Gu Weiwei dragged her suitcase to open the door and followed Fu Shiqin downstairs.
Downstairs, an old gentleman in his seventies was talking to Fu Hanzheng.
"Ming Lao, the purpose of asking you to come, I believe Assistant Xu has already told you on the way. Please take a look at whether this Pulian painting is genuine or fake."
"Purian's painting?" Ming Zongyuan was surprised.
While talking, he took out his reading glasses and put them on, "Now there are very few of his paintings outside, how can you find them?"
"It was taken by an underground auction house." Fu Hanzheng pointed at the painting on the table, "You are an expert on Pulian's paintings, so please come and have a look."
When Ming Zongyuan heard that it was Pulian's painting, he got up excitedly and walked to the table. After taking a closer look, his face collapsed.
"How is it, is it true?" Fu Shiqin couldn't wait to come over and ask.
Mr. Ming Zongyuan took off his glasses and turned to look at Fu Shiqin and the others with a displeased expression.
"You young people, are you trying to make me happy?"
Fu Hanzheng narrowed his eyes slightly, "Ming always said, this painting... is a fake?"
Fu Shiqin didn't believe it, so he looked in front of the painting and grabbed Ming Zongyuan and said.
"Old Ming, take a closer look, or I'll bring you a magnifying glass. This painting cost tens of millions to photograph. How could it be fake?"
"Ten million?" Ming Zong didn't even bother to look at it from a distance, as if the painting would stain his eyes.
"Who has a brain problem and spends tens of millions to buy such a fake painting?"
Meng Ruya looked at Fu Hanzheng and panicked.
"Old Ming, if you take a closer look, you just glance at it and say this painting is a fake. It's too hasty."
This painting was taken by her lead, and if it was fake, she would have to take responsibility.
In the end, instead of making Mu Weiwei unlucky, it actually made her a success.
Ming Zongyuan sighed impatiently and waved his hand.
"I don't have to look closely. I have seen how many paintings of Priyan. I can tell the real and fake ones at a glance."
"Besides, the authenticity of this painting is the favorite collection of a painting friend of mine. I have seen it in their home with my own eyes. They are not people who are short of money, and it is impossible to sell the painting."
He loved Puley's works, and when he saw these fake works, he lost his face on the spot.
Fu Shiqin was holding back his words, and he was waiting for Ming Zongyuan to identify the painting as genuine, so that he could scold Gu Weiwei.
But now, the painting is fake, and he has to hold back.
And Meng Ruya, who spent tens of millions to buy back the fake paintings, was right at the moment and didn't dare to say another word.
Fu Hanzheng raised his eyes to look at Gu Weiwei who was coming downstairs, his eyes were a little dark and unpredictable.
"Wei Wei, how did you find out that this painting is fake?" Mrs. Fu asked curiously.
She knew that she didn't learn to paint at all, and if she dared to put this copy up for auction, she didn't know how many people had been deceived, and how could she recognize it was fake at a glance.
"My mother used to like oil paintings, and she often took me to see foreign art exhibitions. She had seen other Pulian paintings and found them to be different, so she thought it was fake." Gu Weiwei explained briefly.
The fact is that the authentic piece of "Rose" was secretly purchased by the Gu family eight years ago and has been hanging in the living room of the Gu family.
Gu's mother loved Pulian's paintings for ten minutes. Most of Pulian's paintings were collected at home. Ming Zongyuan was invited to Gu's house as a painting friend and saw the real work of this painting with his own eyes.