Fake painting?

Everyone looked at Han Jianfeng in surprise.

"fart!"

"I spent more than 300,000 yuan to get this painting from a prodigal son."

"Look at how big and round the sun is, how blue and deep the sea is."

"I also asked several experts, including the famous Ghost Eye Master, all of which said it was true."

Seeing a group of relatives questioning him, Han Jianfeng felt his scalp blowing: "They all say it's worth more than three million."

"Why is it fake when it comes to your mouth?"

"Ye Fei, I want you to apologize, apologize immediately."

He looked harsh and weak: "Otherwise it's not over."

"That's right, you can eat randomly, and you can't talk randomly."

Tang Fenghua also looked contemptuous: "You are a family man, what calligraphy and paintings do you know?"

The relatives who were shocked just now realized that they had been fooled by Ye Fei when they heard this.

How could he, a waste who was raised by the Tang family, understand these profound calligraphy and paintings?

If you are really capable, you don’t have to be a son-in-law to celebrate the joy.

"Ye Fei, if you don't understand, shut up and don't slander Jianfeng."

"Yes, don't look at what kind of person you are or what professional you are. Can you tell what is good or bad?"

"A person who can't even find a job is too embarrassed to say that calligraphy and paintings are fake?"

"Master Ghost Eye is the first person to appraise treasures. He said it seriously, that must be true."

The dozens of relatives all became restless and sarcastically ruthlessly at Ye Fei, with their voices particularly harsh.

Tang Ruoxue's pretty face was very embarrassing and she didn't even have the strength to scold her.

When will Ye Fei not be so useless?

She was exhausted.

Ye Fei's face remained calm: "Dad is an antique collector and has identified no-digital paintings."

"I'll let my dad take a look later, and you'll know if it's true or not."

Han Jianfeng's heart skipped a little, and hesitated for no reason.

In addition to Ye Fei's calmness, he also bought this painting not for 330,000 yuan, but for 30,000 yuan.

Although the other party repeatedly promised that it was true, he always felt that it was a bit illusory.

After all, it is too easy to pick up cheaply.

Now I feel a little more uneasy.

Is there really a problem with this painting?

"What's the point of arguing?"

At this time, a majestic woman came from the door and scolded: "What does it mean when it is a great day, what does it look like in the vegetable market?"

Lin Qiuling walked in with her husband Tang Sanguo.

A woman in her forties, but the years have not left too many traces on her face.

He has a beautiful appearance, white skin, and still has a feminine taste. If you don’t mention your age, you can easily be mistaken for being in your early thirties when you go outside.

It is rumored that Lin Qiuling was also a great beauty in China Sea when she was young, and her suitor could not count her hands and feet.

The appearance of the three sisters Tang Ruoxue inherited her.

However, she is a bold and domineering style and is the owner of a large clinic, so she is both a strong style both internally and externally.

Even Tang Sanguo obeyed her.

Therefore, as soon as Lin Qiuling came in, the audience was instantly quiet.

Han Jianfeng pointed at Ye Fei and complained: "Mom, it's not that I want to argue, it's Ye Fei's idiot who said the painting I bought for you was fake."

"Isn't this slandering my reputation?"

He looked aggrieved.

Ye Fei said lightly: "It was fake."

"Shut up, what do you know?"

Tang Ruoxue angrily pulled Ye Fei's sleeves and said, "Don't embarrass you, okay?"
Chapter completed!