Ye Yichen asked his younger sister.
"Xiaoxi, do you recognize this painting?"
"Yes, this is 'Snowy Reeds and Grass' by Wang Chaoyun, a calligrapher and painter from the Southern Dynasties."
"Huh? Uncle, this is an authentic piece. Are you sure you want to sell it?"
Guangfa, standing to the side, gave a wry smile.
“Miss Ye, stop nagging me. If it were genuine, I would have taken it upstairs to auction it off long ago.”
"It really is an original!" I don't understand what this old man was thinking.
Xiaoxi asked Dong Guangfa three times in a row whether he wanted to sell.
Dong Guangfa's attitude was firm.
Ye Yichen believed his sister's judgment that the painting was genuine.
However, he worried that Dong Guangfa would regret it once he received the money and realized he had mistaken the genuine work for a fake. So he asked Dong Guangfa to sign a sales agreement.
Once signed and sealed, the agreement becomes legally binding. He was solely focused on selling the painting.
The owner of the calligraphy and painting shop shook his head as he watched them leave: "It's one thing for a little girl not to understand, but does Young Master Ye really want his sister to act so recklessly? Oh well, he's rich, so he can do whatever he wants."
Before long, the news spread like wildfire among the onlookers in the calligraphy and painting shop.
[Breaking News! Ye Yichen spent 500,000 yuan to buy a counterfeit item for his sister!]
After buying the painting, Xiaoxi and her friends finally reached the third floor.
Unexpectedly, I ran into Wang Qian.
Wang Qian suffered such a huge setback today; the project she had worked so hard to get was gone just like that, and she was unwilling to accept it.
In the afternoon, after leaving the amusement park, she tidied herself up and went to find Mr. Zhang, only to be turned away at the door.
Knowing that Mr. Zhang liked antiques, she decided to come to the auction that evening to find two antiques to give to Mr. Zhang in order to salvage the project.
When Wang Qian saw Ye Yichen and the others, she immediately lost her composure.
Some people just remember the good times but not the bad ones.
Wang Qian ran over angrily to provoke him.
"Oh, isn't Young Master Ye completely clueless about antiques? What brings you to the auction to join the fun?"
She looked at Ye Yichen and his two companions with their large bags and sneered.
She held up two antiques she had just bought for millions and waved them in front of them.
"That's true. Young Master Ye is rich and powerful. He's bound to find one or two genuine items when he casts a wide net."
It means: I may only have two items, but don't be fooled by the number of yours; they're all garbage.
Wang Qian was certain that Ye Yichen, a man, couldn't possibly argue with her in this setting.
"Miss Wang, those who speak ill of others will gain extra weight around their stomachs."
Unexpectedly, Xiaoxi spoke in the most sincere tone, saying the words that hurt Wang Qian the most.
Wang Qian: "You!"
She wanted nothing more than to tear Xiaoxi's mouth apart.
"Hmph, we'll just wait and see!"
Wang Qian decided to go to the auction house later and find an expert to appraise the treasures she bought today, so as to thoroughly humiliate them.
Xiao Xi, standing to the side, looked at the box Wang Qian was holding and shook her head, clicking her tongue.
This auction has different rules than usual.
The appraisal and auction are conducted simultaneously, meaning that once an antique is appraised and its value is determined, it is immediately auctioned off.
Alternatively, you can simply go on stage and have a master appraise your treasure.
Ye Yichen, Du Xin, and Xiao Xi, a trio, carrying bags and packages jingling and clanging, strode into the main venue with an air of nonchalance.
The host walked onto the stage and announced the first activity: drawing lots.
Xiao Xi used her divine sense to draw number one, while Wang Qian drew number two.
Then, the three of them instantly became eye-catching and went on stage.
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