He shouted angrily, "You bastard, how could someone of my status not have an admission ticket to a place like this?"

He felt deeply insulted and reached for his trouser pockets with trembling hands.

His body was trembling slightly; he was clearly furious.

A moment later, he pulled a beautiful black card from his pocket.

The card had the words "Invitation" printed in large gold lettering.

"Kid, open your eyes wide and take a good look. Is this an invitation from your Tang family?"

Tang Qianli showed no sign of anger and calmly reached out to take it.

I first touched the paper with my finger, then carefully observed the large gold-embossed characters, and then flipped it open to see the contents.

Judging from its appearance, this admission ticket is exactly the same as the one issued by the Tang family this time.

But soon, Tang Qianli and Qingchen's gaze paused, as if they had discovered something.

He then handed the admission ticket to Mr. Tang and whispered a few words in his ear.

Old Tang's muddled eyes flickered, and he glanced thoughtfully at Li Tai.

"Mr. Li, where did you get this admission ticket?"

"I bought it from a scalper," Li Tai said irritably.

"Hehe, I wonder which scalper you bought it from? Do you have their contact information?"

A six-figure ticket is bought from a scalper, unlike concert tickets where someone stands at the door soliciting customers and then disappears after the transaction.

The Tang Family Exhibition Hall can be said to be the most famous exhibition hall in the capital and even the whole of China, a hall-level venue chosen by the world's top masters.

Admission tickets have always been exorbitantly priced, and only the wealthy and famous can afford to attend.

Therefore, although the Tang family allows scalpers to exist, it is only to create a high-end image by raising prices.

Li Tai's eyes flickered, and his arrogance seemed to vanish instantly.

Bai Qianmo noticed his nervous expression and guessed that there must be something wrong with his admission ticket.

"Mr. Tang, is there a problem with this admission ticket?" someone in the crowd asked curiously.

Mr. Tang explained with a smile, "This admission ticket is not the one issued by our Tang Family Exhibition Hall."

"Nonsense, if you didn't issue it, who did? Do you think I need a fake admission ticket to get in?"

“Mr. Li, although our admission tickets do not have a QR code scanning function, we can verify their authenticity by using serial numbers.”

Old Tang addressed the crowd: "Who here may lend me their admission ticket for a look?"

"Old Tang, watch me." A young man walked over and presented his admission ticket with both hands.

Old Tang thanked him.

He held up the admission ticket, pulled a finger-length purple flashlight from his pocket, and shone it on the three large, gold-embossed characters of the word "Invitation." A hidden number, "135," appeared on each of the gold-embossed characters.

"A total of 150 admission tickets were released this time. This customer's admission ticket number is 135. Please look at this one."

Old Tang held up Li Tai's admission ticket, but when the purple lights shone on it, he couldn't see anything.

The crowd erupted in an uproar.

"When I entered, I was wondering why the admission tickets for this Night White Art Exhibition didn't have an anti-counterfeiting code. Turns out, it was hidden in the dark."

As expected of the Tang family, they always choose a different path to maintain their prestige.

Li Tai's expression was one of complete panic.

The previous arrogance and haughtiness disappeared, replaced by fear and embarrassment.

If there were a crack in the ground beneath his feet, he would pounce on it without hesitation, even if it meant ruining his legs.

"Mr. Li knows this admission ticket is fake, right?" Bai Qianmo said lightly.

His face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with embarrassment at being caught.

He clearly knew the admission ticket was fake.

"Mr. Li, you're a rising star in the art world, how could you do such a thing? You must have saved up a lot of money from your art exhibitions and sales over the years, right? Is it really necessary to resort to fraud for a single admission ticket?" someone accused.

People around him began to criticize him.

"How was I supposed to know these were fake tickets? That scalper swindled over 200,000 yuan from me back then."

Bai Qianmo questioned, "Oh? Is there any transfer or remittance record?"

Li Tai looked embarrassed, but for the sake of his reputation, he had no choice but to put on a brave face.

He said irritably, "I paid in cash."

Old Bai scoffed, "What era are we living in? There are still people who would take out 200,000 yuan in cash to buy tickets."

Even a man in his seventies is very skilled at using electronic products. Humph, how could Li Tai, who is only in his forties, not know how to use electronic products?

It's obvious they're lying.

Even children don't believe what he said.

"Two hundred thousand? That would require a whole bag. So much money, does Mr. Li keep all his money at home?" Bai Qianmo sneered.

"Who would keep so much cash at home? Besides, buying tickets for the Tang family isn't easy. The scalpers here are all aloof. Many people line up but still can't get tickets from them. They don't bother with cash unless someone transfers the money directly."

"The lie is too obvious."

Tang Qianli said, "Mr. Li, may I ask which scalper you made the deal with? Can you contact them now? Well, our Tang family has always been committed to cracking down on counterfeiting. Someone actually dared to target our family. This matter cannot be tolerated. As long as you give me this person's contact information, I will definitely return your 200,000 yuan in cash in full."

Bai Qianmo raised an eyebrow and looked at Tang Qianli.

That kid's words are really clever.

She had only met Tang Qianli twice: once a couple of days ago when she visited the Tang family, and once today.

This man gave her a humble and refined air, completely different from Tang Lao's shrewd and cunning personality.

Now it seems that this man is even more formidable than his grandfather. He speaks politely and courteously, yet he is methodical and cunning, striking at the heart of the matter and leaving his opponent defenseless.

His words just now seemed to be for Li Tai's sake.

But he knew perfectly well that Li Tai was lying; he couldn't possibly say who the scalper was.

If he was truly deceived by scalpers, he would definitely cooperate actively with the Tang family.

Otherwise, the lie would be obvious.