Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

"Yellow mouth kid, talk nonsense!"

The box was silent for a moment, and Pang Daqian suddenly yelled loudly.

This painting of bamboo and stone by Zheng Banqiao is the most proud work in all his collections.

If it wasn't for the urgent need for money now, he would never have put it up for auction.

But now Ye Feng said it was fake, one can imagine his anger.

Although Chen Qiushan didn't quite agree with Ye Feng's point of view, he was also very dissatisfied with Pang Daqian's attitude, "Old Pang, Brother Ye was just joking, why are you so excited?"

Pang Daqian was full of indignation, "Are you kidding? How can you make a joke about this kind of thing?"

Chen Qiushan still wanted to continue to explain to Ye Feng.

But at this moment, Ye Feng added another sentence, "I'm not joking, this painting is fake."

Pang Daqian immediately looked at Chen Qiushan, "Old Chen, you heard that, he is still talking nonsense."

"You said that this kid has a lot of research on antiques, so I brought it here for him to see, but isn't he too arrogant?"

Chen Qiushan frowned, and hurriedly looked at Ye Feng, "Brother Ye, did you read it wrong?"

"This painting has been appraised by many experts. Whether it is paper, painting, signature, or seal, there is no problem. Everyone agrees that it is authentic..."

Before he could finish speaking, Pang Daqian immediately interrupted with a sneer, "What do you mean by misreading? He didn't read it right at all, did he? He just glanced at it, and you can tell if it's true or false? Do you really think of yourself as a fairy? "

Ye Feng was busy eating food just now, and he just glanced at it, and immediately concluded that it was a fake, which is really hard to convince.

"Since those experts think it's authentic, why did you come to me?" Ye Feng replied in a neutral manner without stopping to eat.

Chen Qiushan was a little confused now, he had absolute confidence in Ye Feng's attainments in antiques.

All the antiques he entrusted him to auction before are the best of the best.

But this time, it was really hard to convince him.

Whether it's the experts that Pang Daqian found himself, or the appraiser at Sotheby's auction house, almost all of them are determined to be authentic.

Even after careful identification, he himself felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

And Ye Feng just glanced at it casually, and concluded that it was fake, and didn't give any explanation, which is really hard to convince.

After pondering for a moment, he finally sat down in front of Ye Feng and said in a begging tone: "Brother Ye, just take it as a way to save face for brother, and explain carefully what is wrong with this painting?"

Pang Daqian rolled up the painting, while sneering and mocking, "Old Chen, I didn't mean you. You have been in the antique industry for so many years, how could you be fooled around by a brat?"

Chen Qiushan ignored him and just stared at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng saw that his attitude was so sincere, so he slowly put down his chopsticks, "For Brother Chen's sake, I'll just say a few words, it's up to you whether you want to listen or not."

Chen Qiushan nodded hastily, "Say what you say."

Ye Feng glanced at the painting again, "The fabrication technique of this fake is indeed very clever, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find the problem..."

Pang Daqian immediately sneered, "It is difficult for ordinary people to find problems, but you have found problems, don't you just want to say that you are not an ordinary person?"

Ye Feng shut up immediately and didn't want to say any more.

Chen Qiushan hurriedly took over the conversation, "But many experts have verified that the inscriptions and seals on it are all real, including the seals of many famous collectors on it, and they are all real."

Ye Feng smiled faintly, "That's why I said that this fake is very clever, because only the signature and seal of this painting are real, and the rest are fake." Seven

Pang Daqian immediately burst out laughing, "Don't you feel contradictory? Which inscription seal is real and others are fake? Either it's real or it's fake. This is the first time I've heard of a Paintings are both real and fake."

Chen Qiushan glared at him, then continued to look at Ye Feng, "Brother Ye, I'm a little confused. What is signature and seal? Are the others fake?"

Ye Feng curled his lips, "To put it plainly, this painting is spliced ​​together, only the inscription and seal are Zheng Banqiao's own, and the rest are spliced ​​together."

"what?"

Although Chen Qiushan felt it was unbelievable, he still took out a small magnifying glass from his body and leaned in front of the painting to watch it carefully.

Pang Daqian didn't continue to taunt this time, but leaned forward curiously.

But the two of them stared at the painting for a long time, but they didn't see why.

Even under a magnifying glass, the whole painting still has no stitching marks.

"Hmph, Old Chen, do you really believe that this kid is talking nonsense? Do you really think we are idiots who don't understand anything? If this painting is spliced, how can we not see any traces of splicing?"

Pang Daqian didn't see any problem, and continued to sneer.

Ye Feng is too lazy to say a word now, and continues to eat his own food. Anyway, he has said what should be said, and whether he listens or not is none of his business.

Chen Qiushan glanced back at him, and after pondering for a while, he immediately took out his mobile phone, contacted several appraisers from Sotheby's auction house, and asked them to come to the hotel immediately.

If someone else said such a thing, he would just listen to it as a joke.

But since these words came from Ye Feng's mouth, he couldn't help being careless.

Pang Daqian has completely lost his patience, "Old Chen, we are old friends for many years, I listened to this kid talking nonsense for so long because of your face."

"Give me a word now, will you accept this order? If you don't accept it, I will go to another auction house."

Chen Qiushan quickly apologized, "Old Pang, please be safe and don't be impatient. My people will come over soon, and we will make another appraisal for the last time. If there is no problem, I will help you arrange the auction right away."

Da Daqian gritted his teeth, "Okay, for your sake, I'll bear it one more time."

"I'd like to see how some people's faces are swollen after the final appraisal results come out?"

Said, glanced at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng just smiled and continued to eat.

…

Chen Qiushan's people arrived very quickly, there were five people in total, all of them were elderly people over fifty or sixty years old.

"I'm really sorry that I asked everyone to come so late, and I will treat everyone to dinner after I finish my work."

Chen Qiushan bowed to them with some embarrassment.

One of the old men with a gray goatee had a puzzled expression on his face, "Mr. Chen, hasn't Mr. Pang's painting been appraised?"

"Everyone agrees that it is undoubtedly authentic, so how can we verify it?"

Before Chen Qiushan could speak, Pang Daqian at the side immediately said in a strange way: "Boss Ye said that this painting is fake, let's re-identify it."

The old man glanced at Ye Feng who was eating vegetables next to him, and frowned, "Fake? Impossible! Several of our calligraphers and painting appraisers agreed that it was Zheng Banqiao's authentic work. How could it be fake?"