Chen Yang's eyes scanned the entire audience and finally landed on Tang Fan.
"Brother Tang, you must be responsible when you speak. This painting has been passed down in my family for four generations. It cannot be fake!"
"If it is true, are you willing to auction the family heirloom?"
"Brother Tang, that's a good question. I have a heartfelt request. No matter who takes the picture, I will buy it back at double the price. Please understand!"
"Oh my God, Mr. Chen is so courageous!"
"Mr. Chen has a magnanimous mind and is truly a role model for our generation!"
"This request is reasonable and we should support it..."
There was a sound of praise in the venue. Naturally, most of them were arranged by Chen Yang in advance.
Tang Fan sneered: "What if it's fake?"
"If it is fake, I will not only destroy the painting on the spot, but also donate double the price as punishment!"
Tang Fan said: "Okay, now I want to check the authenticity!"
There was already anger on Chen Yang's face, and he said tit for tat: "How can this matter be a trivial matter? If it is true, what will happen to you?"
"I..." Tang Fan was speechless for a moment.
Chen Yang pressed forward step by step: "Do you dare to make a bet with me?"
"We cannot let him talk nonsense and slander Mr. Chen's reputation!"
"Master Chen has worked so hard for charity, we can't let him feel cold!"
Everyone's fingers were all pointed at Tang Fan.
"Tang Fan, since you suspect that this painting is fake, you have to put up a bet. If it is proven that this painting is real, you have to donate double the price!"
No one expected that Ye Mei would speak at this time.
"What Ms. Ye said makes sense, and this is only fair!"
"Yes, you have to pay the price for talking nonsense!"
Tang Fan looked at the people who were talking with great impatience, but there was nothing he could do with these walk-ons.
"Tang Fan, don't you dare anymore?"
Ye Mei smiled, even though she was captivating the country, it still gave people a vicious feeling.
"Ye Mei, Mr. Tang once fought with the Tang family because of you, why do you bother him?"
It was Yun Shuai who spoke.
Tang Fan smiled bitterly in his heart, not expecting Yun Shuai to speak for him at this time.
"Young Master Yun, I no longer have any relationship with Tang Fan!"
Ye Mei said expressionlessly, staring at Tang Fan as if looking at a heartless man.
This girl really knows how to act.
Chen Yang asked forcefully: "Tang Fan, do you dare to bet?"
"I……"
Tang Fan looked a little struggling.
"never mind……"
Mo Yan tugged at the corner of Tang Fan's clothes, trying to make him surrender.
"Tang Fan, if you don't dare, you must apologize to Mr. Chen!"
Ye Mei did not give Tang Fan a chance to retreat.
"Okay, I bet, I still don't need this little money!"
Tang Fan waved his hand, looking like he was ready to fight.
"I have invited experts on site to appraise the treasure. Interested friends can also come forward to check..."
Chen Yang was full of confidence and looked at Tang Fan provocatively.
Tang Fan did not go up, and sat there silently.
The stage was crowded with people, and everyone started talking.
After a while, everyone agreed that this painting was authentic.
A highly respected old expert was so excited on the stage that he almost fainted. He burst into tears and said: "I am lucky enough to see the authentic painting of Zhong Kui catching ghosts in this life. I will die without regrets!"
"Tang Fan, what else do you have to say?"
Chen Yang asked forcefully.
"I'm going to test it myself later!"
Tang Fan still said harshly.
"You can go and see it now."
“I’ll go after the auction price comes out!”
"Okay, let's see how stubborn you can be!"
Chen Yang took off his disguise and revealed his ugly face.
The auction begins with a starting price of 500 million yuan.
There was a climax at the scene, with bidding calls coming and going, and it was very lively. The final transaction price was set at a record-breaking 1.8 billion yuan!
The buyer was very mysterious. He was dressed in black and had a mask on his face.
Tang Fan recognized him at a glance. This person was the old man at the peak of the core formation who followed Chen Yang last night.
His guess was good. Chen Yang would not really put the heirloom up for auction, and it would eventually fall back into his pocket.
"Are you really sure?"
When things developed to this point, Mo Yan was a little unsure. She couldn't figure out Tang Fan's idea.
Tang Fan whispered: "As I judged, that person was arranged by Chen Yang."
Mo Yan said anxiously: "No matter who he belongs to, are you sure this painting is fake?"
"You have to believe me!"
Tang Fan held her hand and squeezed it tightly to express comfort.
"Sir, thank you for your contribution to charity. I wonder if you can reveal your true face?"
Chen Yang pretended to walk up to Qu Feng and said politely.
Qu Feng deliberately lowered his voice and said: "I am old and ugly, and it is difficult to show up. I took this painting on behalf of my boss, you don't need to thank me."
"Well... okay, then I won't make it difficult for you.
Chen Yang looked disappointed, turned to look at Tang Fan, and sneered: "Tang Fan, do you still want to check?"
"certainly!"
Tang Fan strode onto the stage and looked around the painting for a long time, sometimes frowning.
Chen Yang came on stage with a smile and said: "As long as you say this is genuine, I will spare you!"
Tang Fandao: "Chen Yang, you produce and sell your own goods, you arranged that person, right?"
"I do not understand what you are saying……"
Chen Yang didn't admit it with his mouth, but the expression on his face already admitted it.
"You are doubting the old vision. This painting is authentic in terms of paper, brushwork, and even the collection seal on it!"
The old expert said coldly from the side.
"I think he is too stubborn to admit it!"
"Tang Fan is nothing more than a martial artist, what does he know about appraisal!"
"It's really embarrassing to be thrown into grandma's house..."
There were people booing again at the scene, and it was very lively for a while. Everyone was waiting to see Tang Fan's joke.
Even the people around Tang Fan were worried at this time.
Especially Mo Yan, she was so nervous that her palms were already sweating.
Although she had seen the painting of Zhong Kui catching ghosts before, she had to admit that the painting in front of her was probably authentic.
"Tang Fan, what else do you have to say!"
The smile on Chen Yang's face was as bright as spring breeze, he waved his hand to suppress the discussion in the venue, and said helplessly: "Everyone, it is difficult to appreciate ancient paintings. Everyone has their own eyesight, so don't blame Brother Tang."
"The bet I made with him just now... is void, don't mention it anymore!"
Chen Yang said sympathetically, looking very generous.
"Mr. Chen is so noble and upright. In comparison, Tang Fan's character is scumbag!"
"Who says it's not the case? I thought Tang Fan was capable, but I didn't expect...it really embarrasses me, Jiangbei!"
"The upper class in Jiangbei needs high-end people like Mr. Chen. Tang Fan is not worthy!"
Chen Yang's persuasion actually aroused "public outrage", and there was even more criticism of Tang Fan in the venue.
Even those who had remained neutral before were now full of contempt for him.
Mo Yan stood up nervously, her face full of anxiety.
"Don't worry, don't you still trust your man?"
Ye Mei smiled calmly and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.
"Are you done?"
Tang Fan suddenly spoke, and the scene immediately fell silent.
"I said it is fake, it is fake, open your eyes and take a good look... what is this!"
Tang Fan picked up the ancient painting and tore it into two pieces from the end.
A sound of "stab" resounded throughout the audience.
"Tang Fan, you are crazy!"
Chen Yang's expression changed drastically, and it was already too late to stop him.
"Tang Fan, this is an heirloom of the Chen family. You...you have gone too far. You...you must give me an explanation for this!"
Chen Yang felt sorry that the painting was true, but he was more happy inside. Tang Fan was so impulsive, which gave him the opportunity to add insult to injury.
"You want to explain, right? Very good, look... what is written here!"
Tang Fan uncovered the seal at the end of the painting, revealing a line of small words on the inside: Miaochunzi, a native of the Song Dynasty, this painting was painted on my sixtieth birthday. I hope it will be remembered forever and be appreciated by future generations!
"What...this is impossible!"
Chen Yang looked horrified and stared at the small words blankly, as if he had been hit in the head.