As Zhang Wanquan said this, Wang Zhonghe felt like a basin of ice water was poured on in the cold winter. His face turned pale and he froze in place.
Just now, Su Tie identified one or two fakes, and he reluctantly accepted it because it was inevitable, but now seven of them are fakes, which really shocked him.
After all, there are only twenty-seven antiques in total, and now nine of them are fakes, so it's not far from losing this game.
Wu Mian, who was sitting aside, still said nothing, but her expression was no longer as energetic as before, and she turned into a layer of concealment.
All seven consecutive items were fakes, and the blow to him was too great. It would be no exaggeration to say that he was hit by lightning.
He knew very well that even if he won today, his Wumian would not have the face to keep going in the collection world.
Even Xu Lang, who was sitting by the side and watching, looked shocked. He never expected that Cyprus would find nine fakes in a row.
Although he has always been alone and rarely interacts with people in the collection circle, he also knows what status Wu Mian has in this circle.
Now that the other party is beaten to death, it is really a huge news.
However, thinking of Wumian's arrogant and arrogant attitude in the past, he felt really happy. In other words, he would not show it in front of everyone, otherwise he would definitely laugh out loud on the spot.
After hesitating for a moment, he hurriedly looked at Su Tie and shouted: "Brother Su, don't forget to tell the truth. It's better to chase the remaining bravery, and there are still eighteen antiques waiting for you."
"Yes, Xiao Su, there are eighteen antiques. If you want to continue to identifying, I will ask Xiao Zhao to take them all out of the box." Zhang Wanquan agreed with a smile.
As he said, he glanced at the black crown with his aftertaste. Although he did not show it on his face, he was quite excited.
They are both seniors in the collection circle, and they are also honored. It is because Wu Mian is a few years earlier than him in the industry, so he is overwhelmed by him everywhere. In the eyes of the outside world, he can only be regarded as Wu Mian's junior.
If the outside world thought so, he would have tolerated it. But Wu Mian has always regarded himself as a predecessor in front of him and used him like a junior, which really made him feel very uncomfortable.
Now that I saw the other party’s old horse breaking his hooves, I felt very comfortable.
He believed that from today onwards, no one in the collection circle would regard him as a junior of Wumian, and even his status would surpass Wumian.
Wu Mian didn't have the time to pay attention to Zhang Wanquan. At this moment, he was thinking about whether there were any problems with the remaining antiques.
Twenty-seven pieces, all of them are fakes, this is not a trivial matter.
Seeing that Wu Mian had never spoken, Wang Zhonghe could no longer help and asked in a low voice: "Old Wu, what is the situation? How come there are so many fakes?"
"I...I don't know either. Maybe I was wrong at that time." Wu Mian hesitated for a moment and forced a sentence out.
"If you miss it once or twice, then that's fine. If you miss it nine consecutive antiques, it's a hundred million in cash." Wang Zhonghe couldn't help complaining.
Although the Wang family is very rich and can be called a huge wealth, they cannot withstand such a prodigal family.
What's more, the losses caused by this trip to Jinling were so heavy that he didn't know how to explain to the old man at home after he went back.
Faced with Wang Zhonghe's accusations, Wu Mian, who was already full of anger, was even more angry at this moment, and his old face turned a little blue.
With his identity, he has never had such an experience.
However, today was indeed his problem, and he could not refute it, so he had to swallow the anger forcibly.
After pausing, he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Wang, I said before this time that antique appraisals always have problems, even at auction, so if I get fakes, I won't
Responsible, you said it's okay, and you will bear all the losses yourself. Why do you blame me again now?"
"I..." Wang Zhonghe quickly wanted to refute, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.
After hesitating for a moment, he waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "Old Wu, it's this time now. What's the use of saying this? Don't forget that the bet just now was something you and I participated in. If you lose it,
After that boy, we must hold our hands and get out of this room."
"Then what do you think of, what can I do? The things have been selected and are in the box. Do you want me to pray to God and Buddha now?" Wu Mian said impatiently.
"Old Wu, don't be angry, just give me a sure letter. Is there any authentic one among the nineteen antiques left?" Wang Zhonghe said hurriedly.
When Wu Mian heard this, he opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.
There was no way, nine fakes appeared among the twenty-seven antiques he selected, and he was really no longer confident at all.
Compared to Wu Mian and Wang Zhonghe's panic, the collectors in the room all looked at the fun.
A mere young man and an amateur, he is a collector who is full of teeth looking for the collection world. This kind of scene is so exciting and rare.
Only the collectors who had made fun of Cycad just now were all frowning and huddled in the corner, not daring to say a word, for fear of attracting the attention of others.
Facing everyone's different gazes, Cyprus's expression was always calm, as if everything that happened in front of him had long been expected.
Instead of continuing to identify the remaining antiques, he looked up at Wu Mian and Wang Zhonghe, and asked with a faint smile: "Mr. Wang, Mr. Wu, do you two think I will continue to identify them, or do you give up now, and give up?
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"There are nineteen antiques left. Why should I admit defeat? You kid are too excited, right?" Looking at Su Tie's smiling expression, Wang Zhonghe almost had a heart attack on the spot.
After calming his mind a little, he continued to wave his hand and said, "Just because of you, I want me to admit defeat, don't dream."
"Mr. Wang, you have to think about it. If the remaining nineteen antiques are identified as fakes in public, then the money you spent will probably be wasted." Su Tie said with a smile.
As soon as he said this, it was like a poisoned arrow feather, shot directly into Wang Zhonghe's heart.
Nineteen antiques, in terms of cost, will cost hundreds of millions. If they are really identified as fakes, they will be all vacancies.
It was just that he and a junior who had been looked down upon by him. The most important thing was that once he gave in, he had to get out of the room in public. Such a tragic price was really unacceptable.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly looked up at Cyti and shouted in a deep voice: "Boy, you are lucky, I admit it, but don't be happy too early. I don't believe that all nineteen antiques can be fakes."