"I'm sorry, Mr. Liu, we are definitely not on the same plane."

Su Ningshuang's father said with a smile.

Upon hearing what Su Ningshuang's father said, the bald man frowned.

"Why is Mr. Su so certain that we are not on the same plane?"

Who can say for sure about such things?

They're all going to Hangzhou, and they're all arriving at this time, so it's highly likely they're on the same plane.

The bald man didn't understand why Su Ningshuang's father said that.

"We're going to be on a private jet soon, a private jet that our future son-in-law prepared for us."

Su Ningshuang's father answered with a smile.

After saying that, Su Ningshuang's father left with his wife.

The bald man remained standing there, dumbfounded.

A private jet?!

He wanted to travel by private jet, and it was his son-in-law who had prepared the private jet for him.

this.......

The bald man was a little dazed.

What kind of son-in-law did the Su family find that has a private jet?

Private jets are considered a luxury even for many wealthy people.

Putting aside the price of a private jet, the annual maintenance and airport parking fees alone would cost a fortune.

Most importantly, private jets are used far too infrequently.

Sometimes, you might not use it even once every few months or half a year, so it's not cost-effective at all.

Only the truly wealthy would buy it.

Is the future son-in-law of the Su family really that capable?

"President Su, please wait a moment."

Thinking of this, the bald man immediately chased after Su Ningshuang's father, wanting to lower his stance and ease the tension between the two.

At noon, Ye Chen received a message from the captain, who informed him that Su Ning Shuang's parents had arrived safely in Hangzhou.

After the afternoon classes ended, Ye Chen returned to the Tan Palace Villa.

As Ye Chen parked his car, Old Zhou happened to walk over there.

"Xiao Chen, you're here! That's great! Can you do me a favor?"

Old Zhou spoke.

"Old Zhou, what's the matter?"

Ye Chen nodded, he was fine for the time being.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. Xiao Chen, aren't you very good at appraisal?"

"I want to buy a treasure, but I'm not sure if it's real, so I'd like you to appraise it."

Mr. Zhou explained.

Soon, Ye Chen and Old Zhou arrived at his villa.

Inside the villa at this moment, there was an elderly man with white hair dressed in a Tang suit and a middle-aged man wearing glasses.

"Old Zhou, is this the so-called appraisal master you invited?"

Seeing how young Ye Chen was, the white-haired old man couldn't help but ask Old Zhou.

"yes."

Old Zhou nodded.

That's true.

After confirming that Ye Chen was indeed the appraisal master, the white-haired old man couldn't help but shake his head.

Such a young appraisal master has limited skill and knowledge.

Beside him, the bespectacled man also frowned.

"Old Zhou, what do you need to be appraised?"

Ye Chen cut to the chase and asked.

"Xiao Chen, it's over there, that white seal with intertwined dragon knob from the Qianlong Emperor of the Qing Dynasty."

Old Zhou pointed to the treasures in the distance and explained.

"Old Zhou, there's no need for authentication; it's a fake."

Ye Chen glanced at it, but didn't even walk over. He simply stated his opinion.

"ah?"

Hearing Ye Chen say this, Old Zhou was stunned.

The white-haired old man and the bespectacled man were both stunned.

A fake, counterfeit?

"Is it fake?"

The white-haired old man was displeased and looked at the man with glasses.

"Young man, don't just spout off."

The bespectacled man couldn't sit still any longer and immediately retorted to Ye Chen.

This white imperial seal with intertwined dragon knob, issued by Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty, was obtained by him.

He is a well-known figure in the appraisal industry.

How could I possibly be mistaken or misled?

"You only glanced at it from afar, without even going over to examine it closely, and yet you declared it fake. Who gave you that confidence?"

The bespectacled man questioned Ye Chen:

"What evidence do you have to prove that this Qianlong imperial white seal with intertwined dragon knob is fake?"

Ye Chen's calm reply:

"It's very simple, because it really is in my house."

Ye Chen's words caused the entire room to fall silent.

This answer was unexpected by none of the people present.

The man with glasses, in particular, was completely dumbfounded.

He thought Ye Chen would analyze things from a professional perspective.

Ye Chen then asked, "Is it really at his house?"

Is this even possible?

How could he possibly refute this using his professional knowledge?

"Young friend, are you serious?"

The white-haired old man was skeptical.

"certainly."

Ye Chen nodded.

The items given out in the game can never be fake.

Moreover, Ye Chen had handled it last night; if it were fake, he would have discovered it long ago with his top-notch appraisal skills.

I don't believe it.

The bespectacled man said with conviction.

The white-haired old man was also skeptical, but among those present, only Old Zhou believed in Ye Chen.

"Xiao Chen, can we come to your house to admire it?"

"Old Zhou asked politely."

"Can."

Ye Chen nodded.

"Walk."

Ye Chen led the group to his villa.

As soon as he walked in, the bespectacled man noticed the painting "Boy with a Pipe" hanging in Ye Chen's living room from afar.

In an instant, the bespectacled man lost his composure.

The two elderly men were unfamiliar with the object, but the bespectacled man knew it quite well.

"Boy with a Pipe" is one of Picasso's masterpieces and a world-class painting.

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