"Dongjiang Landscape" has been cut into two.

From the middle position, there is no trace of this cut without the slightest flaw.

If they hadn't known that it had been cut open, and held only half of it for people who had never seen the painting to admire, they would have treated each half of it as a whole sheet.

Lin Fei looked at Meng Yunyun and saw that she was staring at herself, so she took the scissors from the clerk's hand and twisted the cut gap a few times again.

"You!" Meng Yunyun was even more annoyed when she saw that Lin Fei was so uncherished, if it weren't for the fact that this painting was not her own, she would have the heart to kill Lin Fei.

Lin Fei ignored her, and only cared about himself slowly tearing apart the broken part of the painting.

As the paper was torn open, everyone saw that there was indeed a mezzanine on the paper, and in the middle of the interlayer, there was a somewhat yellowed piece of paper.

"What is this?" Meng Yunyun frowned slightly, stepped forward quickly, and pulled out the yellow paper.

After the paper was pulled out, many people saw that there was a line of words written on the paper.

"Did you see it, that's why this painting is a fake, you can't find it, do you think I, Lin Fei, don't you know?" Lin Fei said indifferently, because he had already discovered the strangeness in it, and he was not shocked to say it at this time.

Lu Zhan on the side was surprised, and secretly thought in his heart that if Mr. Gao knew about this matter, he would definitely feel sorry for his 10 million.

However, Mr. Lin is really powerful, and he easily discovered the authenticity of this painting, could it be said that Mr. Lin has a special appreciation for paintings?

Seeing this, Meng Yunyun's face was also pale, she had previously decided that this painting was genuine, so she would compete with Lin Fei so confidently, but now she found that what she was holding on to was actually a fake, which made her feel very uncomfortable, and she felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

"It's really a fake. The old man Meng Liang muttered in a low voice, obviously surprised by this truth, because before Lin Fei completely debunked it, he didn't believe Lin Fei's vision very much, and only felt that this young man was bragging.

Now that the facts are in front of him, his face is also slightly red, as the vice president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, there are times when he is eye-catching, how can this be embarrassing.

Lin Fei shook the yellow paper and saw clearly that it was written: There are really stupid forks willing to buy my paintings, haha.

This line of words is simply a great mockery for buyers.

If Gao Heng was present and saw it, I really don't know what he would be angry about.

Fortunately, Gao Heng hasn't had time to come over yet.

Meng Yunyun finally admitted Lin Fei's vision and her previous rudeness.

She hesitated for a long time, then raised her head to look at Lin Fei, and said a little embarrassedly: "What you said is right, I have lost my eyes." ”

Lin Fei is not a person who likes to care about these trivial matters, otherwise he would not be able to easily tolerate it for three years, he waved his hand and smiled easily: "It's okay, everyone has a time to look away, it's nothing, by the way, I see that you seem to be very good at calligraphy and painting." ”

"Ugh. Hearing Lin Fei's praise, Meng Yunyun's cheeks were slightly red, she had just slapped her eyes, and now the other party praised herself for being good at calligraphy and painting, which made her very ashamed, and felt that she was the granddaughter of the vice president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, and she really didn't get home.

In fact, Lin Fei knew that it was indeed not that the other party's eyesight and appreciation were not enough, but that the owner of this fake, the ability to make counterfeits was too strong, if it weren't for Lin Fei's cultivation of the "Taishang Heart Sutra", his eyesight far exceeded that of ordinary people, but it was difficult to find the mystery hidden in this painting.

"Hello Mr. Xiao, I didn't expect you to have such profound attainments and appreciation of calligraphy and painting, I am Meng Liang, vice president of the Donghai Calligraphy and Painting Association, this is my business card. Meng Liang said and handed over the business card.

After Lin Fei took it, he said with a smile: "If the old gentleman has something to say, you might as well say it directly." ”

"Mr. Xiao, you are so good at calligraphy and painting, are you interested in participating in this calligraphy and painting tasting meeting held in Donghai City?"

Meng Liang looked at Lin Fei with an enthusiastic face, he believed that if Lin Fei was really a lover of calligraphy and painting, he would definitely not refuse his invitation.

"What kind of activity is this, I'm not very interested. Lin Fei refused.

Meng Liang didn't expect Lin Fei to refuse so neatly, he was slightly stunned, and he didn't know how to reply for a while, but fortunately, he had rich life experience after all, and immediately reacted, the other party must not know what kind of interesting activity this calligraphy and painting tasting would be.

So, Meng Liang patiently explained to Lin Fei: "Mr. Lin, don't be in a hurry to refuse, it's not too late to refuse after listening to what I say." ”

Lin Fei said: "Okay, since the old gentleman is so sincere, why don't we go to the back hall and chat slowly?"

Lin Fei's words are in line with Meng Liang's intentions, after all, this is the main hall of the pharmacy, and there are many people, and it is not very convenient.

So he nodded and said heartily: "Okay, listen to you, Yunyun, you can also come and take a look." ”

"Okay. At this time, Meng Yunyun completely lost her previous arrogance and domineering, and became a little sullen, reluctantly glanced at the destroyed paintings, and kept up with her grandfather's pace.

Lu Zhan put away the calligraphy and painting that had been cut in two, and was about to keep up with Lin Fei, when he heard a commotion at the door of the pharmacy.

"You guys, you black-hearted merchants, black-hearted pharmacies, do you know that the medicine you sell eats dead people, the boss will get out of here!"

There was a shouting noise at the door of the store, which made Lu Zhan's brows furrow slightly, knowing that either someone was really dead, or someone was deliberately trying to make trouble.

This kind of thing, the pharmacy has to encounter two cases every year, and Lu Zhan has long been used to it over the years.

Every time, it takes a little wrinkle to settle this kind of thing, but the heart will be a little tired.

At this moment, Lu Zhan looked at the direction Lin Fei was walking, sighed slightly, and strode out towards the door.

"What kind of people, it's noisy over there. "Lu Zhan would never allow anything until he figured things out.

"I'm sorry, you black-hearted pharmacies, do you know that the medicine you sell eats the dead!" A man in a moon-white sweatshirt, about thirty years old, tall, and one-headed, was standing at the foot of the steps of the pharmacy at this time, glaring angrily at Lu Zhan.

Behind him, there stood more than a dozen men, women, and children, and in the middle of these people, on the ground, placed a soft board, on which lay a man who did not know whether he was alive or dead.

The intention of this group of people must be for this person on the soft board.