In front of hundreds of people, Ran Hong was so embarrassed, his oily and slippery face changed and changed, but he could only force a smile and said softly: "Luo Hanlin, don't get me wrong. I take it back, I take it back."

"I don't mean anything else, I just said that this painting was donated to the headquarters by Mr. Long and Mr. Zhao......

Luo Ting once again ruthlessly intercepted Ran Hong's follow-up: "Ran Secretary, you mean to say that I am not from the headquarters and told me not to meddle in things, right?"

was broken by Luo Ting's words, Ran Hong blushed and smiled: "It's not ...... either."

Luo Ting shouted in a deep voice: "Whether to donate this painting or not is the intention of Mr. Long and Mr. Zhao. I'll just say what I have to say."

"This painting is fake! It's a fake! It's Su Pian!"

The words of slashing gold and iron smashed out, and the sound of gold and jade reverberated endlessly.

Ran Hong's red face suddenly turned as white as snow, and he said in a deep voice, "Luo Hanlin, you are responsible for your words......

"Of course I'm responsible!"

"I'm responsible, too!"

Luo Ting replied loudly with a calm expression: "Not only am I responsible, but I am also responsible to the end."

"If I'm mistaken, I, a Hanlin scholar, won't do it."

Luo Ting's words fell into everyone's ears, and countless people were shocked and shocked, but they also admired it again.

At this moment, the leopard-headed alien said coldly: "What? Is it reasonable to buy a fake painting? There is no room for others to tell the truth in this world? Are those who tell the truth going to be dragged and shot?"

The leopard's sneer undoubtedly poked Ran Hong's chrysanthemum, and Ran Hong bluffed his grim face and threatened in a vicious voice: "Excuse me, who are you? What do you mean by that?"

"Me?"

The leopard pointed to his chest and sneered: "I live next door to Luo Ting, my surname is Wang."

"Now you can go and tell Long Guangyao and Zhao Zhinan."

"As for what I mean? Report it however you want. I admit it all."

As soon as these words came out, the scene was in an uproar.

Another national soldier!

Ran Hong's complexion changed again, the corners of his mouth and eyes twitched fiercely, and he showed the most bitter smile on his face, and he was so fascinated that he didn't even bother to greet the leopard's head.

At this moment, Luo Ting and the Leopard King slapped Ran Hong in the face, directly hitting him so that he lost his mind, soullessness, face, dignity, and everything!

"You two, really, think this painting is a fake? Mr. Long, Mr. Zhao......"

This time, Luo Ting and the Leopard King did not interrupt Ran Hong. It's that Ran Hong himself can't go on.

From beginning to end, the great secretary of Ran Hongran, who had always swept the Eight Desolations with all the arrogant posture of his eyes, was now completely beaten back to his original form.

"This painting is Su Pian. That is, in the hundreds of years from Wanli in the Ming Dynasty to Jiaqing in the Qing Dynasty, they were active in Gusu and specialized in making a living from calligraphy and painting fraud."

"Gu *** is located in the area of Zhuzhu Lane and Tang Bohu's Taohuawu."

"The calligraphy and paintings they make are hard to distinguish from the gods. There are museums all over the world. Therefore, there are a lot of Bo Mobo. For some reason, none of these Su films have been made public."

"This Yuanren autumn hunting picture is one of them."

"It's just that this painting, done, is too fake. It's a good way to go through the mountains!"

"It's only those stupid pigs who treat him as a treasure."

The leopard king explained it in a simple and understandable way, and the people around him suddenly realized.

Several masters and experts wailed, slapped themselves hard, and their faces were completely ashen.

Ran Hongran stood in place, his two hands didn't know where to put it, and his face experienced the four seasons in an instant, flying all over the desert Mount Everest, and tasting all the cold, hot and sour. It's unpredictable and scary.

It wasn't until this moment that Ran Hong, who was flying and domineering, really lowered his noble head.

Syllable!

Bang Bang Bang!

The audience burst into the loneliest applause.

I clapped hard alone, looked around the audience coldly and said, "I really didn't expect that the Long family, who covered the sky with one hand, actually bought Su

A fake!?"

"If you say this, I'm afraid no one will believe it, right?"

"The person who sold it to Mr. Long and Mr. Zhao really ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, so he is not afraid that Mr. Long and Mr. Zhao will kill his whole family and punish him for the nine clans?"

Soar down.

Ran turned his head and glared at me angrily, his eyes were spewing fire, and he scolded sharply: "Master Tong. Shut up for me."

"I shut Nima's mouth."

I unceremoniously scolded Ran Hong: "What? Your master is not allowed to say that he bought a fake painting?"

"Are you going to engage in word hell or the White Terror?"

"Do you want to shut the mouths of the 1.4 billion people of Shenzhou?"

"It's amazing. Instead of arresting the counterfeiters and counterfeiters, they threatened me, the whistleblower, to kill me for a hundred years?"

"In this way, your master can continue to donate this painting to the headquarters?" ap.

"And the group of *** bosses and vice presidents of the headquarters should be blind and acquiesce?"

"Your Long family really regards the headquarters of this piece of heaven and this land as your Long family's airspace and self-reserved land, do whatever you want?"

"Fuck you!"

These words directly made Ran Hong's eyes bloodshot with anger, the corners of his eyes collapsed, and he pointed at me and roared: "Who are you scolding?"

"Your mother's secret."

After scolding Ran Hong again, I said indifferently, "Please ask you a question."

"This fake autumn hunting picture of Yuanren through the mountains, Mr. Long and Mr. Zhao don't donate her to Gu Bo, are you afraid that you won't be able to escape the eyes of the masters of Gu Bo?"

was scolded by me, Ran Hong's sky-high anger didn't have time to burst out, and suddenly he was poked by my words and tightened his pupils, and a trace of panic appeared on his face.

"Ran Hong, give me another question."

"The reason why Long Guangyao and Zhao Zhinan want this fake to donate to the headquarters is that they want to use this to establish their prestige and make a name for themselves, and then suppress Tang Anjun?"

When these words came out, countless people in the audience were moved!

Countless people looked at me in horror, and an eight-magnitude earthquake set off in their eyes!

There are also countless people who cover their ears and flash without hesitation.

"You...... You're talking nonsense!"

Ran Hong's eyes showed endless panic, and he was speechless and angry and anxious: "Master Tong, I warn you, you have to be responsible for what you say."

"What qualifications do you have to question Mr. Long's instructions......

I interrupted Ran Hong with a grim face: "Of course Lao Tzu is qualified."