Chapter 82 Forcing Xu Shaoan to apologize in public
Zhou Wanrou was closest to Hong Yu and could see it most clearly.
She was also dumbfounded at this time.
The reverse side of the calligraphy and painting is white and flawless.
It is obviously rice paper made after the Ming Dynasty, when papermaking technology became more developed.
It turned out to be really a fake.
Zhou Wanrou was very surprised.
The shocked expressions of everyone in the exhibition hall were actually what Hong Yu had expected.
He didn't care at all.
Immediately afterwards, he took out two more calligraphy and paintings of Tang Bohu from the broken glass frame.
Similarly, show the reverse side of the calligraphy and painting to everyone present.
Without exception.
On the reverse side of the calligraphy and painting, there are no vertical and horizontal lines, and even the colors are not right.
It is not rice paper from the Ming Dynasty at all.
Everyone at the scene was stunned. Such a huge flaw had not been discovered before.
After reacting, everyone looked at Xu Shaoan.
I want to hear his explanation.
After all, the three calligraphy and paintings were all fakes, which indeed subverted their understanding of Xu Shaoan.
Not the vice president of the Antiques Association?
Didn’t he study under He Guangrong, the master of Chinese treasure appraisal?
Isn’t it said that he was born with golden eyes?
Is this the level?
Collected three fakes in a row?
Or is it that Xu Shaoan actually knew it was a fake, but deliberately used it to defraud people of money at this exchange conference?
Think of this.
Everyone was full of contempt for Xu Shaoan and thought he was too much.
However, most of them dare to be angry but dare not speak out.
Noticing that hundreds of pairs of questioning eyes were on him, Xu Shaoan's face turned red.
Ever since I was a child, I have never been so embarrassed.
He wished that a crack would suddenly open in the ground and he could crawl in.
Hong Yu looked at Xu Shaoan and said calmly: "Xu Shaoan, with your professional ability, I guess you don't need me to say anything else, right?"
Hearing the words "professional ability", Xu Shaoan's face turned even redder.
I felt it was an insult to him.
Because he couldn't figure out even the simplest rice paper problem, how could he talk about his professional ability?
However, you can't blame him for this.
Who appraises ancient paintings and looks at the reverse side of them?
They all study issues such as the ink and lines used by frontal painters.
Today, this time, he was taught a heavy lesson.
"Mr. Hong, there's no need. You win this time."
Xu Shaoan said unwillingly.
He felt that he lost just because he was careless and didn't see clearly.
It’s not that my level of treasure appraisal is not as good as Hong Yu’s.
Hong Yu said: "In that case, please apologize to the friends who came to attend the treasure appraising exchange meeting today, Master Xu."
Apologize?
When Xu Shaoan heard this, he hesitated for a moment.
In all his life, he has never apologized to anyone.
He has an innate arrogance and never bows his head.
"You brat, Mr. Xu has already admitted defeat, and you still want to slap your face on me, right? It's really embarrassing for you."
Wu Qingfeng, the dog-legger, interrupted.
Hong Yu said: "I didn't force Mr. Xu, he just agreed to it himself."
"What? Do you want Mr. Xu to be a villain?"
"Boy, don't slander anyone, that's not what I meant."
Wu Qingfeng argued.
Zhou Wanrou smiled and said: "Wu Qingfeng, what do you mean, we guys don't know."
"But that's exactly what you did!"
"Young Master Xu just said personally that if the three paintings in his collection were fakes, he would apologize in public. You were present at the time, so you must have heard it. But now that Young Master Xu goes back on his words, isn't that just making Young Master Xu a villain?"
"I don't."
Wu Qingfeng's face flushed with anxiety, and he shook his head desperately to Xu Shao'an beside him and explained: "Xu Shaoan, that's not what I meant, I just don't want you to lose face."
"Shut up, you're a guy who doesn't succeed enough but fails more than he does."
Xu Shaoan shouted angrily.
He was in a very bad mood today.
Wu Qingfeng undoubtedly hit the muzzle of his gun.
Unable to hold back his temper, he raised his hand and slapped Wu Qingfeng hard on the face.
With a "pop" sound, Wu Qingfeng was stunned by the slap. Five finger marks on his face were clearly visible. He covered his face and hid aside, shivering, and no longer dared to speak.
Xu Shaoan ignored him and looked up at Hong Yu, wishing he could tear Hong Yu's skin apart.
If Hong Yu hadn't exposed it, how would his reputation be tarnished today?
From now on, in Jiangzhou's antique world, he, the so-called young treasure appraiser, will probably only become a laughing stock for others.
But on the surface, he still has to pretend to be a humble and polite gentleman.
"Mr. Hong, a gentleman's words are hard to follow. Of course I will do what I said."
Xu Shaoan said.
Then, without any hesitation, he bowed down and apologized to everyone in the exhibition hall:
"Everyone, I'm sorry. Because of my lack of ability, I took three fakes to display here today. I hope you can forgive me if I misled you."
"Master Xu, it's okay. Everyone gets punched in the eye sometimes, and you are not a saint."
"Yes, Mr. Xu, there is no need to feel guilty. Anyone on the scene who dares to be 100% sure about his collection must be authentic."
"..."
There were many people at the scene who wanted to take today's opportunity to flatter Xu Shaoan, and they all opened their mouths to help him get off the ground.
Those who really had objections to Xu Shaoan naturally let it go when they saw that Xu Shaoan apologized.
After all, the Xu family is not easy to mess with.
Xu Shaoan slowly stood up straight, looked at Hong Yu again, and said in a gentle tone:
"Mr. Hong, I wonder if this is enough?"
Hong Yu nodded and smiled: "That's enough. It's not easy for me to let go of my body."
Xu Shaoan turned to look at Zhou Wanrou and said with a smile: "Miss Zhou, I'm leaving."
After that, he turned around and walked out of the exhibition hall.
The rich second generations behind him all followed him.
As soon as he left, everyone in the exhibition hall got close to Hong Yu.
"Mr. Hong, please forgive our ignorance, but we didn't realize that your level of treasure appraisal is so high before. You are inferior to many young masters. We are so ashamed. 1"
"Mr. Hong, can you tell me how you found out that the three calligraphy and paintings of Tang Bohu were fake?"
"Those three calligraphy and paintings are placed in a glass frame. Only the front side of the painting can be seen. No one can see what is on the back side. How do you know there are no stripes on the back?"
"Also, when you smashed the glass frame, weren't you afraid that you might have seen something wrong?"
"If you read it wrong and damage the ancient painting, you will have to pay tens of millions in compensation."
"..."
Dozens of voices chirped in Hong Yu's ears, basically asking how Hong Yu could determine that the three Tang Bohu calligraphy and paintings were fakes.
Of course it is impossible for Hong Yu to tell everyone that I have spiritual consciousness and my vision can penetrate to the reverse side of calligraphy and painting.
Otherwise, it will have to be regarded as a lunatic.
After just saying "guess", everyone knew that he didn't want to say anything.
We were all adults, so we didn't ask for trouble. We continued to ask questions and dispersed one after another.
Zhou Wanrou was the only one left beside Hong Yu.
"Xiaoyu, is your hand okay?"
Zhou Wanrou asked with concern.
The glass frame on the wall is very strong and cannot be broken with a hammer.
Hong Yu smashed it with a punch, but he didn't know whether he was injured or not.
Zhou Wanrou was unwilling and worried.
Hong Yu looked slightly startled.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Wanrou did not ask how she could tell that the three calligraphy and paintings of Tang Bohu were fake, like most people, but instead cared about whether his hands were okay.
My heart instantly felt warm.
Since he can remember, very few people have cared about him.
Except for my father, sister, and a few true friends, there is no one else.
Zhou Wanrou is undoubtedly a new addition.
"Don't worry, my fists are as hard as iron, nothing will happen to you."
Hong Yu shrugged and smiled.
"Just brag, show me your hands."
Zhou Wanrou didn't believe it at all.
How can human hands be as hard as iron? It’s not like making a movie.
"It's really not necessary."
Hong Yu waved his hand.
"Why don't you use it?"
Zhou Wanrou was very stubborn and directly reached out and grabbed Hong Yu's right wrist to see if he was injured.
Hong Yu had no choice but to show it to him.
"It seems like everything is really fine!"
Zhou Wanrou found that the back of the palm of Hong Yu's hand that smashed the glass was not red or swollen at all, and there were not even any scratches from the broken glass.
"I just said it's okay."
Hong Yu wanted to withdraw his arm.
"Don't move yet!"
Zhou Wanrou didn't let go, pressed her fingers hard on the back of Hong Yu's hand, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Hong Yu smiled and said: "It doesn't hurt at all."
Seeing that Hong Yu's expression didn't look like he was lying, Zhou Wanrou let go of her hand with relief and said instructing:
"You are lucky this time. Don't be so reckless next time. What if you hurt your body?"
"Okay, I understand, my aunt, you have become my elder now."
Hong Yu smiled helplessly and subconsciously stretched out his hand to pinch Zhou Wanrou's pretty face.
Zhou Wanrou's pretty face instantly turned red and she felt shy.
However, deep down in his heart, he did not reject Hong Yu's rude behavior and did not even resist.
...
After Xu Shaoan walked out of the exhibition hall for a long distance, he suddenly stopped.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
His whole life's reputation was ruined in the hands of a stinky loser.
We must find this place.
Otherwise, he will be uneasy and unable to sleep at night.
"Young Master Wu, contact Mr. Dao and ask him to notify a few of his capable men to come over and do me a favor."
Xu Shaoan turned around and gave orders to Wu Qingfeng who was following behind him.
Wu Qingfeng was startled and asked: "Master Xu, are you going to deal with that boy named Hong?"
Xu Shaoan nodded: "I must teach that kid a lesson today, otherwise I won't be able to swallow this bad breath."
Wu Qingfeng said happily: "To be honest with Mr. Xu, I have long disliked that kid. Before that, I had already contacted Mr. Dao and asked him to bring someone over to give that kid a good lesson."
"Now I estimate that the people sent by Mr. Dao are already on their way."
"Very good. Let that kid break both of his legs today and let him know the consequences of offending me."
Xu Shaoan said coldly.
"Master Xu, how can two legs be enough? At least I have to break three of that kid's legs to let him get his hands on Miss Zhou."
"A top-notch woman like Miss Zhou should belong to you, Mr. Xu." Wu Qingfeng said with a smile.
Xu Shaoan's bad mood suddenly felt much better. He looked at Wu Qingfeng and said: "Master Wu, I slapped you just now. I had no choice but to do it for outsiders to see. I hope you don't mind."
Wu Qingfeng licked his face and said with a smile: "Master Xu, look at what you said, why would I mind? You are my eldest brother. Don't say you slap me once, even if you slap me ten times, a younger brother will not be able to say a word."
Complaints are all deserved."
Xu Shaoan laughed. This guy was really shameless. He really didn't even give up his dignity in order to cling to the Xu family.
...
Of course, Hong Yu didn't know that Xu Shaoan and others were already looking for someone to deal with him in the dark.
At this time, he and Zhou Wanrou were coming out of the exhibition hall of the Treasure Appraisal Exchange Conference.
Zhou Wanrou was holding a bag of things in her hand, which she bought at low prices from others in the exhibition hall.
The reason for the low price is naturally because of Hong Yu.
Because the sellers all want to please Hong Yu, get to know Hong Yu, and think that they will have the opportunity to ask Hong Yu to help identify some antiques in the future.
They saw that the relationship between Hong Yu and Zhou Wanrou was unusual, and when Zhou Wanrou inquired about the price, they immediately gave them a discount.
Of course, the result of this is that there are several strangers in Hong Yu's WeChat mobile phone.
"Xiaoyu, I didn't expect that you are now a celebrity in Jiangzhou's antique industry."
"With your reputation, you can actually get so many discounts."
Zhou Wanrou walked on the road and praised with a smile.
According to the market price of the several old objects she was holding, any one of them would cost more than 500,000 yuan.
In the end, she only spent a total of five hundred thousand. Can she be unhappy?
Hong Yu said helplessly: "My aunt, you have benefited, but I have to help you repay the favor!"
Zhou Wanrou smiled: "Okay, don't be angry, I'll treat you to dinner tonight!"
Hong Yu said: "You have received millions of benefits, so you treat me to dinner. Isn't it a little stingy?"
Zhou Wanrou stuck out her tongue, "Then what else do you want? Do you still want me to commit myself to you?"
Hong Yu's eyes lit up: "Your proposal... seems pretty good."
"snort!"
Zhou Wanrou snorted and curled her lips: "You have a beautiful idea."
Although he said this, there was a voice deep in his heart saying: "It seems that it would be good to have this guy as my boyfriend. Anyway, I'm afraid I can find a better man than him in this world."
Of course, Hong Yu didn't know Zhou Wanrou's true inner thoughts, so he laughed and said, "I'm just joking with you. If you want to commit yourself to me, I don't necessarily want you."
Zhou Wanrou's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she felt a little sad and asked, "Do you already have a girl you like?"
Hong Yu shook his head: "No!"
"Then...then why don't you want me? Do you think I'm not good enough for you?"
Zhou Wanrou asked.
Hong Yu flicked Zhou Wanrou's forehead with his finger and said seriously:
"You are stupid. I am your grandfather's master. In terms of seniority, I am your master. If I want you, wouldn't it be a mess? What should your grandfather call you then?"
Zhou Wanrou: "..."
She had never considered this issue.
I felt stupid all of a sudden.
"Okay, don't think about whether these things are available or not. Today's harvest is good. Let's go home."
Hong Yu walked along the street towards the outside of the antique market.
Zhou Wanrou followed him absentmindedly.
"Xiaoyu, didn't we agree before that everyone should have their own affairs?"
After a long time, she regained her composure, caught up with Hong Yu, walked side by side with him, and said, "Even if we are together, my relationship with my grandfather will not change, it just changed with you."
Hong Yu stopped and stared at Zhou Wanrou: "You really want to commit yourself to me!"
"Ah! I...I don't want to!"
Zhou Wanrou looked at Hong Yu with wide eyes, her pretty face suddenly filled with red clouds, and at this moment, she felt guilty.