Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

What's the situation, there is a mezzanine! "

The sharp-eyed treasure appraiser noticed the abnormality and immediately leaned over.

I saw that the painting was cut open, and there was a thin piece of paper in the gap.

"There really is something, there is something in this painting!"

Bai Yangyang glanced at Qi Bei, Qi Bei tore the painting along the gap, and in the interlayer was a landscape painting!

Qi Bei unfolded the landscape map, and the audience was silent.

Suddenly, there was a scream!
"This... this is Tang Bohu's authentic work!!!"

A treasure appraiser who specializes in Tang Bohu stepped forward and looked at the painting carefully. At the end, his eyes were delighted: "It's true, it's true!"

"What, Tang Bohu's authentic work?"

Xia Xiang couldn't believe it, looking at the painting, his eyes suddenly changed.

The painting in front of me is exactly the same as Tang Bohu's authentic work recorded in history, no matter the details or the painting style, they are exactly the same!
"My God, as expected of King, he was able to see through that fake painting and find the real Tang Bohu. According to the current market price, this painting is worth at least tens of millions!"

"hiss--"

"As expected of Lord Zhan, with piercing eyes, you can see the authenticity at a glance!"

"For an authentic work worth tens of millions, Lord Zhan only spent a million... This is really a big profit!"

For a moment, everyone admired Zhan Beixiao's ability.

Even through a layer of fake paintings, the authentic ones can be found, which is enough to show that he has a daunting ability!

Jiang Xun opened his mouth: "..."

Damn it, Lord Zhan is so capable, why doesn't he know about it?

Zhan Beixiao stood in the middle of the crowd, and there was a flash of ridicule in his eyes: "Xia Xiang, is there anything else you want to say?"

Now that Xia Xiang sees the authentic painting of Tang Bohu, his stomach turns green with regret!

This painting was found out by himself.

I wanted Zhan Beixiao to suffer, but I didn't expect Zhan Beixiao to find the original work instead!

At this moment he could not say that he had found the painting.

He had no choice but to knock down his teeth and swallow his blood alive, reluctantly said: "Zhan Ye is wise, congratulations to Zhan Ye for finding the authentic Tang Bohu!"

These words sounded like gnashing of teeth.

Zhan Beixiao clicked his tongue, and suddenly smiled: "I can find this painting, thanks to Mr. Xia, if you didn't find this painting at the street stall, how could I get it?"

"By the way, Teacher Xia, do you want me to transfer the money you paid for this painting to you?"

Zhan Beixiao carried out his poisonous tongue to the end, and with a few words, it could be regarded as completely ruining Xia Xiang's reputation for many years!

Xia Xiang's face darkened in an instant, and what he had done was ruthlessly exposed.

The gazes from the people around were like a slap in the face, slapping him hard in the face, and he even wished he could dig a hole in place and bury himself in it!

"It turned out that Xia Xiang found this painting, so why didn't he find out that it was the real one?"

"Why else? I'm not capable enough!"

"Laughing, he always thought it was a fake painting and wanted to ruin Lord Zhan's reputation, but he was slapped in the face?"

"Tsk tsk tsk... Only Xia Xiang can do this by personally handing over the original work to Lord Zhan. If it were me, I would regret it!"

Xia Xiang trembled with anger when he heard these words.

But Zhan Beixiao didn't think it was enough, so he took a meaningful look at the Qilin chessboard.

"Mr. Xia, don't be too sad. Although you gave me Tang Bohu's original work, didn't I also sell my work to you?"

"????"

What do you mean?
What are his works?
Fu Xizhou keenly sensed that there was something in Zhan Beixiao's words, "Zhan Beixiao, what do you mean?"

Zhan Beixiao looked innocent: "Just now my fiancee made it very clear that the unicorn chessboard in your hand is fake..."

Fu Xizhou's face darkened instantly.

Xia Xiang's legs trembled.

Impossible, how could it be fake?
He has carefully identified it, how could it be fake?
When Jiang Zun heard Zhan Beixiao's words, an ominous premonition flashed in his heart.

He always felt that Lord Zhan seemed to have something to say!

Sure enough, the next second.

"Besides, I made the imitation!"

The indifferent male voice fell, with a bit of joking: "Thank you, Master Fu, for showing your love and spending a lot of money to buy my work. Thank you."

Hearing this, Fu Xizhou's eyes turned black: "Zhan Beixiao, you—"

"What's wrong with me, Master Fu, I told you that this is a fake. Let me tell you the truth, why are you so angry?"

Zhan Beixiao looked innocent, and every word he said pierced his heart.

When Fu Xizhou thought that he spent one billion to buy a fake, it was made by Zhan Beixiao!

He was so angry that he trembled all over, and backed up again and again.

"Zhan Beixiao, are you plotting against me on purpose?"

At this moment, he realized that he had been calculated.

When bidding just now, Zhan Beixiao was deliberately driving up the price, just for this moment!
How proud Fu Xizhou was before, how embarrassing he is now!
A handsome face flushed, wishing he could dig a hole in place and bury himself!
Xia Xiang couldn't believe it was a fake, so he checked it carefully.

"It can't be fake, there's no way—"

Seeing that he still refused to believe it, Zhan Beixiao laughed lowly: "Since Mr. Xia refuses to believe it, then I will grant you!"

He raised his hand, and Qi Bei behind him opened the suitcase he was carrying.

Once opened, it was full of checkerboard grids, and they were all imitations!
"Look, these are all imitations made by me. In fact, the imitation you photographed is something I made and threw away."

"The waste products made by Lord Zhan are regarded as treasures by you... Tsk tsk tsk, if this is me, how can I still have the face to stay here, hurry up and dig a hole to get in!"

Fu Xizhou was so angry that he almost fainted when Jiang Xun professionally made up the knife.

"The secret recipe of fragrance...is also fake?"

Zhan Beixiao raised his eyebrows, the answer was obvious.

He stared at Zhan Beixiao, angrily: "Zhan Beixiao, you dare to plot against me, you wait for me, let's go!"

After throwing down the harsh words, Fu Xizhou walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

Xia Xiang looked at the chessboard all over the floor, his legs were weak, and his face was ashen.

He didn't expect things to develop to this point. He wanted to plot against Zhan Beixiao, but he became the core of other people's plots!
This incident caused a great stir, and the reputation he had accumulated for decades was completely ruined!
The surrounding guests gasped when they saw this scene.

"Xia Xiang deserves it. He wanted to plot against Lord Zhan, but he didn't expect that he would be plotted against. Does this count as self-inflicted evil?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I bought a set of imitation products for a billion yuan. I feel distressed about it. I don't know if Fu Xizhou is in a good mood now?"

Amidst the discussion, Bai Yangyang took another look at Zhan Beixiao, and quietly left the banquet hall.

Looking at the imitations all over the floor, Jiang Xun realized something belatedly.

He was still curious before, what Qi Bei was doing with his suitcase, and he had planned it long ago when he co-authored it with Lord Zhan? ? ?

hiss--

Thinking about it this way, I am horrified!

Fu Xizhou walked out of the banquet hall, his handsome face was livid: "Destroy Xia Xiang immediately, hurry up."

Useless things can't even tell the truth from the fake, so what's the use of keeping them?

"Damn it, Zhan Beixiao dared to scheme against me, so he doesn't want to live anymore..."

Fu Xizhou was cursing.

Bai Yangyang followed behind, and when he heard that his mouth was so dirty, he took out an acupuncture bag from his pocket and hid in a secret place!

She took out two silver needles and moved her fingertips slightly.

In the next second, two silver needles pierced into the crook of Fu Xizhou's legs fiercely.

Hearing a bang, Fu Xizhou knelt directly on the ground.

"what!"

There was a crisp sound when the bone touched the floor!

There was a flash of light in Bai Yangyang's eyes, and then two silver needles pierced into his right hand!

In an instant, a piercing pain hit, and Fu Xizhou immediately pressed his right hand——

"Someone!"

"Quick, find it!"

The bodyguards searched all the way. Seeing that Fu Xizhou was in pain, Bai Yangyang quietly went back to the banquet hall.

As soon as he walked in, he was held by a pair of big hands——