"Thank you?" Fu Shiqin was not angry at all.
"Muwei, you destroyed a famous painting bought by tens of millions of people, and we also want to thank you. Is it my brain problem or your brain problem?"
She destroyed a famous painting worth tens of millions of dollars, and had the cheek to ask them to thank her?
"Of course you have a brain problem." Gu Weiwei gave him a slight squint.
"You..."
Gu Weiwei looks at the oil painting. The painting is one of the series of rose garden of Pulian, a famous European painter in the 19th century. The rose in the painting is delicate. Unfortunately, because the coffee seeped into the canvas, the whole painting looks dark and has lost its original beauty and artistic conception.
"Spend tens of millions on a fake, not what's wrong with your brain?"
"Fakes?!" Fu Shiqin was speechless as soon as he heard her forceful words.
"You don't know painting and you haven't learned art. Do you know what is real painting and what is fake painting?"
Meng Ruya said immediately, "this painting is from the official auction. It has been identified by experts. It can't be fake."
She found the painting, and she took it.
Now she even said that she spent tens of millions to buy a fake painting, in order to get rid of the crime, she even dared to tell such a lie.
Fu Hanzheng's eyebrows are colder than before. "You say it's fake. It's better to have a perfect explanation."
Gu Weiwei looked at him and explained her discovery word by word.
"Most of his paintings are thin painting techniques. They have transparent or translucent effects. They are vivid and vivid. Although they are very similar, they are not his paintings at all."
"I have studied painting for so many years, how can I not see what you said?" Asked Meng Ruya with a smile.
Gu Weiwei smiled and said simply.
"If you still don't believe it, go to Mr. Ming Zongyuan for identification. He is an expert in the study of Pulian painting and the president of the Chinese Art Association. With his vision, you can see whether the painting is true or not."
"Well, you really don't see the coffin and don't cry."
Fu Shiqin sneered. He had never met such a shameless person.
She lives in Fu's house. He has no problem.
They usually harass his brother when she is young and ignorant, but she is clearly wrong in this matter, and they still try to make sense here.
Old lady Fu looked at Fu Hanzheng and said, "even if you really want to convict her, you have to be convinced. Please come to me."
Fu Hanzheng calls his assistant and asks people to go to the Ming family to ask mingzongyuan to identify the authenticity of the painting on the spot.
Fu Shiqin said coldly, "OK, let's invite Minglao to make an appraisal. The appraisal result will come out in a moment. I'll see what else you can say."
"If it is true, I will compensate you for selling blood and kidney." Gu Weiwei finished saying, smiled unkindly, "but what if it's a fake?"
"If it's fake, I'll call you dad." Fu Shiqin hummed.
"Well, don't depend on your account for a moment." Gu Weiwei got up and said to old lady Fu.
"Grandma Fu, I want to clean up first."
Old lady Fu nodded. No matter whether the painting is true or false, Han Zheng can't let her live here any more.
Gu Weiwei went upstairs to pick up Mu Weiwei's things. After that, she sat quietly upstairs alone, thinking about how to go after leaving here.
After a while, Fu Shiqin ran up and down to knock on the door.
"Muwei, Mr. Ming has come. It's too late for you to hide now."