The guests looked around, and Si Junxian took Luo Xi's hand and stood up.

"Old Han, this is a little bit of our junior's heart, I wish you a long and healthy life. Si Junxian sent his blessings.

Old Man Han frequently bowed his head: "I have a heart." The gift is very valuable, and I like it too, I wonder which master this technique came from?"

"It's the work of a friend of mine, and as for the name, it's not convenient to reveal it for the time being. I'm sorry, Mr. Han. Luo Xi replied.

"Well, it doesn't matter. I was just amazed by this rare skill, and I would love to see his other works when I had the chance. Old Man Han looked appreciative.

Luo Xi took the opportunity to promote: "Thank you Han Lao for your appreciation." His work will be featured in part of UAC's inaugural exhibition. ”

"Okay, let's take a look. Old Man Han said happily.

"Okay Dad, it's not too early. Han Yuanshan glanced at the time and reminded.

"Good. Old Man Han responded, raised his hand and motioned to Si Junxian and Luo Xi: "Please sit down." ”

After the two of them sat down, a guest who couldn't hold back quietly asked Luo Xi, "Miss, what kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?"

Luo Xi smiled: "Welcome to the opening exhibition of UAC to find out." ”

The guest smiled dumbly, "It turns out that you can advertise like this." ”

Luo Xi didn't plan to sell Guanzi, and said truthfully: "It's a miniature carving process." ”

"I think it must be very exquisite, so that Han Lao is like a treasure. The other party guessed.

Luo Xi smiled, no longer spoke, but moved his gaze to the stage.

The last finale was Han Jingting's presentation of the expensive painting that was auctioned in autumn.

When the delicately framed work was presented to the stage by the host, there was silence in the audience.

After all, the real work is not so easy to see, this is a work worth 180 million, Rao is the guests are well-informed, and they can't help but be moved.

The host praised this work as godlike, and praised the descendants of the Han family for their promising, upward and downward effects, strict family style, and filial piety first.

Just as the atmosphere of the scene entered a climax, a middle-aged man in a suit suddenly stood up in the crowd.

Such an abrupt demeanor made people quickly notice him.

"This gentleman, what's the matter with you?" Han Jingting's eyes were not good, but his tone remained polite.

The middle-aged man did not have stage fright because of this, and said calmly: "Second young master, don't worry, I just saw this work of Bada Shanren, and I had doubts in my heart." As a collector, don't vomit or be unhappy. ”

A cold light flashed in Han Jingting's eyes, and his tone was not very good: "If you have any questions, mention them in private." ”

However, Old Man Han didn't think so, he said to Han Jingting kindly: "Hey, Jingting, since the guest brought it up, it must have caused him trouble, and it doesn't hurt to talk about it together." ”

Han Jingting naturally didn't want to disobey the old man in public, so he took a step back and acquiesced.

Everyone in the room was holding their breath and waiting for the next step.

The middle-aged man walked to the stage and asked Mr. Han: "Hello Mr. Han, first of all, I wish you happiness like the East China Sea and longevity than Nanshan." I am a collector from W Island, with my own gallery and art company, and I am very interested in Bada Shanren and have been studying it for more than ten years. May I ask Mr. Han, can you let the juniors take a closer look at this painting?"

Old Man Han agreed.

Han Jingting glanced at the bodyguards in the audience, suggesting that they should pay attention to this person's movements at any time, and act immediately if there is a change.

The bodyguards received the information and stood up one after another, entering a state of alert.

"What's the problem?" Luo Xi frowned and asked Si Junxian in a low voice.

Si Junxian shook his head, and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes were dark.

Although he didn't say it, he already decided in his heart that this middle-aged man was not good.

Taking the initiative to stand up on such an occasion, if it is not supported by a master behind it, it is with a purpose in itself.

Which one is still to be judged by his next performance.

Si Junxian felt that tonight's birthday banquet was very interesting, as if he was making it clear who he was targeting.

After about ten minutes, many people were waiting impatiently, and even Han Yuanshan wanted to step forward and ask.

The middle-aged man raised his head with a sense of clarity and looked away from the painting.

"Han Lao, I can say with certainty that this work of Bada Shanren is fake. ”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Luo Xi frowned directly, and looked at the middle-aged man coldly.

How dare you say that the real thing taken by UAC is a fake?!

This is undoubtedly a slap in the face of UAC and Luo Xi, and it is also looking for Jiayu's stubble.

In the exchange of ears, Han Jingting glanced at the guests, and his voice immediately became much quieter.

He seemed to casually glance at where Luo Xi and Si Junxian were sitting, and then said, "Since you dare to say this, there must be sufficient evidence?"

"Sort of. "The middle-aged man is always unhurried and calm.

Han Jingting's thin lips pursed up, and his face was displeased: "As we all know, this painting was acquired by me in the joint autumn auction of UAC and Jiayu, and it is worth a lot of money. Today, the UAC & Asia Pacific Director and the owner of Jiayu are on the scene, and you have to take responsibility for every word you say. ”

"Of course. The middle-aged man did not flinch because of this, but became more confident.

"If what you say is true, then I will ask the UAC and Jiayu for an explanation at all costs. Han Jingting looked at Si Junxian.

Luo Xi was suspicious, she didn't know the middle-aged man, and it seemed that the people of the Han family didn't seem to be familiar with him.

Where did this man come from?

She turned her head and saw Si Junxian smiling, looking back at Han Jingting's gaze and saying, "I'm also looking forward to this gentleman's high opinion, please speak." ”

The middle-aged man dodged out the painting and stood aside to explain.

"When I was studying in the history department of W University, I was very interested in the Bada Shanren, because we were originally from the same clan, and my surname was Zhu, and I had seen his name on the family genealogy. He is one of the four monks in the early Qing Dynasty, known as Zhu Tong, also known as Zhu Qi, the ninth grandson of Zhu Quan, the seventeenth son of Zhu Yuanzhang, the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, and a generation of grandmasters of Chinese painting. The flowers and birds are mainly freehand in ink and wash, the image is exaggerated and peculiar, the brush and ink are condensed and resolute, and the style is majestic and timeless. This picture of lotus flowers, birds and birds is indeed rare, and it has experienced war and was almost destroyed. ”

The middle-aged man's words were conclusive and loud. He looked around, and the guests were silent, waiting for him to speak.

"In the course of my research on his paintings, I visited several collectors who had collected the works of the Bada Shanren. And this picture of lotus flowers, birds and birds, unfortunately, I happened to see it at the house of an old gentleman. ”

The middle-aged man stopped his voice and looked at Han Jingting.

"How do you prove that what you see in someone else's house is real? and this one is fake?" Han Jingting asked.

"The color, this one is a little lighter. It is undeniable that the counterfeiting skills are very high and there are almost no flaws. Another point is that the old gentleman was a commander in the war, and it was he who secretly preserved this work and took it away when he went south, so as to avoid the doom of the country's treasures being destroyed, so there will be no fakes. The middle-aged man was speechless.

"Who is this old gentleman you are talking about?" Han Jingting had a hidden suspicion between his eyebrows.

"It's inconvenient for me to talk about this in public, but I can help Tingshao introduce and compare the two works together, and the truth and falsehood speak for themselves. The paintings that the old gentleman protected with his life will never be fake. You know, he brought it out of the Old Palace Museum. The middle-aged man continued to emphasize confidently.

Almost most people believed him, but Si Junxian and Luo Xi definitely disagreed.

Luo Xi didn't want to listen to it anymore, so he took the lead in warning: "This gentleman, you are ashamed to say that this work is fake in public, but you don't dare to openly show evidence for comparison. If you say this casually, our reputation of UAC is in question, and I have the right to take legal action on behalf of the company to stop your behavior. ”

The middle-aged man was unmoved, he looked directly at Luo Xi, and said unhurriedly: "You are not afraid of shadows, you are the director of UAC Asia Pacific, you should take this matter seriously, instead of being angry and accusing as soon as you hear different voices." ”

Luo Xi looked at him coldly, and just as he wanted to refute his words, Si Junxian took her hand and gently pulled her down.

This was a hint that she sat down.

Luo Xi bowed his head, and his angry eyes collided with a pair of wise eyes.

Most of his anger subsided at once, and the person calmed down.

Si Junxian shook his head at her gently, and then looked at the middle-aged man, "Since you are very sure, then we might as well make the appraisal process public, and we can also give an explanation to UAC and Jiayu's friends." ”

Without waiting for the man to speak, Si Junxian's eyes turned and fell on Han Jingting, "What, Tingshao?"

As the current owner of this painting, Han Jingting is of course in his hands.

In fact, in the collection world, there is a great chance of buying a fake at a high price, and this kind of Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai, in addition to deliberately setting up a trap to deceive, can only blame the collector for his poor eyesight, there is no place to reason.

But this time is different, Han Jingting bought this painting from Jiayu at a high price, and both Jiayu and UAC are responsible for the authenticity of the work. If you don't stand up and take the initiative to solve the statement, it will inevitably affect the credibility of the two companies in the industry, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"Yes. Han Jingting replied with a grim face.

This painting has caused him enough trouble, and the illegal operation of the auction has not yet been found out, and now it has come out again, which has almost disgraced him.

"Good. Supposedly, the lot has already reached the buyer's hands, and we should no longer be responsible for its authenticity. However, Jiayu kept all the electronic materials of this work on file, and if it really needs to be verified, it will not worry about what the buyer will do. Sir, please coordinate as soon as possible, and we will definitely get to the bottom of this matter. Si Junxian said in the end, his tone was no longer polite.

The unanimous statement between him and Luo Xi has brought back a lot of points for the two companies, and this kind of calm and self-confidence, if you don't have confidence, you can't pretend to be it.

After this episode, the dinner soon came to an end.

When the banquet ended, Han Changfeng came over to apologize to Si Junxian.

Si Junxian patted him on the shoulder: "Obviously someone did it deliberately." ”

"I don't know that person, and I don't know who made the invitation. I'll give you an answer later. Han Changfeng said.

"Good. Si Junxian remained indifferent as usual, as if the incident just now was irrelevant.

Compared with it, Luo Xi's mind is heavier, but it is only on the surface, it cannot be seen.

Over the years, the mall has been up and down, and the first thing she learned was to hide her mood.

"Miss Luo, there is one more thing, it is indeed a reluctant invitation, but I must tell you. Han Changfeng looked embarrassed and seemed a little embarrassed.

Si Junxian was curious, "Changfeng, you are ......"

Luo Xi was also puzzled, "Mr. Han, what's wrong?"

Han Changfeng turned his head slightly, glancing at the corner of the banquet hall on the west side of the banquet hall where there were potted pine plants decorating.

A small head hides behind a potted plant and is quietly watching them.

Luo Xi noticed Han Changfeng's eyes, followed his line of sight, and immediately hid his little head.

Si Junxian remained silent, but he could see it clearly.

Who else will there be besides Han Qingye?

Han Changfeng cleared his throat and said to Luo Xi: "Miss Luo, Xiao Ye has actually been learning calligraphy, and this kid also grabbed a brush when he caught Zhou. The last time I saw you improvise at an auction, Ge'er and I both thought your pen was very profound. So we would like to ask you to guide Ono. ”

"He's still so young, he doesn't need special guidance, right?" Luo Xi was a little surprised, how young is Han Qingye?

But then again, she has also been practicing calligraphy with the old man since she entered the Gu family.

"I'll show you what he's writing, and you'll understand. Han Changfeng took out his mobile phone and found a photo of Han Qingye's calligraphy works.

Luo Xi looked at it and was shocked.

"Did he write this? Such a young child shouldn't even be able to hold a pen, right?" Luo Xi asked in disbelief.

"He was very fond of calligraphy, and at the age of two he took a brush to scribble, and on several occasions the servants did not look at him, and the little guy drank a belly of ink. We believe that he has such a talent, and we have hired many famous teachers for him. Han Changfeng said truthfully.

"It's gifted indeed. But I don't know what I can do? I can write, but I can't teach. And, I'm afraid there won't be time in the near future. After weighing it, Luo Xi chose to avoid it.

If she had encountered such an opportunity to get close to Han Jingting before, she would definitely be very happy.

But now it's different, with Si Junxian here, she has to think about it carefully.

"It doesn't matter. I've expected this result, thank you. After listening to Luo Xi's answer, Han Changfeng showed a sense of relief.

Si Junxian noticed his reaction, and said lightly: "Could it be that you asked for Ling Lang?"

Han Changfeng swallowed his saliva, squinted his eyes, and glanced at the little guy's hiding place, "Of course not." ”

Then he whispered to Si Junxian: "Xiao Ye is thin-skinned, embarrassed to come and ask for help, afraid of being rejected by Miss Luo." ”

"......" Luo Xi was speechless, on the one hand, she didn't expect that Han Qingye, the little guy, would be shy, and on the other hand, she heard that the little guy probably expected Luo Xi to refuse, but she still didn't give up and asked her father to ask.

When I think about it, I think it's cute and pitiful.

"That's really loveless. Changfeng, go back and tell Ling Lang that Sister Xiaoxi is Jun Xian's brother's girlfriend, if you have something to find her, you have to ask me first. Si Junxian noticed the little head that was eavesdropping, and deliberately amplified his voice a little.

I heard Han Qingye sulking behind the potted plant.

Luo Xi glanced at Si Junxian helplessly, thinking to himself, what are you talking to a child about?

"Don't be angry with him. I wonder if I'm wiping my tears in the back now. The little guy doesn't look big on weekdays, it's actually very sensitive. Han Changfeng lowered his voice, and Luo Xi could see that the father still cared about his son's feelings.

She didn't know about children, but from Han Changfeng's description, she felt that children were not only carefree, but also seemed to have a lot on their minds.

"Haha, your son is up to you, he likes beautiful girls. Si Junxian teased Han Changfeng.

Between words, he inadvertently swept Luo Xi's face.

Luo Xi didn't hear the off-string sound in these words, Si Junxian was praising her.

"What are you talking about? So happy?" Zhan Ge sent away the relatives and friends of the Zhan family to celebrate his birthday, and just heard Si Junxian's last sentence, "Who likes beautiful girls?"

"Ah, your son. Han Changfeng replied.

Zhan Ge bent his eyes and looked at Luo Xi, "Ono really likes Miss Luo very much, and Miss Luo is really beautiful and has a good temperament." Changfeng, you see, Jun Xian and Miss Luo are standing together, as if they were made in heaven. ”

Luo Xi was a little uncomfortable, but he still maintained a generous demeanor and smiled.

"Oh, you see you made Miss Renluo's face red. Okay, okay, go find your son. As soon as Han Changfeng heard the battle song, his head was big, and he hurriedly urged her.

"It's time for us to go, too. Si Junxian glanced at his watch and said goodbye to Han Changfeng and Zhan Ge.

Luo Xi said "goodbye" and left the hotel with Si Junxian.

"You go home first, I'm going to the company. Luo Xi couldn't let go of the things at the banquet in his heart, and wanted to check the data of the painting.

"It's such a coincidence, I'm going too. Si Junxian didn't seem surprised.

"Oh. Let's go together. Luo Xi guessed that the purpose of Si Junxian's return should be the same as her.

After getting in the car, she took the initiative to ask, "What do you think?"

"This matter will soon ferment on the Internet, the headquarters investigation of you has not yet ended, and now there is a new trouble, and your situation is not optimistic. Si Junxian's answer was all for Luo Xi's sake.

"I know that. I'm asking you, what do you think about the man saying that this painting is a fake? The work has been appraised by many veterans in the industry, and I believe that there will be no fake. Luo Xi said in a firm tone.

"Well, have you ever thought about how to keep the fake from the real if he really has to come up with an identical work?" asked Si Junxian.

Luo Xi frowned, "Then we have to use scientific and technological means." In the museum's exhibitions, many high-quality imitation paintings will be used instead of the original works, which to a certain extent can achieve the purpose of making the real thing real. But if you discern carefully, you can still find flaws. ”

"Then we'll see. I want to know more than the truth or the fake, who is that man and what is his purpose?Do you believe that he is just a researcher?" Si Junxian drove smoothly, without delaying his thinking at all.

Luo Xi shook his head and fell into thought.

When he was about to enter the parking lot, a voice message entered Si Junxian's mobile phone.

The sender is Han Changfeng.

"Jun Xian, I found out, that man was invited by the Lu family, and it seems that he is a classmate of Xing'er's mother, Lin Shuya, and has a close relationship, and he is also Xing'er's godfather, called Zhu Quan. ”

The voice message was played out, and Luo Xi could hear it clearly.

Lu Xingyun's mother, Lin Shuya?