God-level baby daddy system

So no matter how much Zhou Jin quibbles, Zhang Qipeng feels that he is just a grasshopper after autumn.

Anyway, it is absolutely impossible for Zhou Jin to win this competition.

According to what Zhou Jin said, Mo Lao on the opposite side quickly took a strong flashlight and shone it from the top of the cup.

In fact, he had given up any hope at first, and being able to do this was just to give Zhou Jin some face.

It's just that the moment he took the photo, the whole person suddenly froze in place!
"This...how is this possible?"

Mo Lao stared wide-eyed, looking at the bottom of the cup as if he had seen a ghost. After hearing Mo Lao's words, everyone around them stared at him intently, completely unclear why Mo Lao showed such an expression .

In fact, the reason is very simple, because Mr. Mo found a signature at the bottom of the cup!And it's not in the center of the bottom of the cup, it's at the junction of the bottom of the cup and the body of the cup, if you don't look carefully, you won't find it at all.

There is one word written on this signature, wind!

And it's not traditional Chinese, it's modern Chinese.

Now that there is this word, it is very obvious that this thing is definitely not a product of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties.

Because no matter how advanced the current technology is, it is impossible to print this word on the bottom of the cup without flaws. The only possibility is that it has been printed before manufacturing.

Old Mo's eyes were fixed on the bottom of the cup. After a long silence, he finally came to his senses, and quickly waved to the two old men beside him.

"Look, there's a signature here!"

After Mo Lao finished speaking, everyone in the audience started buzzing like mosquitoes.

"What did he just say? There's a signature underneath! Isn't this a fucking joke?"

"Fuck! Could it be that this thing is fake? Are you kidding me!"

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When everyone in the audience questioned, Zhang Qipeng's face changed suddenly, and his lips twitched slightly, as if he had eaten shit.

His brows were already wrinkled into a Sichuan shape, and he stared at Zhou Jin in front of him.

"Are you fucking kidding! How could I miss it! That's an antique! That's an antique from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties!"

After saying this, Zhang Qipeng seemed to have realized something suddenly, and hurried to Mo Lao's side, and pointed at him.

"I advise you to speak with your conscience, old professor! Are you kidding me? You just told me that this is a good thing! It's a good thing from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, why did it suddenly change It's done like this!"

The corner of the old professor's mouth twitched slightly, and then he spread his hands out of the way, and it could be seen that the old professor was very happy at this moment.

"Hehe... I'm really sorry, Mr. Zhang, I was really old and blind just now, so I didn't recognize it as a counterfeit product, haha... This is indeed my fault! But I can't be ignorant of my conscience, right? The stuff is indeed fake!"

After saying this, Mr. Mo chuckled, and Zhang Qipeng was blown away when he saw this scene.

Then this guy walked up to Mr. Mo step by step, and at this moment, Mr. Mo handed the thing to Zhang Qipeng.

From Mo Lao's actions, it can be seen that he was very precious just now, he was afraid of melting in his mouth, and afraid of losing it in his hands.

But now he handed it to Zhang Qipeng casually, and Zhang Qipeng held the tripod cup in his hand. Obviously, this guy also saw the leaf at the bottom!

After Zhang Qipeng saw this word, this guy... his whole face turned purple and green as if he had eaten shit.

In the industry of antique appreciation, facts speak louder than words. If the fake is not engraved with this word on the innermost part, it is obvious that no one can tell the difference.

It's just that this is everyone's professional ethics... Besides, if there is no way to prove the fake, and then use it to confuse the real one, it is obviously illegal.

After seeing this scene, Zhang Qipeng clenched his fists tightly, then clenched his teeth, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Mo Lao.

"Are you joking with me? Why didn't you just say it! Why did you deliberately humiliate me!"

But Mr. Mo has an innocent expression on his face, and he is also a leader in this industry after all, and even if he abandons his status as a professor, he is Zhang Qipeng's elder anyway, but this guy's words are a bit too much.

Mo Lao's lips twitched slightly, and then he spoke softly to Zhang Qipeng.

"Can you stop joking? I don't need to be joking with you kid. I apologize to everyone in the audience for the wrong judgment I made just now. It is indeed my fault! But it is indeed not my intention, I I never wanted to make fun of anyone's dignity."

After saying the last sentence, Mo Lao stared at Zhang Qipeng in front of him, and Zhang Qipeng's face was extremely ugly.

He nodded emphatically.

"OK!……"

After saying this, Zhang Qipeng was about to step down, but at this moment, Zhou Jin stopped him.

Zhang Qipeng raised his head subconsciously, especially when he saw Zhou Jin, his face turned green instantly.

He clenched his fist tightly, gritted his teeth, and said to Zhou Jin word by word.

"Today's matter! Let's settle it first, and I will settle it with you later."

After saying this, Zhang Qipeng was about to leave, but at this juncture, Zhou Jin grabbed his arm suddenly.

Zhang Qipeng frowned slightly, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhou Jin, but who knew that Zhou Jin smiled at him, that smile looked extremely bright.

"Don't worry, I said Young Master Zhang... Can you stop joking, did you forget one thing?"

After Zhou Jin finished speaking, everyone in the audience came to their senses and roared loudly.

"It's just... Did you forget one thing! You lost this game, kneel down and bark like a dog!"

"That's right! What the hell are you waiting for? Could it be that you want to go back on your word?"

At this moment, Zhang Qipeng's face looked extremely ugly, and an embarrassing smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.

It's just that he spoke softly to Zhou Jin, and his voice was extremely low.

"Let's forget about today's matter. In exchange... I will never target you again in the future. How about it?"

But Zhou Jin shook his head with a smile.

"I'm really sorry, I'm just a sausage seller. I really can't hold the current scene. So many people want to watch your performance. If they can't see it, wouldn't it be too cruel?"

After saying this, Zhou Jin stared at Zhang Qipeng with a harmless face...