Chapter 52

Chu Ang is gone!

He left the stall with Liu Yun.

Before leaving, he just glanced at the old man and didn't say anything!

But the ignoring eyes made the complacent old man very uncomfortable.

And the stall owner didn't expect that Chu Ang would leave so quickly!

"Could it be..."

The boss stroked his chin and said to himself, "Could it be that the painting is Tang Bohu's original work?"

"True ass!"

Hearing the boss talking to himself, the old man was disdainful, "Several experts have identified it, it is a fake, not even a high imitation..."

Human nature is complicated. When the painting was in the hands of the old man, he tried his best to promote the painting, but after the painting was sold, the old man began to belittle it. It seemed that only in this way could he forget Chu Ang's disdain, ridicule, and snort before he left.

"Okay, fake, you should go too!"

The stall owner also couldn't understand the old man's smug look, and immediately issued an expulsion order.

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly, and left without looking back.

Anyway, for a fake, he sold it for 2000 yuan, which is something to celebrate!
……

"Anchor, I suspect you missed it again?"

"Do you still have doubts? The anchor will spend 2000 yuan to buy a fake?"

"Anchor, can you tell us what's going on?"

Although the netizens in the live broadcast room don't know what's tricky about this painting, but based on their previous experience of picking up leaks, they are not fools, guessing that there must be something wrong with this painting.

Liu Yun also asked in a low voice, "Mr. Chu, is this painting?"

Chu Ang held the scroll, "There is indeed a problem with this painting!"

"Hey, let me just say, there is definitely a problem, the anchor has the reputation of being the king of leaks..."

"Tell me quickly... anchor, tell me quickly!"

"Since there is a problem, why didn't you pretend to slap your face at the stall, make the stall owner dumbfounded, and make the old man beat his feet and chest!"

Netizens in the live broadcast room raised questions.

Chu Ang smiled, "This painting...is very valuable. Although I paid for it with one hand, I delivered it with one hand, but if I expose the tricks behind this painting, with the character of the old man, troubles will definitely arise, and then it will only increase the trouble. !"

1.2 million, this unprecedented sky-high price is enough to make people crazy. With the character of the old man, he will definitely not let it go.

"Oh, that's how it is, the anchor is thoughtful!"

"Indeed, the old man is relying on the old to sell the old. When he finds out that the painting is a treasure, he will definitely play a rogue. The anchor has a heart!"

"Actually, it's fine. Officer Liu is beside you. The old man is causing trouble, so hurry up and go to the police station!"

"Upstairs, you underestimate the old people in China. Before, there was a female student helping an old lady. Uh... Forget it, let's not talk about it, this is so fucking bad!"

"That old clapper is very bad!"

"Anchor, hurry to the Agate Pavilion!"

"Yes, yes, please invite Boss Chen from the Agate Pavilion!"

Chu Ang looked at Liu Yun, "Officer Liu... I'm going to Panjiayuan, I don't know you..."

"I'll go with you, I also want to see what tricks are hidden in this painting..." It has to be said that Chu Ang's appetite has been whetted, and even Liu Yun has become somewhat interested in this painting .

"Row…"

Chu Ang took out his mobile phone and called an online car-hailing car.

"Looks like it's time to buy a car... At least he's a multi-millionaire, it's hard to justify not having a car!"

"Besides... without a car, it's inconvenient to pick up girls!"

While waiting for the car, Chu Ang glanced at Liu Yun's side face, and muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)

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