"You...what do you mean?"

Gu Longen realized something, trembled all over and said immediately.

Ye Fan smiled and nodded: "Yes, this is a copy of the painting with artistic value, no less than the original one."

What?

Imitation painting?

Is it worth less than the original works?

Ye Fan's words trembled once again.

But Yang He laughed and cursed directly.

"Fuck you!"

"Fake is a fake."

"No one in the world knows that the price of fakes is not as expensive as one ten thousandth of the real ones."

"Why, when it comes to your mouth, is the fake more valuable?"

"It's so ridiculous!"

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. Since you admit that this is a fake, then take the money, one million, transfer or pay for the house deposit?"

"We have witnessed so many people, don't bet on the debt, kid!"

Yang He smiled grimly and asked Ye Fan to take the money again.

However, Ye Fan smiled, but the smile on Ye Fan's face seemed a little cold no matter how he looked.

"Boss Yang, I didn't take the bet seriously before. I just thought it was just a joke with Boss Yang."

"But now, seeing Boss Yang so aggressive, I suddenly changed my mind."

Ye Fan sneered, then stepped forward, pointed to the four inconspicuous small characters in the corner of the painting, and then said, "I wonder if you all recognize these four characters?"

Um?

Just now, Gu Longen was just looking at the painting, but he didn't pay attention to the corners, and there were still four small characters hidden.

The old man walked over and looked at it, his expression immediately stopped, and his old face instantly sucked: "Zhang...Zhang...Zhang Daqian, imitation?"

What?

When everyone present heard the name of that person, they all trembled.

Even Yang He himself was like a thunder strike and stayed there.

"Yes, this painting is imitated by Zhang Daqian, the "fake king"!"

"In the history of Chinese calligraphy and painting art, if there are any imitations of people in this world that are more valuable than genuine works."

"There is no doubt that he is known as the "Oriental Brush", a master of Chinese painting, Zhang Daqian!"

Ye Fan said coldly, his words were like gold and stone, and his words were sonorous, and he kept making noises throughout the exhibition hall.

Then, Ye Fan's eyebrows and eyes were like swords, and he turned his head to look at Yang He in front of him, and spoke again coldly.

"In 1940, the master of Chinese painting Zhang Daqian imitated the "Sunny Peak Picture" by the Northern Song Dynasty painter Ju Ran."

"Fifty years later, it will be sold for 70 million!"

"Later in 2016, "Imitation of Juran Qingfeng Picture" was sold for 13.5 million yuan at the Jiade Autumn Auction!

"In 1946, Zhang Daqian imitated the "Evening Scenery of the River Dike" by Dong Yuan, a painter of the Five Dynasties of Southern Tang."

"Seventy years later, this painting will be sold for 130 million yuan!"

"And now, this painting imitating Su Dongpo's "Strange Stone Picture of Zhushan" is not only exquisite in painting, but also outstanding inscriptions and calligraphy on it."

"Its artistic value is far beyond the other two."

"Even if Zhang Daqian used to imitate the lowest auction price, it will reach 70 million."

"And you, Boss Yang! You just boasted about Haikou. If this painting is worth more than ten thousand yuan, you will have ten times the compensation..."

Ye Fan's words were rumbling, and he kept saying a few words, but it was like thunder and exploded everywhere. Every time he said something, Ye Fan took a step forward, and his aura suddenly increased a little.

The whole person was like a sword, slowly unsheathed!

Until the end, Ye Fan paused, and then a cold shout was shocking!

Just like a sword comes out of the box, the sharpness is revealed!!

"I said it~"

"You really can't afford it!!!"

Boom ~

As Ye Fan said this, everyone felt that a strong wind was sweeping over.
Chapter completed!