Chapter 89 Return
Seeing the old man acting so rudely, the guests around him did not dare to say anything.
Zhang Songhong couldn't help but frown.
"Could it be that Su Guang's family really found the genuine article from somewhere?" Cheng Ping's heart beat violently.
"How is that possible? If they are genuine, are Xu Di's fakes? Xu Di went to Jiangcheng himself to get the authentic ones, there is no way they are fake!"
"Is the original work in Jiangcheng?"
"Yes, but not many people know this news. Do you think Xu Di went to Jiangcheng just to discuss strategic cooperation with Yanghua Group? In fact, he also wanted to find the original of the last moon picture so that he could present it to the old man!" Zhang Maonian said with a smile.
"I see, then Su Guang's painting..."
"It's probably just a relatively good-looking authentic work. Don't worry, the old man is an expert in this field. He should be able to see it."
"That's good."
Cheng Ping breathed a sigh of relief.
After a while, the old man raised his head.
"Songhong."
"dad."
"Go and open the moon picture at your house." The old man looked solemn.
"good."
Zhang Songhong did not dare to neglect and hurriedly unfolded the scroll.
Comparing the two paintings, at first glance, they are very similar, which is not a big deal. But when you look a little more carefully, you can see that Zhang Songhong's painting is obviously much more refined, and it seems to be superior in appearance.
But in terms of charm and artistic conception...it seems that Su Guang's painting is even better.
The guests were all unsure.
"Grandpa, which one is the real one?" Zhang Gan asked with a smile.
Mr. Zhang hesitated for a moment, rolled up the two paintings, handed them to a member of the Zhang family next to him, and said seriously:
"Put them in my study and put them away carefully. Remember, handle them with care and don't make any mistakes, you know!"
"Yes, sir."
The man walked away holding the painting.
The guests at the scene were all confused.
"this..."
"Why did you just take it away?"
"Can't the old man tell the difference?"
People were talking.
"Grandpa, you haven't said who is the genuine article and who is the fake." Zhang Gan came to his senses and asked again.
"It doesn't matter anymore. Whether it's genuine or fake, it's all because of your filial piety. I'm very happy." Mr. Zhang smiled and said.
Zhang Gan was stunned.
Only then did people realize that Mr. Zhang was just trying to deal with it.
"Haha, it seems that the old man couldn't bear to slap Su Guang in the face in public, so he chose not to say anything." Someone shouted.
"Do you know what it means to know and not tell anything? To save some face for others." A bald middle-aged man said with a smile.
"The old man is still soft-hearted. If it were me, a guy like me who used a fake to fool me, I would have to kick him out of the house." A man in his fifties snorted coldly.
"Yes, Su Guang's family is too disappointed."
"This is outrageous!"
The guests pointed, talked, sighed, blamed, and some even cursed in a low voice.
Su Guang was overwhelmed by these unbearable words.
Zhang Qingyu lost his temper and could only glare at Lin Yang fiercely.
If Lin Yang hadn't insisted on asking Su Guang to deliver the paintings, how could their family have ended up like this.
Su Yan said nothing and stood there with her head lowered.
She's used to all this.
After all, she had been mentally prepared from the moment she followed her mother back to Zhang's house.
The family became a laughing stock.
Zhang Songhong and others sneered again and again.
Zhang Baoxu sat in his wheelchair and squinted at the people here, especially Lin Yang, with sinister eyes.
He knew Lin Yang's identity, but even so he was not afraid, because this was in the Zhang family, and this was his territory!
He wants to pay back all the humiliation he has suffered here!
However, at this moment, a hearty laughter sounded from outside the house, and then a group of people walked in.
"Hahahaha, Brother Zhang, today is your birthday. I shamelessly come here to ask for a glass of water and wine. I don't know if you are welcome or not!"
Who is so rude? Dare to call Mr. Zhang my brother? What a senior person!
Many people frowned and looked around, only to see an old man in Tang suit walking in with a smile on his face.
"Master Liu!"
Someone recognized the person immediately.
"Oh my god, Master Liu is here!"
"Mr. Zhang is so respectable."
The guests exclaimed.
The scene immediately exploded.
This is no ordinary person!
"Grandpa Liu!"
Zhang Gan, Cheng Ping, Zhang Maonian and other juniors here also recognized the person, and their eyes suddenly lit up as they stepped forward.
The person who came was none other than Liu Xinhua, an authoritative treasure appraisal expert in China. Taishan Beidou in the treasure appraisal world had known Mr. Zhang for many years.
"Brother Liu, are you here? Come on, come on, take your seat!"
Mr. Zhang quickly stood up to greet him.
This is no ordinary guest. Others think he only knows how to identify treasures, but they don't know that he has amazing energy behind him.
"Uncle Liu!!"
"Uncle Liu, how are you doing recently?"
"Uncle Liu, please come this way."
Mr. Zhang's sons were busy greeting and trying to please Master Liu.
"You go too!" Zhang Qingyu bumped Su Guangdao with his elbow.
If we can establish some friendship with Master Liu, everyone will have a chance to show off in front of the old man, right?
Su Guang hesitated for a moment, then nodded and stepped forward.
But as soon as he stepped forward, he was stopped by Ren Ai.
"Go away, do you still want to embarrass yourself?" Ren Ai scolded.
Su Guang opened his mouth, sighed again, and chose to retreat.
Zhang Qingyu glared at Ren Ai angrily, but had nothing to say.
However, at this moment, Master Liu here seemed to see something.
To be continued...