My wife participated in the show, my private house money was exposed

Chapter 27 The Imperial Capital Auction House!
In addition to Kong Shao, several young and old testified online that the watch at Murong Wan'er's house was a fake.

The facts seem to be clear.

At this time, the staff of the program group were all shocked.

No one expected that this live broadcast would blow up a big guy like Kong Shao.

They are somewhat happy and somewhat worried.

The joy is that the arrival of Kong Shao and others directly pushed the whole show to its peak.

What is sad is that Kong Shao directly fired at the program group, making the program group lose face.

Originally, Yu Guoqiang was very confident in his own judgment.

Although, with common sense analysis, no one will spend 100 billion to buy so many watches.

But he also believes that the terrifying identity of Murong Wan'er's husband cannot be analyzed with common sense.

But at this time, facing the comments of the rich second generation, Yu Guoqiang wavered.

After all, these rich second generations are the professionals when it comes to playing with cars and watches.

Soon, Yu Guoqiang discussed with the other four ace investigators, and said to Murong Wan'er: "Sorry, ma'am, these watches are indeed counterfeit. I misread it just now..."

It was extremely difficult for Yu Guoqiang to say these words.

As an old criminal police officer and an old expert, it really hurts my heart to slap myself in the face.

"Old Yu's face is really slapped."

"They found hundreds of millions of private money before, but Yu Lao found a bunch of fakes!"

"It's pity for the heavens to see it. The fame in the old life will be ruined in one day."

"Hey, Young Master Kong treats an old comrade like this, it doesn't show martial ethics."

……

"Sorry, ma'am, I was wrong..."

Yu Guoqiang apologized again, and handed over the Patek Philippe to Murong Wan'er.

Murong Wan'er giggled and said, "It's okay, Mr. Yu, these are fakes, the real ones can't be fake, and the fake ones can't be real."

Seeing Murong Wan'er's reaction, everyone was moved again.

Hundreds of limited edition collector's watches.

Fakes of hundreds of famous watches.

The two are simply worlds apart.

Ordinary people face the huge gap between front and back, and they will inevitably lose their psychological balance due to the strong impact.

But Murong Wan'er is so indifferent, such a normal heart is very rare.

Even, enough to make people awe-inspiring.

……

And this time.

Imperial Auction House.

China's largest auction house.

Even on the stage of the whole world, the Imperial Capital Auction House has a pivotal position.

Although it was the weekend, the Imperial Capital Auction House was working normally.

Because there will be a large number of auction items every day, the auction will be carried out from here.

Especially for commodities that involve cross-border auctions, they usually choose to be auctioned at the Imperial Capital Auction House.

The reason is simple, here is the authority.

at this time.

Lin Ziyue, the daughter of the president of the auction house, was watching the program "Challenge of Private Money" on her mobile phone.

Seeing the wonderful place, she couldn't help laughing.

The president of the auction house, Lin Ziyue's father, Lin Shiyuan came over.

"What's the matter, so happy?"

Lin Shiyuan got a daughter when he was old, and he does not love this daughter in general.

Lin Ziyue said: "Dad, I'm watching a show about searching private houses for money. It's quite interesting. Just now, the rich second generations from more than a dozen places were blown up."

Lin Shiyuan had no interest in such programs at all, but he still followed his daughter's words and said, "What happened?"

With that said, he walked up to his daughter and looked at the live broadcast on his phone.

He happened to see Yu Guoqiang holding the Patek Philippe and handing it to Murong Wan'er.

When he saw this watch, a scene that shocked him a few years ago suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

There was a sudden bang in his brain, as if he was being bombarded crazily by countless thunders!

(End of this chapter)