Wang Yixin was waiting for the phone call, and as soon as it was connected, he spoke out and said, "The painting has been repaired. When will you come and get it? I'll be waiting for you at the auction gate now."
"Wait, come here soon." After replying to the other end of the phone, he hung up.
After waiting for almost five minutes, everyone soon saw Qi Wenle and Qing Weizhao walking towards their position, and their eyes were still staring at Wang Bingbing, as if they were about to see through Wang Bingbing's clothes, which made people feel disgusting and numb.
Noting their eyes, Wang Bingbing subconsciously took a half step back, then simply stood behind Huang Tianba and used Huang Tianba as a shield.
"Have the painting been repaired? Take it out and show it to me." Qi Wenle walked over and looked at the suitcase in Wang Yixin's hand and asked with a smile.
"You can take a look at it yourself." Wang Yixin handed the suitcase to the other party and told him: "You have it taken it yourself. If it breaks it from your hand, it has nothing to do with me."
"Yes, yes, yes." Qi Wenle nodded, then placed the suitcase on the ground, opened it and took out the painting. They were stunned when they saw that the painting had been completely repaired. They did not expect that the old guy actually thought of a way to repair the painting.
After the two looked at each other, Qing Weizhao took out a magnifying glass, pretended to look at it for a few times before putting it away. He looked at Wang Yixin's face and said coldly: "You old guy wants to play with me again. Do you really think I don't understand antiques? What we tmd gave you is a real painting. Yours is a fake painting. I want to lie to me with a complete fake painting. Do you think I am a fool?"
"The trick of changing the prince of the raccoon cat is not good for us. Anyway, I told you before that this painting is 300 million yuan. If you can't repair it well, you will pay me the money. Don't think of playing with me with these clever things that are useless." Qi Wenle also sneered from the side.
Although they never thought at the beginning that this old guy could completely repair the painting, so what if it was repaired. They had a solution from the beginning, which was to use real and fake paintings to talk to the old man. Anyway, the painting was fake from the beginning, so the old guy was destined to fall into a trap that he could not turn over.
After seeing the reactions of the two, Wang Yixin became more impressed by Huang Tianba. He thought that Xiao Huang was indeed knowledgeable and experienced, so he had long guessed that these scumbags would have such a reaction. Fortunately, he heard Xiao Huang go for fingerprint identification, otherwise he would not be able to figure it out today.
Then he deliberately pretended to be angry and said, "Why do you say this is fake? This is what I brought from you? If this painting is fake, it can only mean that the painting you gave me is fake. Otherwise, you can go to the appraiser at the auction to check if this painting is yours."
Wang Yixin's acting skills are still very good. His expression of anger that trembled all over his body made Qi Wenle Qingweizhao believe it at a glance. They also wanted to find an appraiser to identify you, otherwise how could they prove that this painting was fake?
So Qi Wenle went along the way and said, "Yes, this is what you said, so let's go to the appraiser now to see if this is true or false. Anyway, what we gave you is true. If your sentence is a fake painting, it means that this is your problem."
"This is absolutely impossible to be fake. Anyway, it is the fake you gave me, and it is your problem." Wang Yixin fought back coldly.
Qi Wenle and Qing Weizhao just smiled proudly and didn't continue to say anything to the old guy. Anyway, the painting was not true after the appraisal, so the old guy must take on this responsibility. They don't care so much, and they have no interest in quarrel with an old guy.
The five people got up and walked into the auction hall. Qi Wenle and Qing Weizhao were quite familiar with the staff at the auction. A manager took them to the backstage and walked to the backstage and took them straight to the appraisal room.
After taking them to the appraisal room, the manager bowed slightly to the two of them and said, "The two young masters can go in. Our chief appraiser is ready inside. If you need any help, just talk to me."
"Thank you for your hard work." Qi Wenle took out a small stack of banknotes from his wallet and stuffed them into the other party's pocket, treating them as tips for running errands. He was in a good mood today. After all, this old guy was obediently, and once he took the bait, his granddaughter would become their plaything.
"Thank you two young masters." The manager quickly bowed and thanked and hurriedly stepped down. Qi Wenle looked at Huang Tianba and the others and said, "Let's go in and get an appraisal, it's true or not, you'll know after the appraisal."
The chief appraiser of the auction is Liu Cheng, who is a well-known master in the antique industry in the mountain city. He has also been on many programs to appraise antiques.
He is already seventy years old this year, but he still has a long braid and dresses quite fashionable. He doesn't look like an old man playing with antiques, but more like an old artist.
However, for some people, antiques are indeed art, and ancient players are not only artists, but also a group of knowledgeable artists.
Liu Cheng obviously recognized Qi Wenle and Qing Weizhao. Seeing these two people coming, he stood up and shouted, "Two young masters, long time no see, what treasure are you going to send here today?"
"I don't have any treasures, it's the ancient painting of our family. This time I originally wanted to auction it, but it was accidentally broken by Mr. Wang. Today he said he had repaired the painting for me, but I don't think it looks like the ancient painting of our family, but it's more like a fake, so I ask you to help me see it." Qing Weizhao replied with a smile.
"If you don't store such a treasure, how can you borrow it at will? If it is not well repaired, the loss will be great." Liu Chen showed a heartache expression on his face, obviously he is also an old player who cherishes antiques very much.
Then he put the box on the table and opened it carefully, took out the painting, spread it flat on the table, and then took the magnifying glass to check the details bit by bit.
After checking for a while, he exclaimed and said, "Okay, this painting is indeed well repaired. There were some tearing marks before, but after repairing, it was perfect. If there weren't some subtle flaws and it took some time to recover slowly, I wouldn't have seen that this painting had been repaired."
Such a repair technique must be restored by top experts, and he also knows such masters, but they haven't come out of the mountain for many years, so they say that every move will take at least three million.
Seeing that the old guy Liu Cheng was applauding, Qi Wenle and Qing Weizhao were a little dissatisfied. Qi Wenle asked with a brow: "Mr. Liu, then do you mean that this painting is authentic?"
Chapter completed!