Yu Wan inexplicably joins a family chat group where her future self sends her warnings and advice.
Future Self: Don't take bus route 11, it's dangerous!
Future Self: Buy this lo...
Chapter 75 The Real Boss of Wanfang Baozhai
"Yes, didn't I hear that someone sent a painting by Wu Daozi from the Tang Dynasty? Why haven't we seen any trace of it yet?"
"It's about time. Whoever sent it should bring it up so that everyone can see it."
Everyone was talking at the same time, and the atmosphere was very heated.
For those who like to join in the fun, of course they enjoy the atmosphere of being the center of attention.
Yu Wan didn't like it. She was extremely embarrassed inside, but she had to put on a calm and expressionless look. She asked someone to present her painting.
Liu Lianfang then realized that the painting everyone was waiting for was Yu Wan's.
"You are really worthy of me. You attract so much attention with just one move."
Yu Wan really had no words to express her pain. She didn't want to attract attention. She had wanted to send it quietly behind people's backs, but it ended up being spread by those women's gossip.
Being put in this situation, she had no choice but to give it up.
Soon, a painting was spread out in front of everyone. It was a landscape ink painting with a size of a vertical scroll, 70 cm in length and 34.5 cm in width.
When everyone saw the painting, no matter whether they understood it or not, they couldn't help but marvel at it.
“So beautiful.”
“Although I don’t understand painting, I also think this painting is really good.”
"It is truly a masterpiece, and you can tell it is extraordinary at first glance."
Everyone praised him unanimously. After all, this was President Yu’s birthday party. Wouldn’t it be bad if they didn’t praise him? We are not that stupid.
When Yu Yu heard everyone's praise, he laughed instead of getting angry.
Keep praising me, you bunch of ignorant good-for-nothings. The better you praise me now, the more obvious the slap in the face you will get later.
Because this kind of painting always requires some knowledgeable people to explain it in order to achieve the best effect.
There happened to be a few elderly people present today who are interested in antique calligraphy and paintings. When they saw the paintings being presented to them, they could not help but come forward to appreciate them.
Others also began to watch with bated breath, wanting to hear the professional's explanation.
Yu Yu watched from below with an expressionless face, but in his heart he began to look forward to the scene where the fake painting was exposed.
Yu Wan must not have expected that among the people attending the birthday party today, there would be an expert in appreciating antique calligraphy and paintings, right?
She couldn't help but look at Yu Wan, trying to see some panic or anxiety on her face, but there was none.
He pretends to be quite similar.
I hope she can remain so calm when her true identity is revealed later.
The women who complimented Yu Yu couldn't help but laugh in advance.
"She really dared to send the painting up there. She really doesn't know her place."
"Maybe she was also deceived and thought it was real?"
"That's too stupid. If you can't tell the difference between real and fake, don't touch this kind of thing. You really overestimate your own abilities."
"I can't help but feel embarrassed for her when I think about the fake goods being exposed in public."
Yu Yu was very pleased to hear these people talking nearby.
Soon, the appreciation results came out.
One of the old men shook his head, his expression more serious than ever before.
He was the most authoritative among the old men, and when everyone saw his expression, they couldn't help but ask him.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this painting?"
The old man still shook his head and didn't speak for a long time.
This really made everyone anxious.
"Mr. Zhang, what's going on? Can you give me a definite answer?"
"Could it be that this painting is fake?"
After these words were spoken, and as Mr. Zhang remained silent, everyone subconsciously began to imagine random things.
Yes, giving fake goods at Mr. Yu’s birthday party, how bad would that make for your reputation?
So even if Mr. Zhang found a problem in his appraisal, he couldn't say it in public, but he couldn't go against his conscience and say it was authentic, so he looked embarrassed.
As time passed, only two minutes had passed, but Mr. Zhang still didn't say anything. The conclusion that the painting was a fake was almost confirmed.
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Everyone looked at Yu Wan with strange expressions.
Who is this person? I've never seen her before. No matter who she is, it's a great honor for her to attend Mr. Yu's birthday party. Not only does she not cherish it, but she even gave him a fake gift?
He really doesn't know how to behave as a human being. He won't even seize the opportunity that's given to him.
There is a reason why some people remain unknown throughout their lives.
Almost everyone who didn't know Yu Wan thought that she had given a fake gift and looked at her with condemnation and contempt.
Some people with bad tempers will start dissing directly.
"Who is this person? He doesn't look like someone from the entertainment industry."
"I haven't seen it. I guess it's some small-time person who wants to be more prestigious, but can't produce anything good, so he uses a fake one to save face."
"Isn't this just a pretense? Do you think that if you give someone a fake, they won't be able to tell it's fake?"
This kind of situation is unbearable for anyone.
Seeing this, Yu Yu felt very proud and looked at her sister.
I want to see the incredible look on my sister's face when she finds out that she has made a mistake, then she regrets that she has made a mistake, and finally she takes back the necklace worth 100 million in a domineering manner.
What did she see in the end?
Yu Sang actually walked forward and said confidently, "No need to look at it, this painting is authentic."
After these words were spoken, let’s not talk about Yu Wan’s mood for now, just Yu Yu was shocked.
"Sister, are you dizzy?"
Experts all say it’s fake, what does she know?
Or was it that the sister felt ashamed after receiving a fake, so she deliberately said it was real in order to save face?
It is possible. Given my sister's personality, she will consider the overall situation and settle the score later.
But Yu Yu didn't want to settle the score later, she wanted Yu Wan to be exposed on the spot.
"I'm not mad. I said this painting is authentic, and it is authentic."
"Sister!" Yu Yu gritted his teeth and wanted to say something.
"Hmm?" Mr. Zhang suddenly turned around. "This is not the real thing. Does anyone suspect it's a fake?"
Yu Yu was startled.
Everyone was a little confused. "Mr. Zhang, what's the situation with this painting? Please give me an accurate answer."
"From what Mr. Zhang said, could this painting be real?"
"If it's not real, then what could it be?" Mr. Zhang was a little angry. "I was just a little too absorbed in the painting, and you guys started to have wild thoughts. If this painting is not real, then what is real?"
The other people who were appreciating the works with Mr. Zhang couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
"Yes, this painting is indeed an authentic one. It is also the last authentic one left by Wu Daozi before he passed away. It is no exaggeration to say that it is priceless."
"For antique calligraphy and painting enthusiasts like us, it is worth it to be able to see such a painting in our lifetime."
I didn't expect the three old men to speak so highly of this painting.
Everyone was surprised, and soon everyone began to appreciate the painting.
"I said the painting looked good, and I felt it must be real from the beginning."
"I heard that antique calligraphy and paintings are hard to come by. The person who sent this painting is amazing."
Liu Lianfang missed a big show. She had just gone out to answer the phone when she heard everyone praising Yu Wan's paintings. She immediately said, "Of course. Don't you see who collected the paintings? The real boss of our Wanfang Baozhai has sold so many good things. Each one is a treasure and priceless."