"Both paintings are authentic."

Mr. Fang nodded.

Are they all authentic?

"But..."

After hearing Mr. Fang's second sentence, several people became uneasy.

There is obviously a turning point.

"This "Shuangke Bamboo and Stone Picture" has quite a problem."

Mr. Fang first mentioned Lu Qi's "Shuang Ke Bamboo and Stone Picture".

What's the meaning?

Didn’t Mr. Fang say that both of Wen Zhengming’s calligraphy and paintings are authentic? Is there still a problem if they are authentic?

"Mr. Fang, what happened to my painting?"

Lu Qi's heart skipped a beat.

"It's a pity that your painting was repaired later."

Mr. Fang got straight to the point.

"This painting "Shuangke, Bamboo and Stone" must have had a lot of damage, and it is not well preserved."

Mr. Fang explained.

"Look at these places."

Mr. Fang pointed to two or three places.

"These places must have been damaged before and were repaired later. The charm is not consistent."

"After the repairs were completed, I put rice bugs on top and let them nibble away, so that it looked like it had a sense of age and vicissitudes."

Ding!

Lu Qi's heart fell directly into the abyss.

"That Mr. Fang...the collection value of my painting..."

Lu Qi asked.

"As a result, the collection value of your calligraphy has been greatly reduced. Its own value has shrunk four to five times. It is now estimated to be worth three to four million."

After thinking for a while, Mr. Fang gave the final result.

Three to four million?

Lu Qi almost suffered a myocardial infarction.

He spent more than 30 million to buy this painting.

But according to Mr. Fang’s words, not to mention that it has been repaired by others, even if it is complete, it only costs 10 to 20 million.

In this way, you have lost a lot of money!

Lu Qi clutched his chest, feeling so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

"Mr. Fang, what about this calligraphy?"

After a while, Lu Qi pointed to the calligraphy given by Ye Chen and asked Mr. Fang.

I spent all my money in vain, thirty million was wasted.

If the money is gone, forget it.

But face cannot be lost.

Just now, he said with confidence that his painting was definitely real, but Ye Chen's calligraphy was not necessarily true.

Now, Mr. Fang has confirmed that both calligraphy and paintings are genuine.

At this moment, Lu Qi wanted to know if Ye Chen's calligraphy had been repaired by anyone.

If not, today would be really embarrassing.

"This calligraphy is no problem, it's quite good."

Looking at the calligraphy sent by Ye Chen, Mr. Fang said excitedly.

It was not in vain for him to see this calligraphy by Wen Zhengming today.

This calligraphy is the most valuable treasure he has seen this year.

"The calligraphy in this painting is beautiful and strong, the heat is warm, and there is elegance in the lines. It is definitely the pinnacle of Wen Zhengming's work."

Mr. Fang gave a very high evaluation.

"I estimate that if this calligraphy was put at auction, it would cost around 60 to 70 million."

Hearing what Mr. Fang said, the fire in Lu Qi's eyes seemed to be extinguished immediately.

Lu Qi immediately lost his energy and energy and sat there in despair.

Sixty or seventy million?

Ye Chen's calligraphy actually costs 60 to 70 million?

Lu Qi was shocked.

Compared with Ye Chen's calligraphy, his paintings worth three to four million are simply rubbish.

Even the complete "Shuang Ke Bamboo and Stone Picture" is not half as valuable as Ye Chen's calligraphy painting.

Why.

Today he lost both money and face.

So embarrassing.

As for Mo Hongru and Feng Yongyan, they were both shocked after listening to it.

This calligraphy painting by Ye Chen is actually Wen Zhengming's pinnacle work. This collection is of great value.

If it was a gift from someone else, Mo Hongru would definitely refuse it politely.

But he didn't treat Xiaochen as an outsider, someone he had known for years and years.

If you have a chance in the future, please return this favor yourself.

"Xiaochen, you are too polite."

Mo Hongru thanked him.

"However, there is a question. Why is there a lot of dust on this calligraphy."

Suddenly, Mr. Fang asked a question.

It stands to reason that such words must be stored very carefully, but why is there a lot of dust?

Hearing this, Ye Chen was embarrassed.

This calligraphy was previously hung in the living room by Ye Chen.

Ye Chen had previously thought that it would be better to just leave it in the safe and hang it in the living room to decorate it. It wouldn't be expensive anyway.

Giving it to Uncle Mo this time was not because Ye Chen disrespected Uncle Mo.

It was just that he came in a hurry, and he didn't prepare anything else. Ye Chen imagined that middle-aged people like Mo Hongru would like antiques and the like.

So Ye Chen decided to give it as a gift.

At worst, next time you come, prepare yourself well.

When Mr. Fang asked him this question, Ye Chen found it difficult to answer.

He could only cough dryly and pretend not to hear anything.

What?

Did Mr. Fang speak just now?

Why doesn't he remember?

"Keep it well in the future."

Mr. Fang warned.

After appreciating the calligraphy and painting, Mo Hongru carefully collected the calligraphy given by Ye Chen.

A few people sat down to drink tea.

Suddenly, looking at a message on his mobile phone, Feng Yongyan's eyes froze and he was extremely surprised.

"You know, something big happened this morning."

Feng Yongyan said to several people mysteriously.

"What's the big deal?"
To be continued...