That's a rather sarcastic remark.

Cat shook her head. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I won't refuse. I just want to say that my appraisal results today are all correct. That cattle herding picture is also genuine."

Kang Jiao immediately said, "Impossible. I've seen the real thing. Would I joke about something like this? You can search the transaction records of Donghuang Auction House now and find the real 'Cattle Herding' painting."

Despite Kang Jiao's certainty, Maomao remained unfazed. She said, "I didn't say that the cattle herding picture at Donghuang Auction House was fake. I just said that this cattle herding picture is real."

Top-tier painters use bold and powerful brushstrokes that penetrate the paper. When combined with a skilled mounter, they can peel back the layers of a painting, sometimes up to three layers depending on the thickness of the Xuan paper, and each layer is almost identical.

The ink on this painting is relatively light, which is not a forgery, but rather indicates it was painted on a lower layer.

These words caused an uproar in the audience!

Chen Doudou was already immersed in the pride of "her boss being omnipotent". She felt that the cat was talking in a foreign language. All she could say was "Holy crap".

"As expected of the boss..." Chen Doudou said admiringly.

Shan Xingwen just smiled.

Chen Doudou turned her head to look at Shan Xingwen and saw that gratified and slightly proud smile again, which puzzled her for a moment.

"It seems that Miss Jiu has truly made zero mistakes, and she is undoubtedly the rightful new president!"

"It was all worth seeing such a wonderful appraisal today!"

With that, it was a foregone conclusion that Maomao would become the president of the antique dealers' association, and all the members of the association came to congratulate her.

Cat just gave a brief reply and then slipped away to find Mu Jin.

Mu Jin leaned against the booth, standing leisurely. Quite a few people were eager to strike up a conversation, but in the end, they all backed down. Mu Jin gave off a feeling of being too aloof.

Cat walked over and stood proudly in front of Mu Jin. "Now, I'm your president."

Mu Jin looked at her and said, "Please take care of me, Mr. Jiu."

The cat generously replied, "Don't worry, I'll definitely take good care of you!"

...

Kang Jiahui is now completely flustered. Originally, she invited Maomao over to redeem herself and even brought in entertainment reporters. If things had gone according to plan, she could not only have become the president today, but also become famous by beating Maomao!

But to her utter surprise, the reality was completely the opposite! It was like picking up a sesame seed and losing a watermelon! No, she didn't even get the sesame seed!

Kang Minghui said angrily, "The Antique Dealers Association is a huge resource! Jiaojiao, I had such high hopes for you! And you let some upstart, Jiu Maomao, snatch the chairmanship from you! Do you know how much of a blow this is to Kang?"

Kang Jiao gritted her teeth and said guiltily, "I know, Uncle, it's all my fault."

Kang Minghui turned around and said, "It's too late to say anything now. Remember this lesson and be more careful with your underhanded tactics in the future! Don't make a move unless you're absolutely sure you can handle me!"

Kang Minghui knew perfectly well that Kang Jiao was actually trying to capitalize on Jiu Maomao's popularity.

Kang Jiao nodded, "I understand, Uncle. So what do we do now? Are we really just going to let it go like this?"

Kang Minghui remained silent, his face grim. He had been running the antique dealers' association for eight years; how could he possibly be willing to lose it all at once?

"Hmph, of course we can't let it go like this," Kang Minghui said. "I'll say it again, this is H City. The Kang family will absolutely not allow it. Jiu Maomao is just a celebrity. How much trouble can she cause in H City?"

As long as Mu Jin isn't the president, everyone else is fine. You don't need to worry about it; I'll take care of it.

Kang Jiao was slightly distracted. The only person her uncle was wary of was Mu Jin, but the only person she admired was also Mu Jin. She always felt that only someone with Mu Jin's family background and demeanor was worthy of her, Kang Jiao.

Kang Minghui suddenly turned around and looked at Kang Jiao, saying, "Jiaojiao, you should get to know Young Master Song better. He can make you shine in the entertainment industry, and his wealth is no less than Mu Jin's. If you can get to know him, it will definitely be a great help to the Kang family."

Kang Jiao hesitated.

Kang Minghui's tone changed, and he said sternly, "Indecisiveness will not accomplish great things! Jiaojiao, don't disappoint your uncle again!"

Kang Jiao composed herself and said, "Okay, Uncle."

Kang Minghui was finally satisfied.

...

After the assessment was completed, Song Sifan did not stay at the venue because he received a phone call and had to leave.

As he was leaving, he looked around and saw the two people who seemed like a perfect couple, Mu Jin and Maomao.

Holding his phone, he thought to himself, "Cat really favors Mu Jin."

His phone rang again. He swiped to answer and put it to his ear. A frantic voice immediately came through the receiver, "Brother, where are you? Didn't you say your flight was at seven? Where have you been gallivanting off to? I can't take it anymore!"

"Could you please understand that I'm still a hot-blooded student and stop making me participate in such provocative occasions?"

It was Song Ci, and her voice was quite loud.

He was at a bikini party, which was originally intended to welcome Song Sifan back to China, but the person in question was two or three hours late.

Song Sifan calmly replied, "I didn't ask you to abstain from sex."

Song Ci, however, spoke in a very serious tone with an unserious "ya che" accent, "This is a matter of my own principles! I have someone in my heart, and I must remain chaste."

Song Sifan didn't seem curious about whether Song Ci was 'chaste'. He said, "I'm going over now. By the way, was Jiu Maomao's studio specially approved by you in my name?"

Song Ci immediately perked up, "Yes, why are you asking this?"

Song Sifan said, "It's nothing, just send me Jiu Maomao's announcement form."

"I..." Song Ci was about to say he didn't, but then he realized that such a lie wouldn't fool his brother, otherwise his brother wouldn't have brought it up. He changed the subject and said, "I'll send it to you later... Why are you suddenly concerned about Sister Cat?"

Song Sifan didn't explain and hung up the phone directly.

He looked back again. "President Jiu, please take care of me."