Super villain: activate the system, humiliate the heroine at the beginning

Xie Mingyu didn't pay attention to Lu Yun's expression at all, and still said to himself: "Since the name is correct, then this painting shouldn't be fake, right?"

The store owner and Lu Yun were full of black lines upon hearing this.

Unexpectedly, there are still people who use names to judge the authenticity of paintings...

For a while, the shop owner didn't know what to say. He couldn't even lie to such a fool!

"Hey, what are you still doing standing there? Hurry up and help me take a look, I think this portrait is real, what do you think?" Xie Mingyu shouted to Lu Yun.

Lu Yun came over and took a look.

In fact, he didn't even need to look at this painting to know it was fake. In this kind of place, there are almost zero authentic Tang Bohu works. After all, Tang Bohu's works are either in museums, in the hands of big collectors, or in large auctions. OK.

However, he had already made up his mind to use this painting to make a big fuss.

Ever since, Lu Yun pretended to watch seriously.

"Boss, I can tell you that my friend is a top student in the Department of Archeology of Dongyang University. He can tell at a glance whether your stuff is real or not. Don't lie to us."

Lu Yun looked at the painting, Xie Mingyu said to the boss.

Hearing what Xie Mingyu said, the boss was even happier. He turned out to be a poor student...

"Don't worry, this young master. Although I dare not say that the things here are 90.00% authentic, but [-]% are genuine, I can guarantee it!"

"This little brother looks very talented. If this painting is lucky enough to go home with the young master, I will thank you little brother for this painting!"

The store owner gave Lu Yun a meaningful look, and inadvertently showed his two fingers.

Lu Yun naturally understood.

The boss was secretly sending a signal to him, telling him that if Xie Mingyu could buy this painting, he could share [-]% of the profit!
This is a secret in the antique industry, and merchants and appraisers have such codes.

The reason why the shop owner dared to release the signal so boldly was because he saw the gap between Lu Yun and Xie Mingyu.

These two people are not on the same level at all, so naturally they can't talk about any friends. Most likely, Lu Yun was hired by Xie Mingyu to watch things.

Moreover, with Lu Yun dressed as a poor man, his [-]% share of the money is definitely a big sum.

"Well, the ink is old, the scroll is old, and the paper is from the Ming Dynasty..."

Lu Yun looked at the painting and secretly stretched out one of his palms, which meant he was bargaining with the shop owner.

Naturally, the shop owner would not agree easily, and then stretched out three fingers, and then four fingers.

However, Lu Yun never agreed, and still insisted on a [-]-[-] split, so the shop owner had no choice but to agree.

After all, whether this business can be concluded or not depends entirely on Lu Yun. As long as Lu Yun says the painting is fake, let alone [-]% at that time, he won't even earn a dime.

Seeing that the boss agreed, Lu Yun continued: "The seal is also real, and this painting looks almost indistinguishable. It should be Tang Bohu's authentic work."

"So it's true, that's great!"

Xie Mingyu patted the table excitedly, and asked, "Boss, how much is this painting?"

"Young master, Tang Bohu, you know that he is the first of the four famous talents. Last year, Jiashide auctioned off his works, and the starting price was more than 2000 million."

"Of course, we can't compare with others here. I'll just charge you 500 million for this painting."

The shop owner looked Xie Mingyu up and down, and he had already recognized that the young master in front of him was none other than the eldest young master of the Xie family, the biggest wealthy family in Dongyang.

The Xie family's assets are tens of billions, and a mere few million is nothing to him.

"Boss, you sold me for 500 million yuan? Didn't I take advantage of it?"

Xie Mingyu said in surprise.

"Young Master Xie, in fact, I have admired you for a long time. This painting is half sold and half free. Let's make friends and ask Master Xie to take care of you in the future."

The shop owner chuckled and directly revealed Xie Mingyu's identity.

"So this is ah……"

Xie Mingyu nodded and picked up the teacup on the table.

"Ouch!"

However, when he just touched the teacup, he didn't know whether it was because the water in the cup was too hot, or because of other reasons, his hands trembled.

The teacup was overturned and water was splashed on the painting.

"My painting!"

The store owner screamed.

"Fuck!"

Xie Mingyu was also shocked, and quickly reached out to wipe the water on the painting.

"do not want!"

The shop owner yelled again and hurriedly stopped him, but it was too late.

Xie Mingyu wiped the painting with his hand.

"Huh? Boss, what's going on?"

As his hand rubbed the painting a few more times, the colors on the painting fell off and merged instantly, turning into a mess of colors.

"Why is the painting still fading?" Xie Mingyu asked strangely.

At this time, the faces of Lu Yun and the shop owner had changed color.

"This... this..."

The owner of the store had a embarrassed expression, and he didn't know how to explain it at all.

There were other customers in the antique shop, and they were watching just now.

Most people who go into antique shops have some knowledge about antiques.

"Boss, you don't seem right? If this painting was painted by Tang Bohu, it would have been hundreds of years from the Ming Dynasty to the present, right?"

"This painting has been stored for hundreds of years, and when it touches water, how could the ink stains become like this?"

Xie Mingyu picked up the teacup again and took a sip.

He found that the eyes of the store owner and Lu Yun had become completely different.

Now, he doesn't look like the stupid son of a landlord's family, but looks like a shrewd little fox.

"Young Master Xie, the weather in the south is very humid recently, so it's normal for the ink on the painting to become like this when it comes into contact with water. Now you have made the painting like this, what do you want to do with it?"

The shop owner suddenly remembered the words of Tang Bohu fooling King Ning in the movie.

I rely on!

Xie Mingyu wanted to punch him. Does this guy really think of himself as a fool?
"You mean to make me responsible? I have to take the 500 million, don't you?"

Xie Mingyu was still drinking tea leisurely.

"Young Master Xie, your Xie family is the number one wealthy family in Dongyang. I believe you shouldn't ruin your reputation for a mere 500 million yuan, right?"

The shop owner was boasting about Xie's family, but behind the scenes he was aggressive.

"Well, it's really not worth it to ruin the reputation of our Xie family for a mere 500 million..."

Xie Mingyu tapped lightly on the table, as if thinking about it.

"Yeah, 500 million is just pocket money to you. Do you think you have settled the money?" The shop owner suddenly smiled.

Although the cost of counterfeiting this painting also cost a lot, compared with 500 million, it is nothing.

If Xie Mingyu is really willing to give 500 million, then he has made a lot of money!

Xie Mingyu still had a faint smile on his face, "Of course it's no problem, just give me your account number."

"Okay, good, young master Xie is the one who pays attention! I believe that if this news gets out, the reputation of the Xie family will definitely increase!" The shop owner was extremely excited.

Soon, Xie Mingyu got the account number provided by the shop owner.

Ding!
The store owner got the message.

However, when he saw the information clearly, he was instantly dumbfounded.

"This... 50 yuan?"

"Young Master Xie, did you make a wrong turn?"

The shop owner didn't understand what Xie Mingyu meant for a moment.

"Is it wrong?" Xie Mingyu raised his eyebrows, and the look in his eyes was meaningful.

"This……"

The shop owner was even more dumbfounded, his heart was beating wildly, and he was even a little nervous.

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid? How can there be authentic works of Tang Bohu in a shop like yours?"

"You still f**k me to say that it's the southern sky, the humidity is heavy, do you really think I'm a sand sculpture in a movie?"

Xie Mingyu grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it hard at the boss's feet.

"Master Xie, I..."

With a plop, the shop owner knelt down in front of Xie Mingyu.

It wasn't until now that he realized that Xie Mingyu knew everything from the beginning, and the appearance just now was just pretending.

It turned out that he was the clown...