting today, so we Put the paintings together, how do you compare?"

Old Su grinned, and answered without a trace of worry.

"Okay, if I don't compare it with you, people will think I'm an old man and deliberately bully your junior."

As soon as this proposal came out, the people who were watching the lively all around immediately became emotional.

"It's exciting, it's unheard of for two paintings to be identified together."

"This time, we have a lively look."

"This time it's a worthwhile trip."

Everyone was talking, all excited, all waiting for the opening of the gluttonous feast.

In the crowd, there was always a small woman wearing black sportswear and a peaked cap, quietly observing Lan Xiao.

Lan Xiao was originally waiting to watch it lively, but suddenly, she felt that there was a looming gaze that was patrolling back and forth on her.

She frowned uncomfortably, turning her head to look around.

Unfamiliar faces, strange people, but I didn't notice anything strange.

Lan Xiao turned her head and muttered to herself, "I must have thought too much?"

Then, she shook her head and continued to look forward to the identification of Mr. Su and Mo Chengyun's paintings together.

Mo Chengyun had already brought out the painting he brought.

The glass booth was wide enough, so Mr. Su put his painting on the right, and Mo Chengyun put his painting on the left.

The two paintings were placed together exactly the same, and many people looked around with their heads hooked.

"Tsk tsk, it's really exactly the same. I'm dazzled, I can't tell which one is real and which one is fake..."

"Yeah, I can't tell the difference. I am proficient in ancient paintings, but I am still confused."

Old Su clapped his palms to calm everyone down.

"Everyone, is there any expert present who is proficient in ancient paintings, and has the ability to distinguish which of these two paintings is real and which is fake? If anyone can identify it, Su and I will take out 20 million yuan. Reward him with a bonus..."

Not to be outdone, Mo Chengyun hurriedly agreed: "I mean the same as Su Lao, as long as I can identify the authenticity, whether my painting is real or fake, I will be willing to give 20 million in cash as a reward."

As soon as the words of Old Man Su and Mo Chengyun came out, the crowd instantly boiled like a pot had exploded.

Everyone volunteered and wanted to be identified.

Even if it can't be identified, there is no loss. After all, no one is unwilling to face the sky-high appraisal fee of 40 million.

It's crazy. Just by appraising a painting, you can get a prize of 40 million yuan. This is equivalent to a pie in the sky, and golden beans in the sky.

This kind of thing is extremely rare.

They all sighed, Su Lao and Mo Gongzi are really rich and powerful.

In the eyes of others, tens of millions is nothing at all, just like pocket money consumed on weekdays.

Six six six.

Lan Xiao was so shocked that her eyes popped out.

It's a waste of money.

Forty million is enough for her to open another jewelry store.

If she doesn't go for identification, she is a fool.

Lan Xiao rubbed her fists and rubbed her palms, ready to move.

As a result, before she could lift her foot and walk towards Su Lao, she suddenly rushed from behind and hit her hard.

Lan Xiao's footsteps staggered a few times and did not fall, but her arm was hit and hurt, as if her bones were shattered.

"Hey... Who the hell hit me?" Lan Xiao glared back and roared while clutching her aching shoulders.

But she didn't want to, when she turned around, she saw a beautiful woman in black sportswear and a peaked cap standing there looking at her slightly provocatively.

"I hit..."

Lan Xiao was slightly startled, then frowned and said angrily, "Are you ill. Are you still so righteous when you bump into someone?"

Is this person too shameless?

"Is your name Lan Xiao?" The woman raised her eyebrows, looked at Lan Xiao arrogantly, and asked in a low voice.

Lan Xiao rubbed her shoulders, her face full of displeasure. Not only was this girl arrogant, she was also a stance that didn't take anyone seriously.

She couldn't take this breath, she gritted her teeth and looked at her and said sternly, "Apologize..."

The woman sneered: "Apologize? These two words are not in the dictionary of my life."