Chapter 81 You bitch, come out here!
All eyes turned to the scroll the man had opened. The next second, Xie Wanli, who had just come to his senses, reached out to snatch it, forgetting Xie Nanzhi, who was watching him intently from the side.
She stepped forward to block Xie Wanli, feigning surprise, and said, "My God, isn't this Liu Xizhi's 'White Birds'? Look at the painting technique and the choice of paper, it's an authentic work."
Before arriving, Xie Nanzhi specifically called the three people who had previously bid for Xie Wanli's collection and told them that the collections they had were fake, and that they could pay professionals to appraise them if they didn't believe her.
Although Xie Wanli was quite skilled at forging, a true expert in antique appraisal could still distinguish the fakes.
On the way there, the three of them had already told her the results of the test.
Xie Nanzhi assured them that she would definitely help them get their hands on the real artifacts, but she needed their cooperation.
That's why the three of them rushed upstairs just now. Xie Nanzhi had told them the location of Xie Wanli's study and his usual collecting habits in advance, so they could find their things in the shortest amount of time.
The camera was pointed at the painting, and the reporter picked up the microphone to interview, "Mr. Xie, you yourself admitted that you had no idea that the painting at the auction was a fake, but now the real one is in your study. Don't you plan to explain?"
Xie Wanli trembled with rage, his face turning ashen. "What explanation do you have? This painting is a copy I made myself; it's a fake."
Xie Wanli must stick to his guns, otherwise the image he has worked so hard to build will be completely ruined.
Xie Nanzhi remained calm and composed. "So Mr. Xie also knows about ink painting. Why don't you give us a demonstration right now?"
Xie Wanli was furious. His bloodshot eyes were filled with malice, especially when he saw Xie Nanzhi's provocative gaze. He felt like he wanted to strangle her.
Xie Nanzhi raised an eyebrow. "What? You don't know how?"
Having lived in the Xie family for so many years, Xie Nanzhi knew that Xie Wanli had some skills. He made his fortune through land expropriation, but he had no education or diploma, so he especially liked to create an image of being knowledgeable and cultured in front of outsiders. In fact, Xie Wanli couldn't do anything. Let alone painting, he couldn't even hold a calligraphy brush properly.
Then, the three support characters took turns appearing.
"You're talking nonsense. Even if you could copy Liu Xizhi's painting, could you really make an identical glass bottle?"
"Yes, and my imitation Ge-style water chestnut flat bottle."
“I have seen it. This calligraphy by Tang Bohu is the genuine article. Xie Wanli has been deceiving everyone all along. I now demand that experts be found to authenticate it immediately.”
"Yes, this is blatant deception. Today, I will expose Xie Wanli's hypocritical facade in front of the media."
Xie Nanzhi retreated to the back of the crowd to enjoy the spectacle.
She wanted to see how Xie Wanli would turn things around this time.
Xie Wanli was surrounded; the three people who had been deceived were unlikely to let him go easily.
Ultimately, the TV station invited the city's most authoritative antique appraisal expert to the site to conduct an appraisal, and the result was that all the appraised antiques were genuine.
This means that all the antiques Xie Wanli put up for charity auctions in the past were fake.
Before leaving, the three men took the genuine article, which they believed was their due.
Xie Nanzhi leaned against the door frame, looking at Xie Wanli with a half-smile, while Xie Wanli looked at her with the most sinister eyes, like a venomous snake ready to bite her to death at any moment.
After the interview, Xie Nanzhi left with everyone else.
Before she even got on the bus, Xie Wanli couldn't wait to call her.
Xie Nanzhi looked up and saw the figure standing by the second-floor window. She pressed the answer button. "Mr. Xie, did you like the surprise I gave you?"
Xie Wanli's sinister voice came through the microphone, "I should have strangled you the moment you were born."
Xie Nanzhi sneered, "I think you should regret not having castrated yourself earlier."
Even through the glass, Xie Nanzhi could feel Xie Wanli's anger. "Xie Nanzhi, I know you hate me and the Xie family, but have you forgotten your grandmother? She has never wronged you and loves you the most, her granddaughter. You've hurt me and the Xie family; aren't you afraid your grandmother will be heartbroken?"
That's right, this is something Xie Nanzhi has always been concerned about.
But Xie Nanzhi couldn't bear to watch these people go unpunished. Besides, knowing her grandmother as she did, she believed her grandmother would understand.
Xie Nanzhi's eyes were cold. "As your grandmother's only son, you're not afraid of hurting her, so why should I be afraid? Besides, please use your words more accurately. I have never harmed you. These are indisputable facts. I'm just bringing the truth to light. Even without me, someone else would have exposed you."
After saying that, Xie Nanzhi hung up the phone and got into her car.
To express their gratitude to Xie Nanzhi, the three men treated her to a meal. The meal consisted of high-end dishes, which, roughly calculated, were enough to pay an average person half a year's salary.
They expressed their gratitude, and when one of them introduced himself, Xie Nanzhi realized that he was also in the transportation business.
Of the four major wharves in Hong Kong, the Tak Ka Wharf is now owned by Xie Nanzhi, while the other three are all under the name of Dong Lao.
Xie Nanzhi exclaimed in surprise, "Mr. Dong, so three of the four major wharves belong to you?"
Mr. Dong smiled and said, "Yes, I was a seaman when I was young. Later, I caught the economic boom of reform and opening up and built my current career. Miss Nan is also quite good. She took over Dejia Wharf at a young age and is a promising young woman."
Xie Nanzhi said modestly, "I was just lucky."
Mr. Dong said, "Ah, this is not just luck. I remember that President Pei was also among the bidders. To win the Dejia Wharf from him is a symbol of strength."
These things can't be kept from Elder Dong, Xie Nanzhi asked in return, "Does Elder Dong also know Pei Jingchuan?"
Old Master Dong laughed heartily, “It’s hard not to know that he went from a poor boy to a rising star in Hong Kong. If it weren’t for the fact that he was in a coma for three months and the Zheng Rong Group was neglected, it wouldn’t have started to decline.”
Xie Nanzhi picked up the lemonade in front of her and said calmly, "Every cause has its effect."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Dong wholeheartedly agreed, "That's right. Who told him to cheat on his wife? He and his mistress drove his wife away, and he still had the nerve to commit suicide. Those who mistreat their wives will never have any wealth, and they deserve to go bankrupt. Just two days ago, he came to me to discuss a dock business partnership, but I refused him outright."
Xie Nanzhi perked up her ears, her eyes suddenly becoming focused. "You mean, Pei Jingchuan contacted you a couple of days ago?"
Old Dong nodded. "That's right. Pei Jingchuan came to negotiate in person. He wanted me to lease one of the docks to him for a fee that would be double my annual profit, but he's a terrible person, and I don't want to make money off him."
Xie Nanzhi began to think about it seriously.
The fact that Pei Jingchuan was willing to pay rent that was twice the total annual profit of the dock shows that he really needed a dock.
But what exactly is he transporting that he would incur such a high cost?
Just then, a woman's hysterical cursing came from outside the private room. The next second, ignoring the staff's attempts to stop her, she kicked the door open.
"Xie Nanzhi, you bitch, come out here."
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