Although Mr. Zhang is not as authoritative as Master Liu, he has also studied calligraphy and painting for many years.

If you want to develop in this aspect, even if your achievements are not as good as Master Liu, you will never be much worse.

Like the two pictures of the previous moon just now, who is real and who is fake is actually seen through.

But he chose not to say it.

Because he knew that this was unreasonable.

Once said, not only will the Zhang family’s reputation be damaged, but it will also make their own family unable to get out of office.

But if you don’t say it, you will feel wronged Su Guang.

The old man felt very difficult to deal with. After measuring for a while, he decided to sacrifice Su Guang.

Anyway, Su Guang's family is used to it, so if they don't work, they will compensate them well.

That's what Mr. Zhang planned.

However...Lin Yang quit!

His words seemed to be admitting his conscience, but in fact he wanted to tear down Mr. Zhang's position!

If you say that the painting is indeed fake, then return it, but the problem is... the painting is real!

Gu Kaizhi’s authentic works!

How could I return it?

That would have cost the old man his life?

But if you refuse... wouldn't it hit Lin Yang's thoughts? It makes people suspicious?

Give Song Hong what pair to Lin Yang?

Not bad, it’s useless to have this Old Man Liu here.

He had seen the original works, and if he gave Song Hong's works, they would definitely be exposed, and the situation would be even more ugly.

When did this brat become so cunning...

Mr. Zhang remained silent, but his old eyes were staring at Lin Yang secretly.

"Tsk, a fake painting is like anyone else. If you want to go back, I'll give it to you!" At this time, Cheng Ping snorted.

"That's right, grandpa, I know you feel sorry for your aunt and his family to accept this fake painting. But since Lin Yang is so ungrateful, you should just leave them alone and return the painting." Zhang Baoxu also snorted and laughed.

"They must have spent a lot of money to buy this fake product? Are they going to take it back and return it?"

"Hahaha..."

There is constant laughter.

Mr. Zhang was originally silent, but as these people persuaded him became more and more fierce, his face became increasingly ugly.

Master Liu is a personal genius. When he heard what people around him said, he immediately understood some clues.

"Brother Zhang, it seems that your Zhang family doesn't like this little brother's paintings, so please return the paintings!" said Master Liu.

"Brother Liu, is this our family business? Don't get involved." Mr. Zhang frowned.

"I can't stand it anymore. What is your identity? Is it a fake product? That's not the same?"

"you..."

"Hurry up and go back." Master Liu smiled, he was waiting to see.

"Retreat?" Old Master Zhang glared at his eyes and said angrily: "Don't retreat, no retreat! I will not retreat!"

He looks a bit rogue.

Seeing this, people were confused.

When Master Liu saw this, he became anxious: "Why are you like this? Your Zhang family looks down on other people's fakes and is tyrannical and refuses to retreat? What do you mean?"

Zhang Kun, Ren Ai and others were completely confused.

Zhang Songhong frowned secretly, feeling something was wrong.

"What's your business about my Zhang family? Old Man Liu, let me tell you, come and drink, I welcome you, come and take care of my family affairs, you can get out of here!" Old Mr. Zhang shouted directly.

"Oh, Lao Zhang, I'll call you "Brother" to give you face. Do you really think you are? If it weren't for your birthday today, I would have been angry long ago. Don't think I'm afraid of you!"

"You...you..."

"Old Zhang! You really think I don't know the little bit of your heart! I'm afraid you've known that what others gave me was the original! You just pretended to be stupid and wanted to keep your son's face, right?" Master Liu spoke again.

This sentence was like a knife, stabbing into the hearts of Zhang Songhong and others.

Ren Ai, Zhang Baoxu and others looked pale.

Zhang Kun and his group were as if they were struck by lightning.

The guests were stunned and stunned.

"How is that possible?"

Zhang Songhong gritted his teeth and suddenly stepped forward and said, "Uncle Liu, are you making a mistake? How could that look on Lin Yang be the original one? It is obvious that what I asked for is the original one."

"Where did you ask for it?" Master Liu looked at Zhang Baoxu.

"The black market, bought it from a man named Meng Sixiang!" Zhang Baoxu whispered.

"No wonder." Master Liu shook his head: "Your face is fake."

"Why?" Zhang Baoxu didn't believe it anymore.

"It's very simple. Because the Meng Sixiang you mentioned was just arrested, I received the news that he was detained for suspected fraud and fraud. Moreover, the news about Jiangcheng's last month's picture was spread by him. He deliberately attracted people from other places to Jiangcheng, and then sold you a batch of fakes that had been placed in advance! You were completely deceived by him."

"Impossible!!" Zhang Baoxu roared, crazy.

"Don't believe it? Okay, go and bring the paintings of you two and I will identify them in public! Who is true and who is false? I will analyze them with reasonable and evidence to ensure that you are convinced!" Master Liu said confidently.

"Okay!" Zhang Songhong gritted his teeth and agreed directly.

But at this moment, Mr. Zhang said hoarsely: "No need!"

"Dad!" Zhang Songhong looked at Mr. Zhang dumbly.

But the old man stuttered his lower lip and said lightly: "The pair sent by A Guang... is true..."

"What?"

Zhang Songhong and his family were completely stunned.

The guests at the audience were also confused.

"Grandpa, this...it's impossible...My...it's impossible..." Zhang Baoxu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, shivered in panic.

"When Meng Sixiang was arrested, it cannot prove anything. A person who sells fake goods has no regulations that he cannot sell real goods." Zhang Songhong still wanted to persist.

"But the one you use...the paper used is different. The Eastern Jin Dynasty...but there is no paper like you..." The old man sighed.

Zhang Songhong had nothing to say in an instant.

The atmosphere in the banquet hall is extremely strange.

Mr. Zhang's sons were all surprised.

Su Guang and Zhang Qingyu were also stunned.

"Really...authentic? A Guang, we...is the original one?" Zhang Qingyu shivered a little while speaking.

"What's going on?" Su Guang couldn't react.

"A Guang, Qingyu, come here!" the old man shouted.

Su Guang and Zhang Qingyu immediately froze and hurried forward.

"Dad!" the two shouted at the same time.

The old man looked at the two of them with his eyes carefully, then sighed and said, "Qingyu, A Guang, I am very happy that you can give me such a gift. You must have spent a lot of effort, right? You are determined. It is actually not easy to do what you did just now. I hope you can forgive me, you... are wronged..."

"How could it be?"

"Dad, you are so polite!"

The two were flattered and said quickly.

"You guys sit here and I'll be with me later. I haven't talked to your family for a long time!" The old man said indifferently.

As soon as these words fell, everyone around them changed their colors.

Especially Zhang Songhong.

"Dad! This..." He hurriedly stepped forward and shouted.

But the old man immediately raised his hand and signaled him not to say anything.

"Come on." The old man smiled.

"Yes, dad!"

Zhang Qingyu's eyes were a little wet.
To be continued...