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Chapter 12 I want this painting

"Why so noisy?" A somewhat majestic voice sounded.

On the second floor, an old man in his fifties or sixties walked down slowly.

"Boss, a kid came to make trouble in the store, and I'm arguing with him." The clerk hurriedly replied with a nod and bow.

"Come to make trouble?" The old man narrowed his eyes, "Young man, Wangu Hall is not a place for people to make trouble."

"snort!"

Lin Hai was a little unhappy.

"You just believe his words? With such an attitude towards customers, your store is probably not far away."

"Xinyue, let's go, let's change houses. I'm afraid that Tang Bohu's paintings won't be sold." Lin Hai pulled Liu Xinyue and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." The old man stopped Lin Hai, "You mean, you want to sell Tang Bohu's paintings?"

Before Lin Hai could answer, the clerk interrupted: "Boss, Tang Bohu's surviving paintings have long been owned. Now he comes to sell Tang Bohu's paintings. Isn't it troublesome? I think he is probably a liar."

The old man's face also darkened.

"Young man, what's wrong with doing something at a young age, if you insist on being a cheater like others, is it easy to bully me when I'm Wangutang?"

Lin Hai laughed out of breath, it's really interesting, the painting hasn't been taken out yet, so he's a liar first.

"Yes, he is a liar."

At this time, a strange tone of yin and yang sounded from outside the door.

Hu Wei walked in, followed by Zhao Lei and Wang Ting.

"Lin Hai, what are you pretending to be like? What kind of valuables can a poor ghost come up with? It's not a trick or abduction?" Wang Ting's eyes were full of contempt.

"Yeah, Young Master Hu is here." When the clerk saw Hu Wei coming in, he nodded and bowed quickly, and he was a different person from Lin Hai when he came in.

"Xinyue, you're here too." Hu Wei ignored him and walked towards Liu Xinyue.

"Am I familiar with you?" Liu Xinyue's face also turned cold. So many people said that Lin Hai was a liar, so she was naturally unhappy.

"Let's go." Liu Xinyue didn't want to stay anymore, she was about to leave holding Lin Hai's arm.

"Don't be in a hurry." Hu Wei stretched out his hand to stop him, "Aren't you here to sell the painting? It's Tang Bohu's authentic work. It's awesome. Why don't you open the painting and let everyone open their eyes, how about it?"

Hu Wei said sarcastically.

At this time, some spectators had already surrounded the store, and when they heard that Lin Hai was here to sell Tang Bohu's authentic works, they immediately exploded.

"God, are young people nowadays so good at bragging?"

"Hey, if you don't look up the information first when you come out to cheat, Tang Bohu's authentic work has already had its home. Hey, I dare to say it."

"Come to Wan Gu Tang to cheat, this kid is not good enough today."

Hu Wei listened to everyone's discussion, and smiled triumphantly, "Why, do you dare to take it out?"

Lin Hai glanced at Hu Wei coldly, damn it, it seems that the lesson in the voice practice room was not enough last time.

"It's okay to show you, but if it's true, what do you say?"

"Hahahaha..." Hu Wei laughed exaggeratedly, "Look at him, how serious he is, as if what he is holding in his hand is really an authentic Tang Bohu."

Everyone also laughed. Obviously, no one believed that what Lin Hai was holding was Tang Bohu's authentic handwriting.

"Stop talking nonsense, if it's true, what do you say?" Lin Hai stared at Hu Wei and said.

"Hmph! If it's true, I will take your surname!"

"No, please don't!" Lin Hai hurriedly waved his hands, "If I want a son like you, the eighteen generations of my family's ancestors will have to climb up from the ground and strangle me to death."

"Coax!" The onlookers suddenly burst into laughter.

Hu Wei's face was livid, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Ma De, if your painting is real, you can pick any one from Wangu Tang, and I will give it to you!"

"Okay, in addition, there is one more thing to add. You three, like last time, each have to learn three dog barks. This time, you are not allowed to play tricks." Lin Hai said jokingly.

"Okay, but if it's fake, you have to leave Xinyue and crawl out of here like a dog!"

"Deal!" Lin Hai snapped his fingers, took the painting box and walked to the long table in the middle of the hall.

"I don't know who has researched on Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting, can you help identify it?" Lin Hai asked the crowd of onlookers.

"Boss Du of Wangutang is an expert, just let him appraise it." Someone said.

"Him?" Lin Hai glanced at the old man, who raised his chin arrogantly, "Don't worry, the old man can tell the truth from the fake."

"Tch!" Lin Hai smiled disdainfully, "I can trust Boss Du's identification level."

"In that case, let's open the painting." Boss Du glanced at Lin Hai impatiently.

"But." Lin Hai paused, "I'm somewhat skeptical about Boss Du's character."

"You!" Boss Du was trembling with anger, "Okay, okay, if it turns out to be fake later, I won't let you get out of the Wangu Hall!"

"Tch!" Lin Hainiao didn't care about him, after taking Zhuji Pill, would he be afraid of you being an eternal hall?

"I don't know who can help identify it?" Lin Hai said to the crowd again.

"The old man is here to help you identify it." A voice came from the door.

"Ah, isn't this Mr. Wang?"

"It's good to have Mr. Wang here. It's absolutely true that it can't be fake, and the fake can't be true."

"Yes, Mr. Wang's appraisal level is one of the best in China."

Lin Hai turned his head and saw a vigorous old man in his seventies walking in, followed by a young man in his thirties.

"Young Master Ye, you're here too." Just when everyone was complimenting Mr. Wang, Hu Wei trotted all the way to the young man, smiling shyly like a pug, and greeted him meanly.

"Hello, Mr. Hu." Ye Ziyu nodded gracefully at Hu Wei, but Hu Wei was flattered for a while, and the smile on his face became even humbler.

"Old Wang, it's really radiant to visit our store." As soon as Old Wang came in, Boss Du put down his coquettish airs and greeted him proactively.

Obviously, the identity of this Wang Lao is not simple.

Wang Lao greeted everyone politely, and then smiled at Lin Hai.

"Young man, open your painting. The old man still has some experience in authenticating Tang Bohu's work."

"I don't know who you are?" Wang Lao's tone was polite, and Lin Hai naturally showed due respect.

"Old Wang is the vice-chairman of the Huaxia Calligraphers and Painters Association. Among Tang Bohu's surviving works, three are authenticated by Wang Lao." Before Wang Lao could speak, Ye Ziyu next to him introduced to Lin Hai.

"Damn, this old man is amazing, he has actually identified three calligraphy and paintings of Tang Bohu." Lin Hai was relieved.

"That being the case, please pay attention to Mr. Wang." As he spoke, Lin Hai opened the wooden box, took out the painting, and spread it out on the long table very carefully.

Everyone also quieted down, poking their heads and looking towards the table.

"Pfft! Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter, what nonsense is Tang Bohu's authentic work, this is obviously a erotic picture." Zhao Lei's laughter was the first to ring out.

"This, this is too outrageous."

"Hmph, young people nowadays, it's really vulgar."

Liu Xinyue was also watching seriously. She trusted Lin Hai 100%, and never believed that Lin Hai would use a fake painting to deceive people.

But when she saw the content in the painting, Liu Xinyue's face turned red.

"This Lin Hai is really messing around." Liu Xinyue pinched Lin Hai's arm with her little hand.

Mr. Wang was not disturbed by the outside world at all. Putting on his reading glasses, he almost lay his whole face on the painting, carefully identifying it.

However, those who are interested have noticed that Wang Lao's face is constantly changing, and he is becoming more and more shocked.

After a long time, Mr. Wang slowly straightened up and took off his reading glasses.

"Old Wang, don't be angry, young people nowadays don't know what is good and what is bad, they always want to take some crooked ways and get rich overnight."

"Yeah, don't bother with him, let Boss Du drive him out."

Everyone seemed to agree that the painting was fake.

"Hmph, Lin Hai, what else do you have to say, get ready to crawl out like a dog, hahaha..." Hu Wei and Zhao Lei laughed loudly, and Wang Ting also had a sinister smile on her face.

Boss Du winked at the clerk, and as soon as Mr. Wang said that the painting was fake, he would call someone immediately and beat Lin Hai out.

Lin Hai turned a deaf ear to the crowd and looked at Mr. Wang, smiling without saying a word.

"Ah." After a long time, Elder Wang sighed softly, and everyone fell silent.

"Young man, please make an offer. I want this painting."

"What!" Elder Wang's words were shocking, and everyone in the room was dumbfounded.

"Old Wang, you..."

"I said, I want this painting!"