Under the glare of everyone's eyes, Hu Xingming opened the gift package, revealing a scroll inside. Everyone couldn't help but be slightly stunned. For Su Jing, this gift seemed too ordinary at first glance.
"Huh?" Sun Yuheng frowned when he saw the scroll. As soon as Su Jing gave a gift, she calmed the audience and stole all the limelight. Sun Yuheng was a little unhappy and wanted to steal the limelight. However, he did not have enough confidence to defeat Su Jing when it came to giving gifts. , so I plan to wait and see what happens. Now that he saw that Su Jing's gift was a scroll, he suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart, because his gift was also a scroll.
"Master Sun, what's wrong?" A thin young man next to him noticed Sun Yuheng's expression and asked.
"Nothing?" Sun Yuheng shook his head. He still didn't understand where the ominous premonition in his heart came from.
"Don't be nervous, Mr. Sun. The gift you gave is the most perfect one. No matter how precious his is, it may not please Governor Hu more than yours." The thin young man whispered, and his words were partly a compliment. That's half the truth. He had seen the gift prepared by Sun Yuheng, which was a Buddhist sutra and Buddha statue. It was very artistic. It seemed that just a few photos had spread a lot on the Internet. A friend in the industry said that the Buddha statue is worth at least tens of millions.
Moreover, Hu Xingming believes in Buddhism and likes to cultivate his moral character in his leisure time. He likes Buddhist scriptures and statues more than ordinary people. It can be said that this gift is impeccable, both in terms of the value of the gift itself and Hu Xingming's interests and hobbies.
"That's right." Sun Yuheng nodded casually, focusing on the scroll sent by Su Jing.
Hu Xingming carefully spread the scroll on the table. Everyone took a closer look and collectively exclaimed. Sun Yuheng was stunned, and then his expression changed drastically. On the scroll, there is a Buddha with his bare breasts exposed, a kind face, sitting cross-legged, with his hands in a mudra... There are densely packed Buddhist scriptures around the Buddha statue.
"This seems to be the Prajna Meditation Sutra!"
"It seems to be the one that went viral on the Internet. It looks more artistic than the photo."
"Oh my god, is this the original picture?"
"It is said that someone has offered the original picture to 100 million. Is it really this one?"
Everyone wanted their eyes to pop out, and they kept pushing forward to see more clearly. Someone took out photos online to compare and found that they were exactly the same as the one in front of them. And the more I looked at it, the more I felt that this Buddha statue was extremely artistic, and it couldn't be compared to the photos on the Internet.
"It's really the original picture." Tang Hao breathed a little quickly.
"Mr. Su actually gave away this original picture. It's simply... simply..." Boss Wu simply didn't know how to describe his feelings. Such a treasure, if it were his, he would never give it away, but Su Jing gave it away like this. It’s easy. You are indeed a gift-giving madman.
There was only one person present with an ugly face, and that was Sun Yuheng. Because what he prepared was the defective Prajna Meditation Sutra bought from Su Jing, and the old man he wanted to give it to was Governor Hu. Originally, he had prepared to show off his talents at this birthday banquet. Who would have thought that Su Jing would take out the original picture? Can he still take out his defective product
Sun Yuheng glanced at Su Jing hatefully. He finally knew where the ominous premonition just came from. I thought to myself, this bastard Su Jing is unwilling to sell even if I don’t give you money. How can you really give away such a priceless treasure
"Wait a minute, this one must be fake." At this moment, the thin young man next to Sun Yuheng said.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him first, with doubts on their faces. The thin young man raised his chin slightly and said, "This one must be a fake, because the real one has been bought by Mr. Sun a long time ago."
The thin young man didn't notice at all. When he said this, Sun Yuheng's face became even more ugly and he kept winking at him. The others' expressions became strange.
Seeing everyone's looks, the thin young man thought they didn't believe it and said, "What I said is true. If you don't believe me, let Mr. Sun take it out..."
"Stop talking." Sun Yuheng scolded, and the thin young man stopped. Just looking at his expression, it was obvious that he wanted to continue talking. He still didn't know why Sun Yuheng stopped him.
"This little brother, do you know who originally posted the photo of the Prajna Meditation Sutra that went viral on the Internet?" a middle-aged man reminded kindly.
"I don't know, I just know it's spreading everywhere." said the thin young man.
"The one who sent it up is far away and right in front of you." The middle-aged man said.
The thin young man was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and then suddenly looked at Su Jing, his face froze. He turned around and glanced at Sun Yuheng, who had an ugly face. He lowered his head deeply and wished he could dig a hole in the ground. No matter how stupid he is, he still understands that he has good intentions and does bad things.
Just imagine, it was Su Jing who sent the photo in the first place, which means that the original picture is most likely Su Jing's. How could the one in his hand be a fake? On the other hand, the one in Sun Yuheng's hands is probably a fake.
"The thing is like this." Sun Yuheng tried his best to explain calmly, "I am also very greedy for this original picture. I went to Mr. Su's house a few days ago, hoping that he would sell me this original picture. However, , Mr. Su refused to sell it and took out a defective one. I thought it was pretty good, so I bought it. Don’t you know, it made everyone laugh.”
"That's it." Everyone was amused. The thin young man felt everyone's gaze and his old face turned red. Not only did he not know who posted the photos online, he also didn't know where Sun Yuheng bought them, otherwise he wouldn't have jumped out and embarrassed himself like this.
"The Prajna Meditation Sutra that Mr. Su took out cannot be a fake."
"What a generous gift. You can give away such a treasure."
"A gift-giving maniac is a gift-giving maniac. How can it be compared to ordinary people?"
Everyone quickly forgot about this little incident and gathered around the Prajna Meditation Sutra, their eyes were full of excitement and they were full of admiration.
The thin young man whispered in Sun Yuheng's ear: "Master Sun, I'm sorry, I didn't know."
Sun Yuheng scolded in a low voice: "Next time you grow some eyes, don't embarrass me again."
The thin young man lowered his head and said, "Yes, will you give me the Prajna Meditation Sutra you prepared?"
Sun Yuheng slapped the thin young man: "How can I give this to you, you idiot? Hurry up and prepare another one for me." Originally, even if his picture was a defective one, it was enough to overwhelm the audience and become Hu Xingming's favorite. Gifts, but now they are nothing. Genuine products have appeared, so who will look at defective products? He was so filled with hatred that Su Jing must have done it on purpose.