I can cure the boss if he is sick

Chapter 832 Professional Buyer!

Hearing the sound, the girl turned her head and saw a person walking out of the art center, wearing a black suit and a pair of sunglasses. She didn't look like a staff member of the art center, and looked very strange.

The driver stood in front of the girl cautiously, "Sir, what's the matter?"

The man smiled: "I want to have a few words with this young lady!"

"What do you want to say?" the girl asked.

"Miss, can I have a look at the painting you took?" The man pointed to the painting of the girl in his arms and asked.

The girl thought for a while, and seemed a little hesitant. Could this person be trying to steal her painting?

"Miss, this painting really has a very special meaning to me. I have been looking for it for a long time, and I have been paying attention to it since the previous preview. Today, I am really invincible. At the meeting, I will not give this painting to you." The man said in a disappointed tone, and considering that the girl's Chinese is not very good, he deliberately slowed down his speech.

"Oh..." The girl nodded, "So you are the one who robbed me of the painting at the auction?"

"Exactly." The man nodded.

The girl sighed, "I can understand your feelings very well, but I have been looking for this painting for a long time, so I can show it to you!"

After all, the girl put the box in her arms into the driver's mobile phone, followed her to open the package, and said to the man, "Look!"

The man took off his sunglasses and lowered his gaze. He stared at the painting carefully for a long time, and followed the man's brows into a tighter frown.

The girl thought that the man was caused by emotions, and she just regretted not taking this picture.

No, the man suddenly sighed, "Miss, this painting is fake!"

"Huh?" The girl hesitated, apparently not believing it.

The golden signboard of "Jiaheng" hangs here. As one of the top ten international auction houses, how can it be possible to sell fake paintings here?She doesn't believe it!This man must be jealous of her because he couldn't buy the painting, so he said that.

"Why do you say this painting is fake?" the girl asked.

"I've been looking for this painting for so many years, and I've been doing a lot of research on this painting. I can tell at a glance whether it's the author's brushwork! If you don't believe me, you can take this painting for identification! It's really A fake painting!" The man's tone was very affirmative.

"I believe in Jiaheng!" The girl insisted, she was more willing to believe in Jiaheng's international reputation than the stranger in front of her.

The man sighed, and then put a business card in the box, "Miss, this is the contact information of the appraisal agency. Since we are all looking for this painting, we are destined, and I don't want you to be deceived."

The girl became unhappy in an instant, pouted her mouth, closed the lid immediately, packed up the oil painting, held it in her arms, and told the driver: "Let's go!"

"Yes! Miss!" The driver replied respectfully.

The girl hugged the painting like a baby and got into the car.

On the way, the driver comforted: "Miss, there are many professional buyers here, maybe they just want to take away your paintings at a low price, so don't get angry with them."

The girl nodded, opened the box, looked at the painting again, and saw the business card of the appraisal agency. She always felt a little uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)