"What?"

Hearing Xiao Zhan’s words, the Huang family was shocked.

Is this a fake?

He doesn't want to even have 150 yuan?

sky!

Is he insulting Yida?

"You fucking fart!" Lin Yida blushed and furious, jumping up and down, looking like an explosion, pointed at Xiao Zhan's nose and cursed: "This tiger's look back picture was sold by me several months ago at Christie's Auction in France."

"And, on the picture of the tiger looking back, there are many inscriptions by famous masters of the Ming and Qing dynasties, and many stamps by Emperor Qianlong."

"The most important thing is that this picture of the tiger's look back was taken by a descendant of a French general to auction."

"The descendant of that general, his ancestors were one of the robbers who robbed the first garden of our Dragon Kingdom. Obviously, this picture of the tiger was collected by the royal family and was stolen to France by the robbers. Now his descendants are short of money and are auctioned. The absolute authentic works are probably fakes?"

"The fuck you tell me, how could this be a fake?"

These words made the Huang family, who had originally not believed that this was a fake, even more convinced that this picture of the tiger's look back is definitely not a fake!

"You are poor, what can you understand?" Lin Yida's mother Huang Mengling despised Xiao Zhan and said proudly: "My son is only 27 years old. He relies on playing finance. He used the 100 million I gave. In just a few years, he has increased dozens of times. He has become the youngest rich man in the Qinling Mountains, with a net worth of 6 billion!"

"My son is so rich, so he loved him when he got young. He grew up and had a promising future. How could he buy a fake product for his grandparents?"

"Besides, 15 million US dollars is an astronomical figure for you, but for my son, it's just a little pocket money. You can buy gifts for your grandparents with pocket money, and you can buy fakes?"

"So, don't look at the rich with the eyes of the poor, as that will only make you worthless!"

"That's it!" said the cousin's wife: "It's not wrong to be poor, it's not wrong to hate the rich, it's wrong to you. You are incompetent and idle. You buy a gift in plastic bags, which is only about a hundred yuan. You think everyone is like you, and you only give a cheap item worth about a hundred yuan!"

Other people from the Huang family also started to sarcastically sarcasticly at Xiao Zhan.

Lin Yida felt happy when she heard it.

In fact, the picture of the tiger looking back is a fake!

Although he has a good fortune of 6 billion, he costs 100 million for a painting, and 100 million out of 6 billion. Although he still has 5.9 billion, he will never spend it in his life.

But he is an investment company. He doesn't spend 100 million yuan. He will throw it into the stock market for a few years. Maybe 100 million yuan will become one billion, or even more. How can he be willing to spend 100 million yuan to buy gifts and give two old men?

So I made a sub-fake.

He firmly believes that rich people like him will be worth millions of dollars when they give beautiful anchors a reward. Even if they buy fakes, they will think they are genuine.

Just like rich people wearing fakes, people think they are real, poor people wearing reals, people think they are fakes, but by the same token, spending thousands of yuan and pretending to be hundreds of millions of yuan, how shameful is it?

As it turned out, his idea was right. Everyone thought it was the real thing. Only Xiao Zhan said it was a fake, which annoyed him. Isn't this a demolition?

"This is really a fake." Xiao Zhan said without any face: "I have seen the authentic product at a rich man's house. It's exactly the same as this one. If I guess correctly, it's just a printed product."

The words fell.
Chapter completed!