In the middle of the auction, Miss Manners cautiously went up to the stage to show a Chinese painting.

The auctioneer introduced: "Ladies and gentlemen, this "Ink Stained Frost Rhyme" is the work of Mr. Fan Yanqiao, a famous painter in modern China, and it is also the most mature work of Mr. Fan Yanqiao's painting skills!" Friends who like Chinese painting should not miss it! ”

Ye Shengge was very interested in the painting and looked at it with great interest, but after just one glance, his eyebrows frowned slightly.

Fu Yushen noticed her expression and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" ”

Ye Shengge shook his head slightly, "This painting is a fake. ”

What?

Fake?

Song Yang on the side heard this, and his eyes showed incredulity, "Miss Ye, this is ...... How could it be a fake? ”

Not to mention the venue of this auction, which is extremely formal and famous, it is the largest auction house in China.

Just talking about these auction items, before they go to the auction table, they are all appraised by special professionals.

The chances of a fake are slim to none.

Ye Shengge blinked his eyes, his eyes were clear and distinct, and he said crisply: "This "Ink Stained Frost Rhyme" is indeed a fake. ”

Song Yang couldn't help but ask, "Miss Ye, do you know a lot about appreciating paintings?" ”

Ye Shengge's tone was casual, "It's okay." ”

Song Yang scratched his head in confusion and turned his head to look at Fu Yushen, waiting to listen to the man's instructions.

Fu Yu glanced at Ye Shengge with deep eyes, believed her words without hesitation, waved his hand at Song Yang, and motioned for him to deal with it.

Song Yang received instructions and immediately left the private room.

Backstage of the auction.

Song Yang found Manager Zheng at the auction and told him about the fake painting.

The Fu Group has a stake in this auction.

So when Fu Yushen came over, several managers of the auction greeted him respectfully, which was actually equivalent to greeting his boss.

After listening to Song Yang's words, Manager Zheng couldn't help laughing, "Song Tezhu, don't make fun of me, how can this be a fake painting?" The lots we have here have all been professionally appraised and have appraisal certificates, otherwise we wouldn't dare to put them up for auction. ”

Song Yang was speechless for a while, "Who is joking with you, the painting you are on stage now is fake." ”

Seeing him swear so much, Manager Zheng stopped smiling and frowned, "Song Yang, who told you that this painting is fake?" ”

Song Yang pointed in the direction of the private room on the second floor, "It's Miss Ye Shengge who was bidding with Ye Huaijin at the auction just now." ”

This Ye Shengge, Manager Zheng knows, and followed Mr. Fu to participate in the auction, Mr. Fu takes good care of her, and it seems that he has a lot to do with Mr. Fu.

But......

Manager Zheng was a little suspicious, "How can she, a young girl, see that this painting is fake?" Don't make fun of me, do you? ”

Song Yang actually didn't understand, but Mr. Fu was convinced of Ye Shengge's words, and she said whatever she said, which was simply indulgent to the extreme.

Seeing that the auctioneer on the stage has introduced the details, it is time to start bidding.

Song Yang sighed, "Lao Zheng, you go and ask people to take down this painting, if it is auctioned off and finally found to be a fake, then will the reputation of our auction house be gone?" ”

Manager Zheng glanced at the direction of the private room on the second floor, still hesitating.

Can what a little girl say in a film be taken seriously?

This painting can be auctioned for 30 million today, and if it is removed now, it will be a big loss.

Song Yang saw that he didn't move, so he pushed it anxiously, "You go quickly, Lao Zheng, this is also what Mr. Fu meant!" ”

Hearing Fu Yushen's name, Manager Zheng suddenly didn't dare to slack off, but his tone was faintly unconvinced, "Since it is what Mr. Fu meant, then I will let someone notify the auctioneer to take it down, and at the same time invite a few more appraisers to come over for appraisal." ”

Hmph, he wants to see if this painting is a fake.

Back to the private room on the second floor.

"Mr. Fu, the matter has been done." Song Yang glanced at the situation in the hall, "This painting has been removed and replaced with a new lot." ”

Ye Shengge looked at Fu Yushen, and his bright eyes rose slightly, "You believe my words so much?" ”

Fu Yushen slowly refilled a cup of tea for her, "Naturally believe it." ”

Ye Shengge heard him answer so surely, his eyes turned smartly, and a sly smile appeared at the bottom of his eyes, "Aren't you afraid that I'm talking nonsense?" ”

Hearing this, the man glanced at her, leaned back slightly, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and lightly tapped his bony cold fingertips on the table twice, "Just talk nonsense." ”

Ye Shengge was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened in disbelief, "If I am talking nonsense, then if this painting is removed, I will lose a lot of money." ”

Fu Yushen's eyebrows were imperceptible, his voice was light and lazy, and he didn't care much, "What's this?" ”

Facing the man's dark and deep gaze, Ye Shengge's heart jumped inexplicably, and he looked away uncomfortably.

When Song Yang saw this scene, he was almost blinded.

Mr. Fu is just letting Miss Ye make trouble and conniving at her?

How do you feel that Mr. Fu is getting more and more potential to faint?

About twenty minutes passed.

Ye Shengge was looking at the auction on the first floor.

Manager Zheng suddenly walked to the private room with several professional connoisseurs and knocked respectfully on the door.

Song Yang glanced out and reported to Fu Yushen in a low voice, "Mr. Fu, Manager Zheng is here." ”

The man's voice was low, "Let him in." ”

With permission, Manager Zheng walked in with a bright smile on his face and the connoisseur behind him, "Mr. Fu, Miss Ye, I'm sorry to disturb the two." ”

Song Yang probably guessed the reason and was curious, "Have you identified the authenticity?" ”

"Yes." Manager Zheng looked at Ye Shengge in the seat with a smile in his eyes, "This Miss Ye is really a god, we invited eight connoisseurs to carefully identify it at the same time, and finally proved that this painting is really fake!" ”

Fu Yushen was not surprised by this result.

Song Yang was so surprised that his mouth opened wide.

Manager Zheng was really a little embarrassed, "We have found someone to identify this painting before, but I didn't expect it to be a fake, today I found eight connoisseurs to identify it together, and only two masters identified it as fake, this painting is really ...... It's too good to be real. ”

When Song Yang heard this, he became more and more surprised.

Only two of the eight connoisseurs saw that it was fake, and it took nearly twenty minutes of careful identification to know that it was fake.

However, just now, Miss Ye just glanced at it and saw that it was fake.

This ......

Song Yang couldn't help but look in the direction of Ye Shengge, my God, Miss Ye is too powerful!

No wonder Mr. Fu believes in Miss Ye so much!

Manager Zheng just thought that Ye Shengge was a little girl, and he was unconvinced, thinking that Fu always connived at her to mess around, but now he is convinced.

After all, if this fake painting is auctioned off and later found to be a fake, the reputation of the auction house will be ruined.

"Miss Ye, thank you so much!"