Liancheng Yazhi looked at Mo Zhongkai's almost ashamed expression, and said: "My father-in-law's treasures are not obtained for nothing, and if outsiders know that there are fake products in my father-in-law's store, then his reputation for the rest of his life will be ruined." It will be destroyed by your father, don't you think so, Mr. Mo."

Mo Zhongkai felt that his face was about to be swollen. Whenever he wanted to take care of his face, he had always been very strict with himself when he went out to the public. Over the years, he had his own way no matter whether he was in the army or outside. His own way of doing things is effective, and he is neither humble nor overbearing in the eyes of outsiders.

In this way, it was the first time he was slapped face to face, and he had no way to refute.

Especially when Liancheng Yazhi raised this matter to Gu Hesheng's reputation, that...is even more serious.

In the antique circle of the imperial capital, who doesn't know the ancient words, it is the words of the golden mouth, and the things in his shop will never be 'fake'.

Mo Zhongkai gritted his teeth, and while complaining about his father in his heart, he hated Liancheng Yazhi even more, he said: "Mr. .”

Liancheng nodded elegantly: "Of course, I still want to give this little face to Mr. Mo."

Mo Zhongkai was overjoyed, and was about to speak, but Liancheng said elegantly again: "But I hope that your father will send the original painting back to the store today, and I hope he can apologize to my wife. My father-in-law planned to give that painting away. Therefore, it cannot be given to your father."

Mo Zhongkai was in a dilemma immediately, his father refused to tell the whereabouts of the original work, and he refused to show it. He really had no choice but to show it within today.

Besides...

Mo Zhongkai also didn't want Liancheng Yazhi to take advantage of his weaknesses in this matter.

Mo Zhongkai suddenly remembered his father's words: At that time, there was only me and the clerk in the store, and no one else testified. He gave me this painting. He said that I returned a fake painting. He was slandering me at all. Framed, I plan to sue them.

Mo Zhongkai's palms were covered with sweat.

Only his father and the clerk, no one else to testify, so...whether it is true or not, who...can tell clearly?

If it's... that clerk secretly swallowed the original work and slandered his father, then it makes sense.

Once evil thoughts arise, they can easily expand.

Mo Zhongkai sat there thinking for a while, and felt that this method is not impossible.

Even if there are monitors in the store, the pictures captured by the monitors are not particularly clear, and it is okay to identify individuals. It is completely impossible to identify the authenticity of an ancient painting.

So he said: "This...today...Mr. Liancheng, actually...I think this matter still needs to be investigated."

Liancheng Yazhi sneered, finally came, and Mo Zhongkai really lived up to Tang Han's evaluation of him, acting in a bad manner.

Liancheng raised his eyebrows elegantly and said, "Oh...to check? What does Mr. Mo want to say, and what does he want to check?"

Mo Zhongkai said the words he had quickly compiled just now: "Mr. Liancheng, please don't be angry. It's like this. My father is always cautious. I can't believe that he changed the priceless authentic works all at once. I think... There may be some misunderstanding."

Liancheng said elegantly: "Misunderstanding? Then tell me first, what kind of misunderstanding is it?"

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