My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"It really isn't a coincidence."

Yang Feng looked at the things around him.

Almost five out of ten items here are fakes.

But for such a high-profile auction, this is a bit too incredible.

Birrell did not bring his entourage in, so he did not understand.

But from Yang Feng's expression, he could also slightly read some of the deeper meaning.

"Mr. Yang means..."

Birrell asked tentatively.

Yang Feng nodded and said: "It seems that our guesses are correct, and if nothing else happens, these things are not due to the organizer's review, but were transferred later."

"what do you mean……"

"There are top experts who have changed things here, but there's something I don't understand."

Yang Feng looked at one of the imitation blue and white porcelains and said, "I have seen my friend's imitations, and their level of sophistication far exceeds these things. Although the fakes placed here by the person who transferred the package are considered good, they are If an expert keeps an eye on it for a while, it is possible to see through it.”

"Yes, the expert I brought just now felt that something was wrong with the Yongle blue and white flower after looking at it for a while."

Birrell said.

Yang Feng nodded and said: "That's the problem. Since they want to change the package, why do they use such low-level fakes?"

"Then you mean..."

"Such a counterfeit can easily be discovered quickly, so it would be better to just steal the item."

"You're right, many people will probably find these things when they leave the auction house."

"Well, the second thing is that since they have the power to steal all these things, why should they subcontract them? This doesn't seem to make much sense."

Yang Feng touched his chin.

While the two were talking here, Yang Feng turned back to look at Zhao Zhuwei, only to find that the latter was already looking at an ancient painting.

In front of this ancient painting, there is a bearded staff member.

Zhao Zhuwei looked at the bearded man, and then looked at the picture of Zhong Kui, which happened to be a painting of ghosts and gods by Wu Daozi.

"What are you looking at here?"

Yang Feng's voice came from behind.

Zhao Zhuwei immediately smiled and said: "Yang Feng, come and see, why do I think this bearded man looks a bit like this Zhong Kui?"

"Stop talking nonsense, turn around and let others hear you."

"It's okay. You can tell by his look that he doesn't understand Chinese. And he really looks like him. Maybe if you draw a picture based on him, you can look like Zhong Kui."

Zhao Zhuwei joked.

The bearded man looked at her at this time and said nothing.

Zhao Zhuwei hid next to Yang Feng, glanced at the bearded man, and said, "He seems angry?"

"Nonsense, you've been talking here for a long time, and of course you won't be happy if others don't understand."

Yang Feng had no choice but to say to Big Beard in French: "Sorry, my friend thinks you are very imposing, so he stayed here for a while."

He originally wanted to explain Zhao Zhuwei.

But when the bearded man heard this, he immediately said in non-standard Chinese dialect: "Fart, she clearly said that I look like the big black Zhong Kui!"

"Sigh~"

"Sigh~"

Zhao Zhuwei and Yang Feng took a breath of cold air almost at the same time.

The bearded man said with a proud expression, "I studied in China."

"Yes...I was careless."

Yang Feng looked embarrassed.

Fortunately, at this time, a Chinese voice came from behind, saying in surprise: "Hey! Mr. Yang?!"

"Ok?"

Yang Feng heard the unfamiliar voice and turned his head strangely.

This is a man in his 30s, and he seems to be ecstatic to see Yang Feng here.

Yang Feng was a little strange and said: "You are..."

"Hey, why did Mr. Yang forget so quickly? I am Zhang Qin, who was sitting behind you at the previous auction in Beijing. This time I was also invited by the organizer to come here to appraise the treasures for them."

Although this man was thin, he was full of energy and made sounds that should not be made by this body.

When Yang Feng heard that he was the appraiser, he immediately understood and said, "It seems that you also noticed something is wrong?"

"Yes, we completed the last appraisal here last night and then went home. But when we arrived this morning, we gradually discovered that something was wrong."

Zhang Qin said to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng nodded slightly and said, "Are the things you appraised genuine?"

"Yes, although there are a few items that we feel are not dated enough and are not old enough, at least they are all genuine, and those items have been re-examined."

Zhang Qin's tone was a bit angry, and he said: "Now that the auction has started, I am also ready to report this matter."

"Hey, then I see why you are the only expert in this backstage? Where are the others?"

"They were tired yesterday. I couldn't sleep today, so I came backstage to have a look. In fact, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, we cannot go backstage after work."

As soon as Zhang Qin said this, he said: "Mr. Yang, I think we should go outside to chat?"

"Then here..."

"Hey, let's think of a solution again. We can't act rashly now."

Zhang Qin sighed.

Seeing how serious he was, Yang Feng also called Zhao Zhuwei who was not far away and said, "We are going outside to drink coffee."

"Huh? Don't you want to watch the auction?"

"It's okay, your dad is still outside."

Yang Feng said and gave Birrell a look.

Birrell seemed to understand what he meant immediately, nodded and walked towards the back.

Zhang Qin did not notice the communication between the two, and just said: "Mr. Yang, in that case, let's go out first. I admire you very much."

"Then you pay the bill today."

"Okay, okay, a little money is nothing!"

Zhang Qin was very happy and led the way.

Several people walked to the coffee shop next to the auditorium.

There was almost no one here at this time.

Because most people were already attending the auction next door.

After the three of them sat down, Zhang Qin seemed very attentive and asked the waiter to bring them three cups of coffee and also specially asked them to serve some special snacks.

"Is this Miss Zhao? You and Mr. Yang look like a talented man and a beautiful woman."

Zhang Qin did not forget to brag.

As soon as he said his words, Zhao Zhuwei was very happy, and her smiling eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Yang Feng asked: "You are an appraisal expert inside and you work there. Do you know when the staff left yesterday?"

"Hey, this is where things get weird."

When Zhang Qin talked about this, he also looked puzzled and said: "Mr. Yang should know that this auction is of a very high level, so there is almost 24-hour security. Even when we went back in the middle of the night yesterday, there were people on duty here. People are on duty.”

"Why was that thing still subcontracted?"

"When I felt something was wrong just now, I went to the monitoring room to ask someone to help adjust the monitoring, but I didn't find anything strange, so this thing is really strange."

Zhang Qin looked puzzled.