My Three Realms Red Envelope Group

Chapter 44 What is the truth
Chapter 44

"No, I object!"

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Xin immediately objected. She was going to introduce An Muxi to Chen Xin. Isn't Jin Qiancheng making trouble!

"Mrs. Ning, Elder An and Ms. An haven't made a statement yet, are you too impatient?"

Jin Qiancheng said displeased.

Jiang Xin immediately retorted: "I understand An An's thoughts best, she won't marry that trash of yours!"

"You!" Jin Qiancheng's face was livid, and Ning Zhiyuan hurriedly pulled Jiang Xin, pretending to scold him:
"Jiang Xin! What nonsense are you talking about!"

puff!
One sentence made the Jin family father and son half dead. At this time, someone whispered: "Do you think... this painting seems a bit eye-catching?"

"Well, I think so too."

"Could it be..."

"Uh-huh!"

Jin Qiancheng's heart skipped a beat, the eyes of these old guys are so strange!

Then the old men shook their heads slightly, and went back to everyone. Jin Gaochao became anxious immediately, and hurriedly grabbed the nearest old Zhao:
"Old Zhao, what do you mean? My dad bought this painting at a high price, and there is an official certificate of appraisal. Is it fake?"

Mr. Zhao answered inappropriately and asked: "What kind of certificate can't be made for a price these days... But don't be discouraged, this painting is a good imitation, and it can still be sold for [-] to [-]!"

This is to give him face, but the people next to him couldn't help pointing, and the three members of Ning Zhiyuan's family even sneered:
"Heh, I thought the Jin family was so awesome, so it's so funny to use a fake painting to propose marriage!"

"It seems that we have a high opinion of the Golden Summit Group, even the fake paintings can be sold!"

"Actually, the high imitation is not bad, it's worth [-] to [-] yuan!"

"High imitation...haha!"

Whether the voice was loud or not, it happened that the Jin family father and son could hear it. Jin Gaochao's face turned green immediately, and he growled angrily:
"Impossible, you must have read it wrong, this painting..."

"Okay, Gao Chao, you learn a lot from a pit, and when you play antiques, who hasn't lost their eyes, just buy another one to make an apology for Mr. An!"

Jin Qiancheng was a treacherous and cunning man, he resolved the embarrassment of the two fathers with one sentence, and said in a low voice: "Our Jin family doesn't care about this little money, since it is a fake, let's tear it up!"

Hearing this, Jin Gaochao was about to make a move when he suddenly heard a faint voice: "Wait a minute, I am willing to buy this painting."

I saw Chen Xin took out a card with a smile, "I paid 3 yuan for this painting, and I can transfer the money to you now. How about Mr. Jin, will you sell it or not?"

Jin Gaochao said angrily: "Stop putting on airs here, I don't care about the money!"

"Look at you, it's not a good heart for a dog to bite Lu Dongbin, I really want to buy it, why don't you know what's good and what's wrong!"

"I don't believe you have any good intentions. It's just a fake. If you don't let me tear it up, I will tear it up!"

Jin Gaochao said that he was about to do it, Chen Xin sighed again and again: "It's obviously a treasure, but I want to treat it as grass, okay, I don't care, you can tear it up if you want!"

"You say this painting is a treasure? Do you know who the people who looked at this painting just now are?"

Jin Gaochao looked at Chen Xin with eyes like a fool: "Mr. Yuan, the president of the Yingcheng Calligraphy Association, Mr. Zhao, the vice president of the Yingcheng Antiques Association, including An Lao, the president of the Yingcheng Antiques Association, everyone is Big coffee! You dare to question them, you are courting death!"

Not only Jin Gaochao, but a group of old people also looked ugly. They looked at Chen Xin with a little disgust in their eyes. Yuan Lao was better, but he kept his face sullen and didn't speak. Zhao Lao directly put the wine glass on the table and said coldly:
"Since you question us old men, please come out and give us some pointers!"

Several other old men were also unanimous, accusing one after another:
"That's right, it's not good for young people to talk nonsense, they must speak with facts!"

Elder An's complexion also darkened, a little displeased, feeling that Chen Xin was a little ignorant.

Jin Qiancheng frowned, looked at Chen Xin and said, "Young man, I can ask Gao Chao to sell you the painting, but how do you prove that this painting is real?"

Chen Xin smiled lightly: "If you sell the painting to me, I will naturally have a way to prove it."

"Okay! I'll give you the painting now! But you have to promise me one thing!"

"what's up?"

"If you lose, please stay away from Miss An in the future, can you do it?"

Jin Qiancheng stared at Chen Xin with burning eyes. If Jin Gaochao could drive away a rival in love with a painting, it would be worth it!

"Also, today's birthday banquet for the elderly just needs something to add to the fun. If you lose, go to school and bark three times!"

Jin Gaochao added excitedly.

"Then I won?"

Chen Xin asked with a calm expression.

Jin Qiancheng took out a card and put it on the table, sneered and said:

"If you win, I will give you another 100 million!"

"Boss Jin is so generous!"

Chen Xin glanced at the bank card, then looked at Jin Gaochao lightly, "Master Jin, how about you?"

Jin Gaochao said arrogantly: "I believe that the big brothers will never be wrong. If it is true, I will run naked on the spot!"

"Come on, you're addicted to streaking. You don't think it's disgusting. I'm afraid I'll stain An Muxi's eyes. Change the bet."

Jin Gaochao almost didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "You're going to win the live broadcast of Lao Tzu!"

"Damn it, you have such a heavy taste!"

Chen Xin pretended to be surprised, and then said solemnly: "Although your wish is a bit disgusting, I will try my best to satisfy you!"

Jin Gaochao said angrily: "Hmph, you must be the loser!"

Chen Xin said sarcastically: "Hey, I'm just wondering, shouldn't you be happy that this painting is real? Why are you thinking it's a fake painting? Are you out of your mind?"

"You're so sick! I'm short of everything, but I don't need money. What's wrong?"

Jin Gaochao said arrogantly.

"Okay, it's a deal! Please be your witnesses."

Chen Xin looked at everyone indifferently, Ning Zhiyuan's eyes flickered, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, with me, Ning Zhiyuan, no one can refuse!"

Jin Qiancheng sneered endlessly: "Gao Chao, give him the painting!"

He wanted to strike while the iron was hot, and embarrass Chen Xin. If Chen Xin lost, he would almost offend the entire antique world in Eagle City, and it would be difficult for him to move forward in Eagle City.

Jin Gaochao thought the same way. If Chen Xin barked like a dog in front of An Muxi, would he be able to hold his head up in the future?
"Chen Xin, you are crazy! Stop talking and apologize to everyone!"

An Muxi was also in a hurry, and kept pulling Chen Xin.Doesn't this fool know how serious the consequences of losing are?
Chen Xin smiled at An Muxi, her eyes full of confidence: "Don't worry, I won't lose! But before that, please give me your account number, and I will transfer the money to you, so that you won't be unclear later! "

Jin Gaochao sneered and said, "Hmph, I haven't paid attention to this little money!"

However, he still reported the account number to Chen Xin, and Chen Xin transferred 3 yuan to him directly. Then he took the scroll and said, "The reason why I say it is a treasure is because there is another universe in this painting!"

"Tch, you think you have sharp eyes!"

Jin Gaochao said with contempt.

Not to mention, we have sharp eyes...

Hearing Chen Xin's words, Mr. An suddenly became interested, "Little brother, tell me, what else is there in this painting?"

"grandfather!"

An Muxi stamped her feet anxiously, you call him little brother, so what's my name?
Many of the people present were knowledgeable people with sharp eyesight, so they could tell that this painting was a high imitation. Now that Chen Xin said that this painting has a different world, they were both shocked and curious. Could it be that he really got his eyes on it?

Especially Mr. Zhao, who was inexplicably apprehensive, but still insisted: "It's a joke, I, Mr. Zhao, have studied calligraphy and painting for decades, can I be mistaken?"

(End of this chapter)