“Okay, I’ll reserve this finger!” Yi Tianran said slowly. “It’s a pity the surveillance camera is broken, but it’s okay, I have evidence here.”
Upon hearing the command, the little furball immediately handed the phone to Yi Tianran: "Mommy, here, I found it!"
A fair, white finger gently pressed the phone screen, and a video played.
The golden retriever's voice rang out first: "How can a lowly person of color like you understand such a refined work? And you're just a mentally challenged child, what are you sighing about with such airs!"
The little furball's voice was also easy to distinguish: "What color is this?" "Oh, so you're colorblind."
"What colorblindness? The walls are white!"
Is white considered a color?
"So what if we do?"
"So, you're just another lowly colored person, a person of color. It took you ages to figure out it was white, so you can't even distinguish colors. What are you pretending to appreciate in this painting? Did you understand it?"
"I don't understand! This is Ivanka's work, this is Donossi's work, this is..."
"Oh, so you can read! It must have been hard for your parents to teach you to read. Look at the child, so smart and clever, but unfortunately your IQ is a bit lacking. You even managed to insult yourself while swearing."
"You lowly Chinese, how dare you run wild on our turf! Today I'll beat you so badly you'll never be able to get up again!"
Before the golden retriever rushed over, the scene flashed, followed by the sound of an easel crashing to the ground.
The video is not just one video, but several videos, which fully restore the scene from 360 degrees, and even the sound is crystal clear.
The golden retriever provoked the little furball, and when it couldn't win an argument, it resorted to violence, resulting in it smashing the hidden painting itself.
“This painting is worth one hundred million, plus the compensation from my son, and one of Mrs. Dawell’s fingers,” Yi Tianran said with a smile. “Mr. Dawell, can you come up with that much money?”
Mr. Davey's face had turned deathly pale. He turned around in anger and slapped his son across the face: "It's one thing to act like a tyrant at home, but to come out and cause trouble!"
He was an illegitimate child who barely made it into the Dawell family. He had to borrow money from the family for his daily expenses and small business, let alone a hundred million. The reason he asked to buy the gallery was just to take advantage of the fact that the gallery owner was a stupid Asian and to get some benefits. He didn't expect to lose more than he gained.
But how could he willingly let a strange woman manipulate him? A murderous intent already flickered in his eyes as he looked at Yi Tianran.
Getting rid of one or two strangers on your own turf isn't too difficult, is it?
The others shared the same thought; in their eyes, Yi Tianran, who dared to provoke Mr. Dawell in this way, was already a dead man.
The happiest person was naturally the gallery owner!
Although "Fantasy World" is famous, it can only be used as a mascot and nobody buys it. Now that it's been ruined, if I get 100 million, I can solve the debt problem directly! That way, I can explain it to Third Master!
Just as he was excitedly eager to share the good news, he heard Yi Tianran say with a smile, "But Mr. Dai Weier, you don't actually need to pay a hundred million in compensation!"
Mr. Dave looked at her coldly: "What do you mean?"
“Because…” Yi Tianran kicked the famous painting on the ground and said, “It’s a fake.”
Since it was auctioned by the gallery five years ago, "The World of Fantasy" has been regarded as the gallery's prized possession and exhibited several times a year. Almost no one has doubted the authenticity of the work, after all, the appraisers at that auction house are among the best in the world, with many years of experience and a zero error rate.
Yi Tianran's words clearly questioned the auction house's appraiser's abilities, so naturally... no one believed her.
The gallery manager, unable to contain his anger, said, "Madam, please think carefully before you speak, otherwise we have the right to sue you for defamation."
Yi Tianran squatted down and pieced together the paintings on the ground. She slowly said, "The World of Fantasy is Master Danfeng's most satisfying work. The painting style is free and unrestrained, and the colors are also boldly innovative, creating a stunning visual impact."
The gallery owner sneered and pointed to a corner of the painting, saying, "If you're trying to say that there's a single hair left on this piece, then take a look here. You don't need to say anything more."
Yi Tianran picked up a corner of the painting and said with a smile, "There is indeed hair here, but are you sure the hair belongs to Master Danfeng and not someone else?"
"What makes you deny it?" the gallery manager said unhappily. "As you just said, everything needs evidence. You speak with such certainty, as if you've seen it before."
“I’ve not only seen it, I’ve also touched it.” Yi Tianran didn’t mind the other party’s repeated disdain and attacks at all. She casually pulled up a photo on her phone. “I remember that after Mr. Dan Feng finished painting this masterpiece, he specially took a picture of it. This should be the official first-hand photo. Why don’t we compare the differences in the hair?”
After saying that, Yi Tianran smiled and said to the others, "Why don't you come and take a look, or search for the picture yourselves?"
As she drew this part, Yi Tianran's expression suddenly stiffened slightly. She actually saw Fu Yunchen in the crowd again!
That thing is like a persistent ghost! It's both conspicuous and annoying.
Most importantly, she can't leave yet!
Over there, the gallery manager didn't even glance at them, but suddenly sneered and said, "Madam, you and Mr. Dewell wouldn't happen to be in cahoots, would you? You're deliberately pulling this stunt to smear us by claiming our gallery has fakes in order to acquire the gallery at a low price."
Yi Tianran shook her head with a smile: "It's a misunderstanding, a real misunderstanding. How could I possibly help Mr. Davis acquire the gallery at a low price?"
The little furball sighed to the side, thinking to herself, "Mommy's goal is to ruin your gallery's reputation, make it unable to sell anything, and bankrupt it!"
"In short, your words are not worth believing at all." The gallery manager interrupted Yi Tianran directly. "Madam, even if you are poor, you should still have morals. Someone like you, with a wild child from who-knows-where, wants to act like a master here and slander our company's reputation. I have already called the police."
Upon hearing this, the little furball looked utterly miserable. Were they... going to jail?!
Thinking of this, he subconsciously wandered through the crowd. To be honest, he had already seen his father's figure, but he didn't dare to go over. But now, he had no choice but to go over...
Yi Tianran remained completely calm: "We can go to the police station and, while we're at it, track down the painting from your gallery as well. Three years ago, as soon as the gallery acquired 'The World of Fantasy,' they immediately resold it. It's time to expose their practice of passing off a fake as the real thing!"
"Just you, a woman?" the gallery owner said dismissively. "Do you think the police will believe you?"
Seeing the gallery owner's confident gaze, Yi Tianran suddenly had a sudden realization.
What a blunder! My initial thought was to expose them publicly, but it's clear the gallery owner has connections within the NYPD…
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