50 Million to Buy Fake Goods

Song Yumei rolled her eyes at Xia Tian in annoyance: "What do you know?"

"This woman is ugly!" Xia Tian was a little unconvinced, "She has no face and no figure. I can draw her to look better."

"It's a pity that your surname is not Tang!" Song Yumei snorted.

"Huh? Was this painting really painted by Tang Bohu?" Xia Tian suddenly asked a little curiously.

"Nonsense." Song Yumei snorted. She was a little annoyed now because she had guessed that Xia Tian used dishonorable means when he took this painting. Of course, she didn't see how he did it, but from what those people said just now, wasn't their experience the same as that of her bodyguard that day?

Xia Tian looked confused and said to himself, "Could it be that Tang Bohu can live for hundreds of years and still be alive?"

"Are you mentally ill?" Song Yumei looked at Xia Tian, ​​"Tang Bohu died a long time ago!"

At this point, Song Yumei suddenly remembered something, and looked at Xia Tian in surprise, and continued to ask, "You don't know who Tang Bohu is, do you?"

"Of course I know who Tang Bohu is!" Xia Tian glared at Song Yumei with some dissatisfaction, and wanted to beat her up. "I just don't know who Tang Bohu is who painted this picture."

Ye Mengying, who was listening in confusion, finally couldn't help but ask, "Xia Tian, ​​what do you mean? Why don't I understand?"

"Oh, beautiful sister, Tang Bohu has been dead for hundreds of years, but this painting was only painted a few years ago, but it is said to be painted by Tang Bohu. So I am very curious, who painted this painting?" Xia Tian explained to Ye Mengying.

Xia Tian said this in a very loud voice. After hearing his words, everyone present looked over here.

Song Yumei's expression also changed slightly: "You said this is a fake painting?"

"I didn't say it was fake!" Xia Tian said innocently, "I just said that this painting was not painted by Tang Bohu who died hundreds of years ago."

"Young man, don't talk nonsense. If you say something wrong, you will be responsible for it." A voice with a hint of anger came over, and Qi Jinshi walked towards this side while speaking.

"Old man, you are the one talking nonsense. I haven't settled the score with you yet!" Xia Tian glared at Qi Jinshi in dissatisfaction. "This crappy painting is not worth even 50 yuan, and you actually sold it to my wife for 50 million. Do you want to be beaten?"

"Don't slander me!" Qi Jinshi was very angry. "Who in Beijing doesn't know that I, Qi Jinshi, never have any fake goods? For Miss Song's sake, I won't hold you responsible for slandering me. However, you are no longer welcome at my auction. Now, please leave!"

"Let me see." Song Yumei said to Xia Tian at this time.

"Meimei, my dear wife, this painting is really worthless. You must not give him money." Xia Tian said to her as he handed the painting to Song Yumei.

Ye Mengying was a little speechless. It had only been a short while and he was already calling her his wife.

At the moment, Song Yumei had no intention of discussing the issue of address with Xia Tian. She was carefully examining the painting in her hands, and the other people in the room were also staring at Song Yumei, waiting for her conclusion.

Qi Jinshi was also looking at Song Yumei. He seemed calm on the surface, but if you looked closely, you could see that he was actually quite unnatural.

The room seemed very quiet. A few short minutes seemed like a long century to some people. After a few minutes, Song Yumei finally raised her head, put the painting away, and handed it to Qi Jinshi: "Mr. Qi, I believe you just took the wrong painting. Please help me change it."

As soon as Song Yumei said this, the room suddenly became like a boiling pot.

"ah?"

"What? Is it true or false?"

"No way?"

"Miss Song said so, so it must be false!"

"Are you kidding me? I've always believed that this is the place. Could it be that we bought fake ones too?"

"Maybe I just took the wrong one, don't worry..."

"Miss Song, can you also help us identify the authenticity?"

"Yes, Miss Song, please help identify it too!"

Everyone rushed over, shouting and holding the items they had just bought.

"Hey, don't bother my wife, I'll help you take a look." Xia Tian stopped these people, and regardless of whether they were willing or not, he snatched the things in their hands and started to identify them.

"Well, you have been making this inkstone for less than five years..."

"This vase of yours is quite old, probably more than ten years old..."

"Your painting is very beautiful, worth a hundred yuan..."

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It would have been fine if Xia Tian hadn't authenticated it. After this authentication, everyone discovered that if what Xia Tian said was true, then none of the items in their hands were authentic; they were all fakes!

"Don't listen to his nonsense. He's just a kid who knows nothing. What I have here are all genuine goods, all genuine goods!" Qi Jinshi shouted angrily, "Someone, get this kid out!"

"Wait!" Song Yumei continued coldly, "Mr. Qi, don't rush to chase us away. Let me take a look first."

"That's right, let Miss Song take a look first!" everyone echoed.

Seeing the crowd's outrage, Qi Jinshi had no choice but to let these people send the items they had just bought to Song Yumei for appraisal.

However, Song Yumei did not appraise all the collections. She only appraised a few of them, but the results were the same as Xia Tian said, these were all fakes. Some were high imitations, while others were simply shoddy products. Anyone who knew the business could tell the problems with just a quick look.

"Mr. Qi, I just thought that you might have just taken the wrong painting, but now I find that it seems not to be the case." Song Yumei looked up at Qi Jinshi, "I'm just a little puzzled. Mr. Qi, you have worked so hard to build up your current reputation over the past 20 years. Why do you want to destroy it so easily?"

Song Yumei's words were still polite, but the others had already started to curse.

"Qi Jinshi, we have always trusted you, but you actually lied to us like this!"

"Qi Jinshi, you are a liar!"

"You liar, give us back our money. What I bought last time must have been fake. It cost me 20 million!"

"Qi Jinshi, if you know what's best for you, return the money immediately, or I'll be rude to you!"

Some people cursed, some threatened. At first, Qi Jinshi seemed a little ashamed, but soon he became angry, and finally shouted: "Shut up!"

Qi Jinshi's sudden loud shout really stunned everyone. For a moment, the room became a little quiet.

"I'm a liar, so what? I lied to you, so what? When I was auctioning, did I say that the items must be genuine? You guys wanted to buy them, what does it have to do with me?" Qi Jinshi sneered at everyone, "Since you've exposed me today, I can't hold this auction anymore. It doesn't matter, I don't expect you to come to my auction, but you want me to return your money, that's impossible!"

With a cold snort, Qi Jinshi continued, "Not only will I not return the money to you, but you must also pay me the money from today's auction, not a cent less!"