Chapter 12

Seeing everyone booing, Jiang Wan felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. Although she didn't know what gift Chen Ping had prepared, Chen Ping revealed one word: painting.

Chen Ping is not stupid, so he specially brought Feng Ruixiang's painting over.

However, Jiang Wan didn't know.

She instinctively thought that Chen Ping just bought a painting for decoration.

Moreover, Gao Yang's Tang Bohu's "Partners in the Spring Mountain" is in the limelight and has been praised by a group of people!

Such treasures, compared with the paintings in Chen Ping's hand, are like heaven and earth.

Taking it out at this time is simply embarrassing yourself.

"It's just a gift, nothing fancy." Jiang Wan helped Chen Ping speak, and at the same time gave him a hard look.

If she made a fool of herself in front of so many people today, she would definitely hate Chen Ping to death!

In that case, she would not be able to lift her head up in front of Gao Yang.

"Cousin, it's your fault. We can't let my cousin's husband feel cold."

Jiang Ling said with a smile, and walked over directly, snatching the long gift box hidden by Chen Ping from under the table.

"Hey, it's also a long gift box, so it's also a painting." Jiang Ling deliberately elongated her voice, and her words were full of sarcasm.

Chen Ping didn't know what to say, he just kept silent.

"Which two yuan supermarket did you buy this gift from?" Jiang Ling raised the gift box in her hand and asked sarcastically.

"I bought it from the antique market." Chen Ping said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the box glanced at Chen Ping strangely.

Antique market?

But this is too shabby, everyone also looked at Chen Ping with jokes.

Jiang Guomin's heart relaxed slightly, and he finally had a slight change in his attitude towards Chen Ping.

This son-in-law, who knows his hobbies, is not bad.

But it's just not bad, compared with Tang Bohu's "Spring Mountain Companion Picture" that Gao Yang gave just now, the things found in the antique market are not worth mentioning.

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard, cousin-in-law, you went to the antique market to look for it? You really don't take uncle seriously."

Jiang Ling said sarcastically, "I've heard that the things bought in the antique market are all fakes, and many of them are dirty."

Dirty goods, these two words are depressing.

Jiang Guomin's face collapsed in an instant. He still understood the insider's words.

There are indeed a lot of dirty things in the antique market, and it is unlucky to find them accidentally.

In this way, Jiang Guomin snorted coldly, and the sliver of goodwill he had just raised was gone.

Jiang Wan hurriedly got up, about to take the gift box back from Jiang Ling's hand, and said, "Then don't look at it."

"That's not okay. You have to see it. I'm curious about what my cousin-in-law bought."

Jiang Ling turned sideways, quickly opened the gift box, and took out the painting scroll inside.

painting?

Everyone saw it naturally, and their eyes kept switching between Gao Yang and Chen Ping.

No wonder Chen Ping refused to take it out. What painting is more precious than "Partners in Spring Mountain"?

Jiang Ling looked at the playful expression on the big guy's face, and then at Jiang Wan's gloomy gaze, she felt it was funny, and then unfolded the painting.

Crash!

The painting scroll rolled down, and a painting appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone stretched their heads to look over, and were first attracted by the exquisiteness of the painting.

Rich characters, full colors, soft lines, excellent work!

However, the more you look at the crowd, the more strange you feel.

"This... Isn't this exactly the same as Gao Yang's painting!" A junior in the crowd was full of surprise, his eyes widened.

After a while, everyone realized that the two paintings were exactly the same, and they were also "Partners in Spring Mountain"!

With a swipe, everyone's eyes focused on Chen Ping again.

Just kidding.

Can he find "Spring Mountain Companion Picture"?

This looks like a fake!

The moment Gao Yang opened the painting, he recognized that the painting was exactly the same as his own. He was initially taken aback, but immediately smiled coldly.

This is really God help me, hahahaha!

Chen Ping, Chen Ping, you are finished!

Take a counterfeit as a birthday present for my father-in-law, thank you for thinking of it.

Jiang Ling screamed loudly on purpose: "Brother-in-law, why is your painting exactly the same as Brother Gao Yang's? It can't be fake."

This is also the first reaction in everyone's heart.

The painting sent by Chen Ping, and it was bought from an antique market, must be completely fake!

"How do you know it's fake?"

Suddenly, Chen Ping's plain words sounded in the box.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Chen Ping in disbelief.

Isn't this guy crazy?

Of the two paintings, one was bought by Gao Yang at a cost of several million, and the other was found in an antique market. You can tell who is real and who is fake at a glance.

Jiang Wan also anxiously kicked Chen Ping under the table, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

I told him when I came here, let him bear it, this guy, why didn't he listen.

It's really embarrassing!

Jiang Ling immediately laughed and said, "Brother-in-law, what you mean is that your painting is real? Brother Gao Yang's is fake?"

Ridiculous!

"Maybe." Chen Ping continued, not caring at all that Jiang Wan was pinching her flesh under the table.

Ha ha ha ha!

A group of people laughed and shook their heads helplessly, belittling Chen Ping even more in their hearts.

Sitting on the main seat, Jiang Min also snorted coldly. He really understood his son-in-law.

"In that case, why don't you ask Uncle Jiang and all the uncles here to palm your eyes." Gao Yang said knowingly, his eyes were full of pride.

He is very confident.

He bought this painting from a friend for more than two million yuan.

Just relying on the fake paintings you bought for tens of dollars in the antique market like Chen Ping, you still want to compete with me?

dream!

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Ling couldn't wait to take the painting and walked to Jiang Guomin and several uncles who like to collect, and said, "Uncle, take a look."

Jiang Guomin took it with disgust, glanced at it a few times, and his eyes were shocked!

Several other old friends also took a few glances, then anxiously picked up the magnifying glass and looked carefully.

The more they looked, the more astonished they became.

This... This style of painting is Tang Bohu's right!

This painting seems to be real.

This is strange, the two paintings are so similar, as if copied by a copier.

Jiang Guomin and his old friends looked at each other for a few moments, then leaned over his desk again and looked carefully, paying attention to every detail.

Seeing this scene in everyone's eyes, everyone was a little surprised. Could it be that the painting that that trash Chen Ping gave is real?

Gao Yang was also a little flustered, looking at Uncle Jiang like that, it was like seeing the real thing.

Impossible, I spent two million, there will be no fakes.

Jiang Wan's heart was in her throat, and she glanced at Chen Ping, and found that he was sitting quietly and indifferently, as if not worried at all.

"Chen Ping, where did you get this painting? The imitation is so good that it can be easily confused with the real one." Jiang Guomin narrowed his eyes and said.

"This imitation is really good. If it weren't for the few of us present, it would really be possible to confuse the fake with the real one." Jiang Guomin's old friends followed suit.

To be honest, they still had no idea in their hearts, but they automatically favored Gao Yang's painting, who made it so expensive.

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time looked at Chen Ping even more contemptuously.

Sure enough, it is false.

Gao Yang also calmed down a bit, and looked at Chen Ping triumphantly.

Chen Ping frowned, his expression a little unnatural.

Feng Ruixiang gave himself a personal leave painting? That's impossible.

Disguise real ones?

All of a sudden Chen Ping figured it out, and presumably the old man and the others could also see that the two pictures were too similar, but they preferred the one given by Gao Yang.

Because Gao Yang is the rich second generation, and he is a poor son-in-law, how could he give it away for real.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping also shook his head helplessly, it doesn't matter anymore.

However, Jiang Ling laughed and sarcastically said: "Cousin-in-law, it's good enough, if you make a fake painting, who are you going to lie to?"

At the same time, she also ridiculed her cousin a few words: "Cousin, your husband is really amazing, I thought he really bought a real thing."

Jiang Guomin helped Chen Ping for the first time and said, "Okay, Lingling, Chen Ping can't be blamed for this, he also bought it, so he can't tell if it's true or not."

It was hard for everyone to say anything, but they alienated Chen Ping even more, and it was embarrassing to eat with someone like him.

Jiang Wan couldn't bear it anymore, so she dragged Chen Ping to leave the table angrily.

"What are you doing? It's not good to give me anything. You have to give me a fake painting! You've completely embarrassed me!" Jiang Wan accused angrily.

Chen Ping could only sullenly say, "I'm sorry."

"It's really annoying. The more I look at you, the more annoying I get. Go back and take care of the rice grains." Jiang Wan put down these words with grinning eyes, and turned her head back to the box.

Looking at her disappointed back, Chen Ping sighed silently.

Jiang Wan, my painting is real.

Hey, a bunch of ignorant people.

When Jiang Wan returned to the box, everyone saw that Chen Ping hadn't come in, Yang Guilan asked, "Where is Chen Ping?"

Jiang Wan squeezed out a smile and said, "Mi Li is still in the hospital, he's going back first."

hehe.

I'm afraid I'll lose face and run away.

Just at this time, the door of the box was pushed open, and Ma Jinwen walked in with seven or eight waiters carrying all kinds of precious delicacies and expensive wines.

"This is Brother Jiang." Ma Jinwen immediately walked up to Jiang Guomin and shook his hand politely.

"You are?" Jiang Guomin was stunned, he didn't know this person.

"I am the owner of Juxian Pavilion, Ma Jinwen. Today is Brother Jiang's birthday. I specially sent special dishes made by chefs invited from France, Germany, and the United Kingdom, as well as these 8 bottles of 82-year-old Lafite and 2 A bottle of Guozang Fenjiu." Ma Jinwen laughed.

Everyone looked at the plates of delicacies and bottles of good wine on the table, and they were all astonished beyond words!

The owner of Juxian Pavilion personally came to give the gift, which was simply too shocking.

The 1982 Lafite is already very rare, and there are still 2 bottles of Guozang Fenjiu!

This is the most expensive baijiu in the world. A single bottle once fetched two million at auction!

The king of wine!

"There's also a platinum membership card here, which is a gift from me. It's for Brother Jiang. When you come to eat next time, there will be a special room with a 50% discount." Ma Jinwen took out a membership card and solemnly handed it over To Jiang Guomin.

Jiang Guomin was so shocked that he could not speak for a long time. He stretched out his hand tremblingly to take it, and asked, "Ma... Boss Ma, thank you so much, but we don't know each other well. Who asked you to send it?"

"Is Mr. Chen not there?" Ma Jinwen asked, looking around, but did not see Chen Ping.

Mr. Chen?

Jiang Guomin was stunned. There was no one surnamed Chen in this box, and the others didn't think about Chen Ping.

Jiang Wan was startled, but she immediately thought of Chen Ping, but this is impossible.