Cheng Yinuo was startled, and his face turned pale instantly: "Teacher Gao, what's wrong? Is this painting a fake?"
"impossible!"
Zhu Changan immediately stormed off, "If it's an exaggeration, you can say that this picture was handed down to me by Xu Wei himself, and it can't be a fake!"
Gao Qidou immediately took over the conversation: "I'm not saying this picture is a fake, I'm saying the picture in Tang Aobai's hands is a fake."
"Well……"
Cheng Yinuo's eyes instantly regained their luster, "It seems to be the case. Since the grape picture in our hands is authentic, then the one in Tang Aobai's hands must be a fake?"
"However, that picture was sold by Beijing Evergrande Auction Company, so it is unlikely to be a fake."
Gao Qidou fell into self-denial again, "Moreover, there are many masters around Tang Aobai. Mr. Tang is the Taishan Beidou in the antique world. It is unlikely that the Tang family will spend 55 million to buy a fake."
"Is it possible that there are two pictures of Xu Wei's grapes in this world?"
Zhu Changan interjected a sentence, trying to round up this absurd thing. After all, there was indeed an extra piece of Xu Wei's work in this world out of thin air.
"Two pictures of grapes?"
Cheng Yinuo and Gao Qidou were both stunned, but Zhu Changan's words opened up new ideas.
The world is full of wonders. God knows if Xu Wei had a whim and created two identical works?
Gao Qidou tapped his palms with a folding fan and said confidently: "I dare not draw a conclusion as to whether there are two pictures of grapes in the world. But I dare to conclude that the picture in front of me is 100% written by Xu Wei."
"Mr. Zhu, may I ask, where did your picture come from?"
Cheng Yinuo decided to change the direction and peel off the cocoon, "As far as I know, before we met, you were an ordinary Internet writer who owed nearly seven figures in bank loans due to failed investments..."
"Are you investigating me?"
Zhu Changan showed an unhappy expression, but he didn't expect that Cheng Yinuo would clearly control everything about him.
"I am sorry."
Cheng Yinuo explained, "Because it involves a huge transfer, the bank must obtain your information, so I took a rough look."
"Forget it, I neither steal nor rob, it doesn't matter. If you want to investigate, just investigate!"
Zhu Changan pulled the ashtray in front of him and flicked off the nearly half-burned gray-white ash.
Cheng Yinuo was so frightened that he quickly put the painting away: "You are so big-hearted that you dare to smoke in front of a famous painting worth hundreds of millions? There is no one else in the world except you!"
Zhu Changan ignored Cheng Yinuo's complaints and said slowly: "You asked me where the picture came from. I wonder if the princess wants to hear the truth or a lie?"
"Teacher Gao, please put the painting back in the car."
Cheng Yinuo carefully helped Gao Qidou put away the painting and deliberately sent him away.
"clear."
Gao Qidou understood, held the two carefully packaged pictures in his hands, turned around and left like a eunuch holding an imperial edict.
"Now it's just you and me. Can you tell me how you got your antique calligraphy and painting?"
Cheng Yinuo folded up her white dress and sat on the sofa again, "Regardless of whether it's true or false, just say whatever comes to mind. I will be able to tell the truth from the lies."
"I showed you my ID card. Princess, you are so smart, you should still remember my address, right?"
"Of course I remember, Huangming Village, Hanshan Town, Jiangning County, Beihai Province."
"The reason why our Huangming Village is called this name is because 70% of the village is descended from the Ming Dynasty royal family. Zhu Yuanzhang is our ancestor, hence the name."
Cheng Yinuo blinked his beautiful eyes and nodded: "I believe this."
"About twelve or three generations back from me, there was an ancestor who was once a county king, and these treasures were passed down from him. I don't know how it went around, but they fell into my grandfather's hands anyway, and then I urgently need money now, so I sell it."
Zhu Changan gave full play to his advantages as an online author and composed the story vividly.
"This paragraph is false."
Cheng Yinuo directly exposed it: "If a family can last for twelve or three generations, it must have at least thousands of people. Why did your ancestor pass on so many valuable things to your grandfather? Is it because you made it up? Is the flower basket big and round?"
"It would make sense if you occasionally have one, two, or even three or five pieces at home. Count on your fingers. How many antiques have you sold to me since we met?"
"Tsk tsk...the princess is really dazzling!"
Zhu Changan pressed the cigarette butt in the ashtray, stood up and walked to the refrigerator, "What else would you like to drink, princess? In addition to coffee, I also have Red Bull, Coke, yogurt, orange juice, and various teas."
"Plain water."
Cheng Yinuo put his legs together and said calmly, "You don't have to be busy. I want to know the origin of these two paintings more than drinking."
Zhu Changan had no choice but to take a glass of boiled water and sit next to Cheng Yinuo again: "Then I will continue to make up?"
"I hope it's a little rounder."
Cheng Yinuo stretched out his slender palm and turned the crystal glass cup.
Her fingers were long and white, looking like delicate handicrafts.
What's even more commendable is that in this era when women's manicures are becoming more and more attractive, Cheng Yinuo can still keep his nails bare-faced.
"To be honest, I can talk to my dead ancestors in my dreams. Whatever I want, he will fulfill my wishes."
Zhu Changan sat next to Cheng Yinuo and spoke calmly, trying his best to sound calm and natural.
There is no way, no one can tell her that her fish tank can directly connect to the Ming Dynasty world, not even her own parents!
Unexpectedly, Cheng Yinuo did not rush to refute, but showed a calm smile: "Zhu Changan, we have known each other for almost a month, right?"
"Twenty-four days." Zhu Changan said.
Cheng Yinuo was a little surprised, "I didn't expect you remembered it quite clearly."
"There are many beautiful beauties in the world, but very few are as beautiful and memorable as you, princess, especially when you open your mouth..."
Zhu Changan changed the subject and sneered, "By the way, why didn't you curse today?"
"You're itchy, right?"
Cheng Yinuo raised his fist and said, "I told you, I only swear when I'm extremely angry. If you keep going around in circles with me, I'm sure I'll go crazy later."
He picked up the crystal cup and moistened his throat, "Don't interrupt, where did I just say it?"
"We have known each other for almost a month..." Zhu Changan reminded.
"So do you think we are friends?"
Cheng Yinuo stared at Zhu Changan with sincere eyes, "You just need to tell me yes or no?"
Zhu Changan thought for a while and nodded solemnly: "Yes."
In this month, Cheng Yinuo helped him enough, and even paid him 30 million without even looking at the painting. What kind of trust is this?
Later, she helped her contact the leaders of the Film and Television Bureau and helped her find a lawyer; for her, it might be just a simple task, but for herself, it was a great kindness.
"Then I hope you can be honest with me."
Cheng Yinuo's eyes were fixed on Zhu Changan, "Don't worry, I will definitely keep this secret for you and never let the third person in the world know about it."
