C18 It Was Hard to Tell If It Was Real or Fake
C18 It Was Hard to Tell If It Was Real or Fake
Everyone exclaimed.
Fifteen million was the highest price for this auction.
Naturally, it caused quite a stir.
This price also shocked Elder Lau.
He didn't expect Sun Guokang to raise the price so much in such a short period of time.
This made him hesitate.
Zhang Soong was very nervous at the side.
"Elder Lau, hurry up and bid! This is the real one, we can't let anyone else bid for it."
Ye Fan did not know how to judge whether the painting was real or fake.
However, Zhang Soong's every action made him see that something was not right.
He was only an appraiser. Why did he feel that he was even more anxious than Elder Lau?
Elder Lau gritted his teeth.
"Old Sun, don't be so proud of yourself. I can still afford ten million."
"Sixteen million."
"Hua!"
Another cry of alarm rang out.
Almost everyone gave up on this auction.
The gazes of the audience were all fixed on the two of them.
They were watching the fight between the deities.
"This is it? How dare you raise it by one million?"
"Eighteen million."
Sun Guokang had a smile on his face.
It was as if he didn't put Elder Lau in his eyes at all.
If he didn't fight for the steamed buns, he would still argue.
Elder Lau naturally couldn't be compared to him.
"Twenty million."
"Grandpa, you can't call me that anymore."
Lau Ruyan watched anxiously.
Not to mention that 20 million had already exceeded the budget.
The most important thing was that it was hard to tell whether this letter was real or fake.
If he threw it into his hands, it would be a huge loss.
"It's fine, you don't have to worry about it."
Ye Fan smiled bitterly.
He did not expect Elder Lau to be so aggressive at such an old age.
Obviously, he was being arrogant.
Lau Ruyan couldn't wait any longer.
"Ye Fan, hurry up and persuade grandpa."
"En... Wait for me."
Ye Fan used his phone to take a picture of the letter.
If this letter was authentic, it wouldn't be a loss even if he took a photo of it for 20 million.
The only thing that was difficult to verify was the authenticity.
But with Ye Fan's eyesight, how could he possibly verify it?
He could only ask the demons in the group for help.
Ye Fan first sent the scroll to Black Mountain Old Demon.
"Demon, can you tell the authenticity of this letter?"
Black Mountain Old Demon was playing on WeChat when he replied Ye Fan's message almost instantly.
"Who can tell if this stupid thing is real or fake?"
Ye Fan was disappointed.
"Let Hundred-eyed Devil Lord have a look. His Hundred-Eyed Divine Ability can see through everything for a thousand years. Perhaps he can see through it."
"This... I don't know him either."
"Haha, I can help you, but..."
"Don't worry, old demon, I'll give you a pair of Wang Zai milk for free tonight."
"Why are you saying all this?! We're friends. Go to the group and @ him. I'll help you. "
"Okay."
Ye Fan immediately entered the group chat.
Always Drilling Wind: @ Hundred-eyed Devil Lord, Demon Lord, can you help me see if this painting is real or fake?
Hundred-eyed Devil Lord was stunned when he saw that it was Ye Fan who @ him.
The two of them had never met before.
Wasn't it a bit unreasonable to ask for his help so abruptly?
Seeing that he didn't reply immediately.
Black Mountain Old Demon immediately went out: Demon Lord, this little brother is my friend, help him take a look.
Hundred-eyed Devil Lord: Who do you think you are? Do you have any face here?
Black Mountain Old Demon blushed and felt that he had lost face. F * ck me... You want to fight?
Hundred-eyed Devil Lord: I'm afraid of you?
Ye Fan was dumbfounded.
He never thought that there would be such a reversal.
The thread was completely put aside, and no one paid any attention to it.
This made Ye Fan even more anxious.
Fortunately, Little Qing came forward: Big Brother Demon Lord, help Always Drilling Wind take a look. He's my friend. (Three smiling expressions)
Hundred-eyed Devil Lord: Hmph, since Little Qing has spoken, then I'll naturally give her face.
Little Qing: Hehe, thank you, Big Brother Demon Lord.
Two seconds later.
Hundred-eyed Devil Lord: What kind of crappy thing is this!? There was no charm, and the line of writing was broken. The person who wrote this letter was trash.
Ye Fan asked carefully, This is a letter from Wang Xizhi, the famous calligraphy master of the human race.
Hundred-eyed Devil Lord: It's a fake. It's clearly copied.
Grandma Tree Demon: It's trash in the first place, but now it's trash in the trash.
Always Drilling Wind: I got it. Thank you, demon.
He put down the phone.
Ye Fan quickly stopped Elder Lau, who was about to bid.
"You can't bid anymore."
Ye Fan said when he saw him.
Elder Lau's excitement was immediately suppressed.
"What's going on?"
"This letter is fake."
"Bullshit!"
Hearing this, Zhang Soong was furious.
"You are just a brat, what do you know?"
"Have you ever seen Wang Xizhi's character? How dare you spout nonsense here?"
He had confidently claimed that it was true.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, said that it was false.
This was clearly a slap to his face.
If uncle could tolerate this kind of thing, even aunt could not.
Ye Fan smiled coldly.
"Alright, since you think it is real, if Elder Lau bid for it as a fake, how about you pay all the money?"
"This... is impossible."
"I am only an appraiser, I cannot bear this kind of financial loss. "
Zhang Soong glanced at him and said.
"Hehe, at the end of the day, you're just bluffing."
"Elder Lau makes money, you follow the commission. Elder Lau will pay for the damages, and you will take responsibility for it."
"I will put all the good things on your head. You are a treasure gathering pot."
Nowadays, there were experts in every industry.
Appraisal experts, live broadcasts experts, success experts, business experts, and so on.
On the surface, it was a success.
But in reality, they were cheating money in private.
If he was really as awesome as he said, why didn't he do it himself?
And he even told you how to earn money?
In this real world, there are only two types of people who will tell you how to earn money.
The first type is the person who points at you to make money.
The second type is the person who wants to earn money from you.
Don't believe that a pie fell from the sky.
It was better to be down-to-earth.
"Elder Lau, I have already said what I want to say. Whether you want to bid or not depends on you."
Ye Fan's words were incomparably sincere.
Naturally, he pulled Elder Lau back from above.
"Ai, you're really old. You're still not as calm as a young man."
Elder Lau patted Ye Fan's shoulder.
"I believe you! I give up the bid."
Zhang Soong still refused to give up.
"Elder Lau, this is a great opportunity. Are you going to let it go just like that?"
"Haha, it's my fortune to be able to obtain it, but my life to lose it."
"Forget it. I won't bid anymore."
Old Sun panicked when he saw that something was wrong.
He forced a disdainful smile to appear on his face.
"What's wrong? Old Liu? No money? You don't dare to film anymore?"
"Hehe, I still have tens of millions."
"But I have decided to do it for the sake of my own good. I will send you the invitation letter. Yes."
"If you don't have money, then you don't have money. Why do you make it sound so nice?"
Elder Sun glared at Zhang Soong.
"I will personally appraise the invitation in a while. I will make you cry."
"I look forward to it."
The sound of a hammer was heard.
Finally, Sun Guokang obtained this item for 22 million.
He swiped his card and paid.
[Invitation] was also sent to Elder Sun.
No one could guarantee that the items auctioned were authentic.
Therefore, Sun Guokang brought many professional appraisers.
They hurriedly gathered together and observed carefully.
"Well, the strokes are pure and strong, like authentic work."
"It also carries a natural and natural charm. This is Wang Xizhi's hand-written work."
Sun Guokang heard their judgments.
He felt much more at ease.
He even looked at Elder Lau arrogantly.
Zhang Soong immediately said to Ye Fan, "Kid, you are just a mediocre person! Do you know how much money you have wasted?"
Elder Lau was very calm.
He smiled and said, "Fan, don't take it to heart. If we can't get it, it's because we are not fated to get it."
Ye Fan could clearly feel a sense of loss from his words.
It was just that Elder Lau did not express it.
Ye Fan naturally did not believe what the so-called appraiser said. He hurriedly opened his WeChat.
"Eh?"
He didn't expect Hundred-eyed Devil Lord to take the initiative to add him as a friend.