"Okay, thank you for your confirmation, Director Luo... Next time I go to Kyoto, I'll definitely go have a drink with you... Okay, I'll definitely invite that guy Yan Ming along too, and I won't let him stand us up again... Okay... Take care of yourself... Goodbye."

Murong Tianyi put down his cell phone, and everyone's eyes became more eager.

"President Murong, what did Director Luo say?" Zuo Jiangtao nervously asked what everyone was thinking.

"Hmm~"

Murong Tianyi deliberately murmured something ambiguous, which made everyone's heart rise to their throat. The atmosphere in the whole place was so solemn that it seemed as if everyone was waiting for the announcement of the end of the world.

He propped his chin with his hand, lowered his head, and his gold-framed glasses perfectly blocked the color of his eyes, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

Everyone wanted to ask urgently, but did not dare to disturb them rashly.

Only Gong Yu saw the cunning look in Murong Tianyi's eyes. The corners of her mouth twitched violently and her fingers moved slightly. She really wanted to slap Murong Tianyi's handsome face.

Why is this guy so mean and deserves a beating?

Just when many people thought that Murong Tianyi had received bad news and that Gong Yu was indeed lying, Murong Tianyi suddenly raised his head and revealed a brilliant smile, like falling pear blossoms.

"Director Luo said that the museum does have a blue and white bowl with a Buddhist scripture depicting Guanyin Bodhisattva from the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, and..." At this point, he looked at Gong Yu approvingly and said, "It's exactly the same as what Gong Yu described."

He was now very curious about how Gong Yu knew that there was this collection in the museum.

He absolutely didn't believe that Gong Yu had really been there.

What an interesting, bold and mysterious girl!

She is also very beautiful.

Just as his old man said, this girl is very much to his liking.

As soon as Murong Tianyi said this, everyone was shocked.

All eyes, in unison, fell on Gong Yu with all kinds of expressions, which were complicated and difficult to understand.

"Has Gong Yu really been to Kyoto?"

"She's so young, how did she get there?"

"That's not the point. The point is that Zhang Tieyun is finished."

"How pitiful! Not only did he become a laughing stock in public, but he also lost his ancestral Jinbaoxuan. He won't even be able to face his ancestors when he dies!"

"Isn't Zhang Tieyun going to become a pauper?"

Zhang Tieyun listened to the discussions of the crowd with a pale face. His head seemed to be buzzing with millions of flies. His heart was so tight that he could hardly breathe. His hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably. Cold sweat was dripping from every pore. When the wind blew, he felt so cold that he felt desperate.

After a long while, he stared at the blue and white porcelain bowl in Gong Yu's hand in disbelief, his eyes dazed.

Suddenly, as if stimulated by something, he rushed forward like a madman, roaring in despair, reached out to grab the porcelain bowl, and smashed it to the ground.

The sound of shattering seemed to ring in my ears and in my heart.

This is the sound of his broken heart!

"Boss Zhang, although this blue and white porcelain bowl is just an imitation, it is finely crafted and has a history of hundreds of years. It should be no problem to buy it for one or two thousand yuan."

Gong Yu's indifferent voice was like another stab in Zhang Tieyun's heart.

"That's right!" Zuo Yunfeng followed suit and added, "Zhang Tieyun, you've already lost. All the things in Jinbaoxuan belong to my brother Yu! The broken bowl you just smashed also belongs to my brother Yu. You have to pay my brother Yu several thousand yuan as compensation for this!"