Chapter 819 Depressed Sun Yuheng

Under the eyes of everyone, Hu Xingming unpacked the gift, and it could be seen that there was a scroll inside. Everyone couldn't help but stunned for a moment. For Su Jing, this gift seemed too ordinary at first glance.

"Huh?" Sun Yuheng frowned when he saw the picture scroll. As soon as Su Jing gave the gift, he stunned the audience and stole all the limelight, which made Sun Yuheng a little unhappy and wanted to steal the limelight, but in the gift-giving matter, he did not have enough confidence to defeat Su Jing. , so I plan to wait and see what happens. Seeing that Su Jing's gift was a scroll now, he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, because his gift was also a scroll.

"Young Master Sun, what's wrong?" A thin young man next to him asked Sun Yuheng's face.

"Nothing?" Sun Yuheng shook his head, he still hadn't figured out where the ominous premonition in his heart came from.

"Young Master Sun, don't be nervous, the gift you give is the most perfect. No matter how precious his gift is, it is not necessarily more pleasing to the senior official Hu than yours." The thin young man whispered, half of his words were compliments, half of them were compliments. is the truth. He has seen the gift prepared by Sun Yuheng. It is a Buddhist scripture and Buddha statue, which is very artistic. It seems that just a few photos have gone viral on the Internet. A friend in the industry said that the Buddha statue is worth at least tens of millions.

Moreover, Hu Xingming believes in Buddhism and likes to cultivate himself in his leisure time. He will like this Buddhist scripture and Buddha statue more than ordinary people. It can be said that no matter from the value of the gift itself or from Hu Xingming's hobbies, this gift is impeccable.

"That's right." Sun Yuheng nodded casually, focusing on the scroll that Su Jing sent.

Seeing that, Hu Xingming carefully spread the scroll on the table, everyone looked at it closely, and collectively exclaimed, Sun Yuheng was stunned, and then his face changed greatly. On the scroll, there is a picture of a Buddha. This Buddha is bare-chested, with a kind face, sitting cross-legged, and his hands are sealed... Around the Buddha statue, there are dense Buddhist scriptures.

"This is like the Prajna Meditation Sutra!"

"It seems to be the one that went viral on the Internet. It looks more artistic than the photo."

"My God, is this the original picture?"

"The original picture is said to have been offered for 100 million yuan, is it really this one?"

Everyone can't wait to stare out their eyeballs, and they keep squeezing forward in an attempt to see more clearly. Someone took out the photos on the Internet for comparison, and found that it was exactly the same as the one in front of them. And the more I look at it, the more I feel that this Buddha statue is extremely artistic, and it is not comparable to the photos on the Internet.

"It's really the original image." Tang Hao's breathing was a little short.

"Mr. Su actually sent this original picture, it's just...simply..." Boss Wu simply didn't know how to describe his mood, such a treasure, if it was his, he would never give it, but Su Jing did. It's so easy, as expected of a gift-giving maniac.

There was only one person present, with an ugly face, that was Sun Yuheng. Because what he prepared was the inferior Prajna Meditation Sutra he bought from Su Jing, and the old man he said was going to be sent was Senior Official Hu. Originally, he was ready to show his talents at this birthday banquet. Who would have thought that Su Jing actually took out the original picture, so that his defective product could still be taken out?

Sun Yuheng glanced at Su Jing bitterly, he finally knew where the ominous premonition just now came from. I thought to myself, Su Jing, this bastard, didn't want to sell it even if he gave money, how could you really give away such a priceless treasure?

"Wait, this one must be fake." At this moment, the thin young man next to Sun Yuheng said.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him, full of doubts. The thin young man raised his chin slightly and said, "This one must be a fake, because the real one was bought by Young Master Sun long ago."

The thin young man didn't notice that when he said this, Sun Yuheng's face became even more ugly, and he kept winking at him. Others waited, and their faces became strange.

Seeing everyone's expressions, the thin young man thought that everyone didn't believe it, and said, "What I said is true, if you don't believe me, let Young Master Sun take it out..."

"Don't talk about it." Sun Yuheng scolded, the thin young man stopped talking, just looking at his expression, he obviously wanted to continue talking, he still didn't know why Sun Yuheng stopped him.

"Little brother, do you know who posted the photo of the Prajna Meditation Sutra that was widely circulated on the Internet?" A middle-aged man reminded kindly.

"I don't know, all I know is that it's spreading everywhere," said the thin young man.

"The one who sent it is far away from the horizon and in front of you," said the middle-aged man.

The thin young man was stunned for a while, and after pondering for a while, he suddenly looked at Su Jing, his face froze. Turning his head to look at Sun Yuheng, who had an ugly face, he lowered his head deeply, wishing to dig a hole and get in. No matter how stupid he is, he understands that he has done bad things with good intentions.

Just imagine, Su Jing was the one who posted the photo at the beginning, so it means that the original picture is most likely Su Jing's, how could it be a fake in his hand? In other words, the kind in Sun Yuheng's hands is probably a fake.

"It's like this." Sun Yuheng explained as calmly as possible, "I am also very jealous of this original picture. I went to Mr. Su's house a few days ago and hoped that he would sell this original picture to me. But , Mr. Su refused to sell it, so he took out a defective product, which I thought was not bad, so I bought it, I didn't know it, it made everyone laugh."

"So it is." Everyone laughed, the thin young man felt the eyes of everyone, and his old face flushed. Not only did he not know who posted the photos online, but he also didn't know where Sun Yuheng bought them.

"The Prajna Meditation Sutra that Mr. Su brought out is naturally impossible to be a fake."

"It's a big deal, and such a treasure can be given away."

"The gift-giving madman is the gift-giving madman, how can it be compared by ordinary people."

Everyone quickly forgot the little episode just now, and gathered around the Prajna Meditation Sutra, their eyes were very hot, and they were full of admiration.

The thin young man whispered in Sun Yuheng's ear, "Young Master Sun, I'm sorry, I don't know."

Sun Yuheng scolded in a low voice: "Next time, if you grow your eyes, don't embarrass me again."

The thin young man bowed his head and said, "Yes, then will you send the Prajna Meditation Sutra you prepared?"

Sun Yuheng slapped the thin young man: "How can I send you an idiot? Hurry up and help me prepare another one." Originally, even if his picture was inferior, it was enough to overwhelm the audience and became Hu Xingming's favorite. A gift, but now that the farts are gone, the genuine products have appeared, who still looks at the inferior products? He hated his teeth so much that he felt that Su Jing must have done it on purpose.