Chapter 827

Who is this stone?

Why can this gentleman see through this piece of work that can be completely confused with the real at a glance?

Li Liusheng stared at Chu Jiang with a faint smile in front of him, and such two problems appeared in his head.

This must not be a guess, but very confident. Otherwise, you must not have the courage to pour Baijiu on this calligraphy. Otherwise, your expression will not always be so calm, so calm, with a smile, just like the white clouds on the horizon, giving people a feeling of lightness and lightness.

Leng Yuehan's beautiful eyes flashed a complex expression again, because she felt that the font of invisible words was very familiar, just like the font she had practiced since childhood, lotus root body, but it didn't seem like it.

Lotus root style is a small-scale calligraphy style in Jiangnan Water Town. The font is full of soft and graceful, just like Jiangnan women who pick lotus roots. And the font in front of me seems to have a few more Bohemian natural and unrestrained gas, a few more upright domineering, and a little bit dejected.

Liu Xiaoxian was excited, hugged brother Chu beside her, and then kissed Chu Jiang's cheek with a kiss. She looked more obsessed with Chu Jiang's eyes.

"Brother Chu, how did you know there were invisible words in it?"

"I... got it, do you believe it?"

"... letter!"

Liu Xiaoxian smiled and nodded. In fact, she didn't know when to start. What Chu Jiang said was what.

On the other side, childe Bo, with the appearance of invisible handwriting, his face was dead black. With Liu Xiaoxian kissing Chu Jiang, with a bang, childe Bo staggered and almost fainted.

He is not a fool. When the invisible words appear, he certainly knows that the so-called authentic work of Zhang Xu is fake. But what Mr. Bo pays attention to is not the authenticity of the handwriting, but——

If this guy doesn't stand up and pour Baijiu on the handwriting, his collection will still be the authentic works of Zhang Xu, and tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of authentic works can still be auctioned.

What is an authentic work? When no one thinks it is a fake, it is an authentic work.

But then this bloody guy stood up and seemed to make a crazy move... Now he felt ashamed, ashamed in front of beautiful women, ashamed in front of guests, and in front of TV viewers

Eh!

He thought it was a TV program. Fortunately, it was still being recorded, not live.

"Damn bastard, I'll settle with you later!" Young master Bo gave Chu Jiang a resentful look in his eyes, and he wanted to have Chu Jiang cramped and skinned.

But Mr. Bo knew that he was not Chu Jiang's opponent, so when the hero didn't suffer immediate losses, he rushed to Li Dao first.

"Delete the clip just now!"

"What?"

Director Li is also drunk. If you say delete, delete it. This is the opportunity I have been waiting for for for many years. I can completely improve the audience rating to the extreme. If you say delete, delete it. I'm not a fool.

"Ah, what, delete everything since I came out."

"Why?"

"Just because I'm a blogger in Beijing!"

"Bo Jia?"

Li Dao doesn't know whether it's a blogger or a writer at all. He only knows the audience rating in his eyes.

Mr. Bo saw that director Li was indifferent, and immediately became angry. When he was in the capital, no matter where he went, others were respectful to him. Directors and stars, as long as they had the opportunity, would approach him, and many stars even created hidden rules for him.

When he arrived in Haishi, if he moved out of his grandfather Bo Cangtian's name, even the mayor of Haishi had to give him face.

But this unknown director turned his nose at him. How can our broad-minded childe not be angry.

"I... Will complain to your leader. We'll see!" Mr. Bo saw that director Li didn't give him face, so he could only stare at director Li, and then prepared to delete the clip just recorded through other channels. Otherwise, he would lose face and throw it to grandma's house.

Li Dao turned a blind eye and roast, because he saw many such things, he didn't believe that such a good subject would not be broadcast by the TV station.

At this time, the clever host immediately interviewed Chu Jiang: "Sir, how did you think of spilling wine on the handwriting just now?"

"The truth is actually very simple. People will speak the truth after drinking wine, and the body of a beautiful woman will be more exquisite after being splashed with wine, and the handwriting..." Chu Jiang knew that if it was a guess, the host would certainly keep asking, so he casually dealt with two sentences, ready to take Liu Xiaoxian's hand and walk down the stage.

"You... Can't go!" Mr. Bo returned to Chu Jiang and said viciously, "you... Have to pay me 50 million yuan. The work that was originally worth 50 million yuan, but you have made it worthless. You have to pay, or you can't go!"

"Joke, if the signature of your picture is stone, it can at least sell for millions or something, but the signature is Zhang Xu, which is originally a worthless thing." Chu Jiang smiled coldly.

What Chujiang said is a trade rule in the calligraphy and painting industry. No matter how high one's attainments in calligraphy and painting are, if he imitates other people's works and signs their names, this work is worthless.

On the contrary, a person with high attainments in calligraphy can sell his works at a certain price after he honestly signs his name.

After hearing this, the experts also nodded slightly and thought that Chu Jiang was very expert. Instead, they thought that the blogger from the capital was a kind of dogged practice and a vulgar practice.

"You..." young master Bo raised his hand, as if he wanted to do it, but suddenly thought of the scene that Chu Jiang Lian had just raised his hand, and immediately put his hand down. Finally, he knew he was wrong, so he could only say a cruel word, "you... Wait and see!"

After saying that, Mr. Bo didn't look at everyone, even Leng Yuehan didn't say hello, and even didn't want the heavily makeup * just now, so he left directly, looking angry.

Of course, after coming out, he raced for a while to relieve his mood, and then the first thing was to find a relationship and call the TV station to delete the clips of his appearance from the program recorded tonight. I believe that with the energy of bloggers, a phone call can definitely be done.

The second thing is to make an appointment with friends in Shanghai to see if we can repair the person who destroys his good deeds through the relationship between friends.

At this time, the second guy remembered that he didn't even know the name of the person who destroyed his good deeds. How should he retaliate?

Go back and inquire again. It seems that he dare not, so he suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and Bentley was furious again.

However, everyone's son is everyone's son. He has a cultivation that can be held up and put down. He just ruined a word, lost 10 million, and was embarrassed.

But the broken BMW man is still a broken BMW man, and he still drives his own luxury car Bentley.

Mood is always the most important!

Yes, Mr. Bo comforted himself with the words that he lost money, lost face and couldn't lose mood, so his face showed a proud smile again.