It's Picasso! ”

"Yes, yes, it's Picasso's "Innocence", unexpectedly, unexpectedly..."

There were some discerning people in the crowd who quickly recognized that the painting was the original Picasso "Innocence" that the Miles Group had purchased from an overseas collector a few years earlier.

The painting once set a sky-high price, selling for 130 million coins in the hot summer.

However, when Wanlai's finances went into trouble and he wanted to transfer some of his properties, it is unclear whether the painting would enter the auction market.

Ai Jianwei said proudly: "That's right, this is the painting "Innocence" by the modernist master Picasso. At that time, the price of this painting was going up all the way in the auction market, and I managed to beat a few powerful collectors to get the painting. All this, of course, is just for grandpa's birthday banquet! ”

He turned the topic back to his grandfather's birthday banquet, pretending to be a filial son and grandson.

This time it made Ai Yangang a little moved. He was a little weak in his legs and feet because of his illness, but at this time he couldn't help but stand up, reached out and stroked the canvas of a certain age, his mouth trembled, and his eyes radiated excitement:

"This is indeed the true handiwork of Master Bi..."

The excitement of a long-cherished wish fulfillment made him almost unsteady on his feet.

For a while, everyone's eyes focused on Ai Jianwei. It seems that this kid's investment is worth it!

Even if it costs 200 million, if the old man is happy, maybe there will be dozens of times more returns.

Ai Jianwei couldn't help but glance at his cousin, Erin's face was light and light, and he seemed unmoved, but he couldn't help but sneer in his heart:

"Hmph, pretend to be calm, huh? I've been completely compared to me, right? Speechless, right? actually only gave a mere 2,000 yuan to grandpa, this time I'll see how you step down. ”

Although he kept keeping a low profile, he couldn't help but say at this time: "Grandpa, I borrowed a lot of money this time and mortgaged my house to auction this painting." This is completely out of filial piety to my grandfather, and I don't want to be like some people, just take a gift of one or two thousand yuan and perfunctory your old man. ”

He had something to say, what kind of gift of one or two thousand yuan, of course, everyone knew that it meant something.

Everyone couldn't help but focus on Erin'er, who seemed relatively calm, but to her surprise, Jiang Fei at this time actually frowned, looking at the painting, as if she was very puzzled.

"Jiang Fei, what's wrong with you?" Erin couldn't help but ask.

What the hell is this guy doing?

"No, no..."Jiang Fei frowned, and finally couldn't help but stand up, slowly walked forward, and looked at the picture seriously.

"Hey, hey, be careful with me, don't touch my money... Oh no, my paintings! ”

In Ai Jianwei's mind, this is simply a lot of walking piles of Yanxia coins, and it is no wonder that he is so nervous.

Jiang Fei looked at it for a while, and finally crossed his waist and sighed: "The painting is good, but it's a pity that it's fake." ”

"What? Fake? ”

His voice was not loud, but it soon spread throughout the banquet hall. This time, everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Fei.

This young man dared to denounce the painting as a fake on such a grand occasion. It's just shocking! This kind of shocking scene is even more exciting than someone running naked on this occasion.

Ai Jianwei was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, he laughed very out of shape, and tears came out of his eyes.

"Haha, sir, do you know what art is? Do you know who Picasso was? You're not going to tell me you were drinking tea with him last night, are you? ”

His humor ignited laughter in the audience.

Everyone laughed and scolded, and many people who didn't know Jiang Fei even ridiculed him wantonly.

Why does this guy who looks like a dirt bun say that Ai Shao's painting is fake?

Jiang Fei sighed and said: "Although this fact is a little difficult to accept, however, what should come will come after all, brother, mourn, you really bought a fake with 200 million." ”

Saying that, without explaining, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Stop! Outrageous! Ai Jianwei was furious: "What do you mean? You are slandering me, slandering me, you give me a clear explanation, otherwise, whoever brought you here will be responsible. ”

Of course, it was not enough to point the finger at Jiang Fei, he also had to pull Erin into the water. Hmph, just talk nonsense, who knows if you were instructed by someone to come out and slander me?

Unexpectedly, Ai Yangang, who was seriously looking at this painting, said without raising his head: "Mr. Jiang was invited by me, should you let me be responsible?" ”

Ai Jianwei was speechless.

This was a bit unexpected.

The next words made him a little uneasy.

I only heard Ai Yangang say: "Isn't Mr. Jiang also very accomplished in the art of calligraphy and painting?" I looked at this painting very carefully, but I couldn't find any problems, or Mr. Jiang would like to tell you about it, and the old man would like to hear it in detail! ”

This humble attitude surprised everyone, and Ai Jianwei was even more panicked: "Grandpa, this person is a liar, and he confuses the public, how can you listen to him." ”

Ai Yangang said: "He is right, I will naturally listen." No, am I going to listen too? Joke! ”

"This—" is perfectly fine. However, I spent 200 million yuan to buy a painting with real money, why should this kid listen to his nonsense? Ai Jianwei was not calm in his heart, but he was really not afraid of what this kid would say.

Could it be that he still has the ability to tell the truth as false?

Hum!

As soon as Ai Yan said this, Jiang Fei seemed a little embarrassed, he spread his hands and said, "Old Ai, if I really say it, your grandson's 200 million yuan will be turned into wealth, you have to think clearly." ”

His meaning is obvious, this painting was bought back by Ai Jianwei with real money, but if he debunked it, the painting would naturally be worthless. If you don't break it down and continue to let it flow into the auction market, you can still recover some losses.

However, this old Ai made everyone present a little dumbfounded.

Is there no big or small like you? Your least respect is called Ai Lao.

Unexpectedly, Ai Yangang didn't care at all, and said, "Don't worry, I can still afford to lose 200 million." Saying this, he glanced at Ai Jianwei with some meaning.