If the first press conference just gave Zhao Shirong a blow to the head, then this time it will give him a fatal blow.

Mr. Park agreed to Zhao Shirong's request, and Zhao Shirong was like grasping a life-saving straw.

Zhao Shirong had a strong desire to survive, and issued a statement through major media that night, in which he made it clear that he would hold another press conference the next day to clarify the falsification of Fauvist paintings.

Seeing the statement, the old man and I were happy, I am afraid this is Zhao Shirong's last glory, and tomorrow's press conference will also be his last grave.

Early the next morning, the old man began to help Mr. Park, the senior brother, put on makeup, and I went to find those actors and prepared to play the last play for Zhao Shirong.

The old man told me that this play is called an ambush on all sides, making Zhao Shirong a rotten person pointed out by Qianfu, and he will never be washed in vain.

I was fantasizing about the moment when Cho Se-young fell, Mr. Park's cell phone rang.

"Hey, Boss Zhao, don't be so anxious. ”

"Mr. Park, you must come, it depends on you whether you can clear your name this time, and I will do whatever my little brother can help in the future. ”

I have never seen Zhao Shirong so humble and begging, and the Zhao Shirong I have seen is a domineering, insidious and despicable person, who does everything to achieve his goals.

I always believe in the saying that people are doing what the sky is watching.

After following the old man for so many days, I suddenly felt that it was good to be a good deceit, and I felt like a thief, using my own way to uphold justice and punish the wicked.

"Mr. Zhao is serious, everyone is a person who loves painting, and I will never allow others to insult those two paintings. ”

Mr. Park's words made Zhao Shirong very relieved, and he didn't realize that the disaster was coming, and Zhao Shirong even sent someone to drive to pick up the senior brother, and also saved us the money for renting a car.

As soon as the senior brother left, the old man looked at my head and said, "Do you know how much money I spent?"

"You mean the cost?"

"Yes, Lao Tzu has spent nearly a million, if you don't make a fortune, is it worthy of yourself?"

The old man exuded a powerful aura all over his body, which made me shudder a little.

As soon as the senior brother left, the old man and I followed with the back foot, this play is good-looking, the finale, I want to enjoy it.

……

Zhao Shirong's gallery is full of people, crowded, more than the tourist season to the Forbidden City to play, some of these are reporters, some are professionals in the art world, but more of them are to see the lively people eating melons.

Whether it was Zhao Shirong who discovered the famous painting and became famous through the ages, or Zhao Shirong's fraud was exposed for 10,000 years, everyone wants to know the result, which is comparable to the God of Gamblers vs. Las Vegas.

At this time, Zhao Shirong walked out of a car, followed by a person, that person was the senior brother.

A group of reporters surrounded him:

"Mr. Zhao, are you confident that you have proven yourself successful?"

"Mr. Zhao, can you tell us about the specific situation?"

"Mr. Zhao..."

Zhao Shirong didn't say a word, the bodyguards separated the reporters, and Zhao Shirong strode forward, with a momentum like a rainbow.

He walked to the high platform that had been prepared and said loudly: "Since ancient times, every great invention or discovery has been rejected, and it is a shame for mankind that there are many useful theories and ideas that have not been taken seriously by future generations. ”

As soon as Zhao Shirong finished speaking, there was thunderous applause in the audience, and many people who eat melons saw Zhao Shirong like this, they must have won the game, and they all felt that he was going to win.

"Today, I am going to prove that the truth is sometimes in the hands of a few. ”

At this time, Zhao Shirong made a gesture of please, first let a big expert come to the stage, look at the two paintings, and let them express their opinions first.

I think there is only one reason why Zhao Shirong did this, that is, he wanted to slap these experts in the face, and after they expressed their opinions first, they were slapped in the face, and Zhao Shirong's reputation would become higher and higher, and some people would even think that his experts were even more powerful.

For a while, several experts and old men surrounded him, took magnifying glasses and various instruments to test the two paintings, and then expressed their opinions.

"Fake, this painting is fake..."

The experts on the stage talked a lot, and they all said that if the two paintings were from the same person, if they were from the same era, they would eat the paintings together with the frames.

Experts are still a little incitatory sometimes, and the people who eat melons are like the masses of a certain dragon forum, they always can't distinguish between right and wrong, so they start to talk again, saying that Zhao Shirong is finished, don't think about whitewashing in this life.

The discussion in the audience is getting louder and louder, and the orientation is also obvious, all of which are directed to the side of the experts.

At this time, I shouted loudly: "Zhao Shirong, you prove yourself, please start your performance." ”

Zhao Shirong looked at me and glared at me fiercely, if his eyes would kill, I would have been crushed a long time ago.

"Ahem, today, I invited a master, this master is from South Korea, he is willing to spend 60 million to buy these two paintings, which is enough to prove the value of this painting, about the origin of these two paintings, this Korean gentleman knows better than me, I ask him to say a few words. ”

Zhao Shirong asked Mr. Park to come to the stage, but this was not convincing at all, and everyone thought that Mr. Park was a drag invited by Zhao Shirong.

Brother Master came to the stage and said in broken Chinese:

"These two paintings are indeed what I dragged Mr. Zhao to help me find, and these two paintings do have a certain artistic value, but I have to verify the authenticity first. ”

At this time, the crowd exploded again, and they all said that Zhao Shirong was looking for a professional one.

Mr. Park took a magnifying glass and carefully looked at the two paintings for more than 20 minutes, every corner and every place, and the melon-eating crowd in the audience froze, wanting to see how the plot was reversed.

"It's... These two paintings..."

Mr. Park sold a pass, deliberately put the magnifying glass in his pocket, slowly found a place to sit down, and said slowly:

"Do you want to hear the truth?"

I wipe, the senior brother can really play, they all made Zhao Shirong break out in a cold sweat, and he looked leisurely, and now Zhao Shirong's mood is probably fifteen buckets to fetch water, seven up and eight down.

But I'm in a good mood, if nothing else, because this bastard has beaten me a few times.

"What the hell do you mean, you're a nursery..."

The people in the audience began to coax, and the senior brother said slowly: "Mr. Zhao, I didn't expect you to use fake paintings to deceive me. ”

"Look, I'll just say it's fake...."

"I don't even want to help him...."

For a while, it was boiling, the experts were triumphant, and the melon-eating crowd in the audience applauded and spitted one by one.

Zhao Shirong went crazy, grabbed the sleeve of the senior brother, and asked tremblingly, "You... Are you playing with me?"

The senior brother threw Zhao Shirong away: "Mr. Zhao, you are using fake paintings to deceive people, are you reasonable?"

"I'll fuck you uncle..."

Zhao Shirong suddenly understood that he had been deceived!