Mo Zhongkai took a deep breath: "Sorry, my father took an old painting home from your wife's antique shop to enjoy, but when I returned it, the staff in your shop said that my father gave me a fake painting , has reported the case and filed a lawsuit to the court, because of this matter, I am sorry for the trouble caused to you."

In fact, Mo Zhongkai was also very annoyed by this incident. His father had never been very courageous, but why did he suddenly deduct his immeasurable real painting?

Moreover, Mo Zhongkai asked Father Mo about this matter for a long time, but no matter how he asked, Father Mo always said that what he took out of the store was the fake painting that was returned.

What did Mo Zhongkai do? He could tell at a glance that what his father said was false, but that was his own father, and he couldn't treat him like an interrogator.

Besides, he didn't believe that his father couldn't tell whether Na's painting was real or not. If it was a fake painting, he wouldn't take it home. He spent a whole night in the study and ignored anyone who called it.

On his own father's side, Mo Zhongkai had no choice, so he hoped that Liancheng Yazhi, rich and powerful, would give up on this, and even if he didn't give up, at least withdraw the lawsuit, and give him some time to settle the matter and get the painting out of his father's hands.

These are the plans in Mo Zhongkai's heart.

Liancheng Yazhi smiled contemptuously in his heart, this Mo Zhongkai was really cunning in his words, he only said that the people in the store said that his father had returned the fake painting, but not that his father withheld the real painting, and finally said that he brought it to him Trouble, but don't say it, return the real painting.

This man...does he really think that everyone can be fooled around by him? He said this, but he was saying that at the beginning...his father took away this fake painting, so there is no such thing as whether it is true or not. explain.

It's not like that if you want to be a white wolf with empty hands.

Liancheng's elegant fingers slowly slid on the teacup, and he said in a calm manner: "Oh, so this is the matter, and I was still the one who exchanged a fake painting worth a few hundred yuan for a real painting in my shop worth tens of millions of dollars." Who is the person who painted it? It turns out...it's your father!"

Liancheng elegantly revealed the truth that Mo Zhongkai was very unwilling to mention, which instantly made his face turn red with embarrassment.

Mo Zhongkai said: "This matter still needs..."

He wanted to say that this matter still needs to be investigated, but Liancheng Yazhi didn't give him a chance to speak, and said: "Actually, it's just a painting. It doesn't matter if you give it to your father. My wife doesn't lack that painting, and my father-in-law is so fussy." Mostly, it's too despicable to just use this method of stealing and exchanging posts, and I heard that your father is also a famous scholar, so I'm really a bit unbelievable for doing such a thing."

Lian Cheng Yazhi looked up at Mo Zhongkai, with a calm face, and smiled at him: "Just say something, it's okay to give it to him, why..."steal"!"

The word 'stolen' instantly hit Mo Zhongkai on the face like a heavy punch. Although he is thoughtful and deep, the more he is focused on climbing, the more he pays attention to his face.

The more he is afraid that negative news will affect his promotion path.

When you hit him in the face, it's like stabbing him in the wound.

Mo Zhongkai hurriedly said: "I..."

Liancheng Yazhi cut him off again: "My wife was very angry after hearing this, and she bluntly said that this matter must be dealt with severely, and the whole city must know, otherwise, in the future, everyone will go to her shop and take away the real thing If you send fake things, will her store continue to open?"

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