Chapter 508 One Hundred and Fifty Million

Huang Baifu felt that he was at a disadvantage and said, "If it doesn't exceed 100 million, what will you do?"

Xu Yang smiled and said, "I will kneel down and call you grandpa, how about that?"

"Okay!" Huang Baifu nodded with satisfaction, "Boy, just wait to kneel down and call me grandpa."

Meng Lao said, "Little brother, please tell me what this painting is about."

Xu Yang smiled, picked up the mineral water on the table, and came to the stage.

He asked the staff to open the painting and spread it on the table next to it.

Then he unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and poured the mineral water on it.

Everyone was stunned.

"What is this guy doing? Is he going to destroy the painting?"

"If you destroy the painting, can you prove that you are not an idiot?"

"I don't understand what he means, but I guess there must be a deep meaning."

"What a fart deep meaning, I think he is just messing around!"

Meng Lao frowned and said nothing.

Wang Xiaocong was stunned for a while, and didn't know what Xu Yang was going to do.

On the contrary, Zhao Yuxin didn't know why Xu Yang did this, but she believed that Xu Yang must have a reason for doing so.

She believed that Xu Yang would prove that the painting was worth more than 100 million.

Huang Baifu laughed and mocked loudly: "Boy, are you fucking crazy? Even if the painting is intact, it is only worth 5 million. Now you have wet the painting. Even if it is really worth 100 million, it is completely ruined. It is true that you are a big idiot!"

Although everyone felt that Huang Baifu's words were a bit rude, they agreed with his meaning.

Not to mention that this is a copy, even if it is really a work worth more than 100 million.

Xu Yang wet the painting, it is completely ruined.

Xu Yang glanced at Huang Baifu and did not speak. Instead, he took out a pack of tissues and took out the tissues to absorb the water on the painting.

This tissue was carried by Zhao Yuxin, and he asked Zhao Yuxin for it before going on stage.

After absorbing the water on the painting with the tissue, he tore off the top layer of paper on the painting with his hands.

Seeing this, Mr. Meng stood up and ran to the stage, saying in shock: "This is the original, the original is hidden under the copy!"

What!

Everyone was shocked.

This is Li Xi's work. If it is an original, it is really worth more than 100 million.

"How is it possible? How can this be an original? Did you see it wrong?"

Huang Baifu's face became extremely ugly. He didn't want to believe it and hurried to the stage.

"Humph, how could I be wrong? I have been in the antique industry for more than 30 years and have collected countless antiques. I can tell whether it is an original or not at a glance!"

Hearing Huang Baifu questioning himself, Mr. Meng snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction.

"Is it really an original?" Huang Baifu's head was buzzing, and then he said, "Even if it is real, this painting is not worth 100 million, right?"

This is his last hope.

He looked at the painting and was not affected by the mineral water at all.

Then the only problem left is the price.

"Li Xi only painted five paintings in his life. Each painting appeared at the auction, and the final transaction price was more than 100 million. Moreover, this painting was Li Xi's last work. He passed away not long after he finished this painting. Its value is far more than other paintings, at least more than 150 million!" said Mr. Meng.

"What, 150 million?!"

Huang Baifu almost fainted.

The auction house went crazy.

"It seems that we don't have the eyesight to see this painting."

"This little brother is really amazing. He actually picked up such a big bargain."

"150 million is higher than the net worth of some people present."

"I really don't know how he saw it."

"I can't figure it out. Did he develop a pair of fiery eyes?"

"What fiery eyes? It's all nonsense. He must have some special skills."

...

Meng asked curiously: "Little brother, how did you see that this painting is authentic?"

He was really curious about how Xu Yang saw it.

You know, even he, a collector who can serve as the president of the National Antiques Association, can't see it.

"The paper that was copied just now is a kind of paper to protect the original, so I concluded that the one below is the original." Xu Yang is not talking nonsense, there really is such paper, but few people know about it.

There was an original that was covered by this kind of paper.

"I see." Meng Lao has also heard of such paper.

"Brother, do you want to buy this painting and hang it in your study? Can you sell it to me? I'll pay 150 million." Meng Lao asked.

"Yes, in fact, I wanted to buy this painting just now because I concluded that this painting is an original. As for hanging a painting in the study, it's just an excuse. For me, hanging a painting by a contemporary painter in the study is the same as hanging a painting by an ancient master." Xu Yang said.

"Okay, I'll transfer the money to you right away!" Meng Lao keeps up with the times and directly takes out his smartphone and transfers money to Xu Yang through mobile banking.

He often buys high-value antiques, and the consumption limit opened by the bank is very high, and it is real-time.

"Thank you, this painting is mine." After transferring the money, Mr. Meng thanked him and happily put the painting away.

At this time, Xu Yang saw Huang Baifu was about to leave the stage, so he said, "Wait a minute, don't leave in a hurry."

Huang Baifu turned around and said, "What for?"

Xu Yang smiled and said, "We are all witnesses to what we said just now. If the painting is worth more than 100 million, you should kneel down and call me grandpa. You won't forget it so quickly."

Everyone was watching the fun and spoke up.

"That's right, we are all witnesses!"

"Kneel down and call me grandpa!"

"What does it feel like to call someone younger than you grandpa?"

"Haha, we don't know, we can interview him later!"

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Huang Baifu's face turned pale: "Boy, don't go too far!"

Xu Yang said: "Am I going too far? I'm just reminding you to fulfill your promise."

Wang Xiaocong stood up and said: "Huang Baifu, if you don't do it, your family will enter the Chinese industry in the future, and my Wang family will hit it hard. Your family can't even think about gaining a foothold in the Chinese market. If your father knew this, I don't know what he would think. I heard that your father really wants to enter the Chinese market. If he is hit by our Wang family because of you, he will fail to enter the market. Do you think he will break your legs or let your brother replace you as the heir?"

Hearing this, Huang Baifu's face changed drastically.

He is the eldest son in the family and the heir.

But this is not immutable, after all, he has a younger brother.

If he makes a big mistake, his younger brother can still replace him.

If his younger brother replaces him, his position in the family will be in jeopardy.

Not to mention the marriage with the official family of the country.

To put it simply, as long as he does not kneel down and call him grandpa, everything he has now will be in vain, and he will eventually be trampled under the feet of his younger brother, and then trampled under the feet of other second-generations, and even the marriage with the official family of the country will be ruined.

But if he kneels down and calls him grandpa, it will also be a loss of face. If someone takes a video and posts it on the Internet, it will also bring shame to the family, and there is also the possibility that he will be replaced by his younger brother.