Liancheng Yazhi looked at Mo Zhongkai's almost mortified expression and said, "My father-in-law's treasure did not come for nothing. Furthermore, if outsiders knew that there were fakes in my father-in-law's store, his reputation would be ruined for the rest of his life.

It will be destroyed by your father, don't you think so? Mr. Mo."

Mo Zhongkai felt that his face was almost swollen. When he wanted to take care of his face, he always had very strict requirements on himself when dealing with the outside world. Over the years, he had developed a set of standards whether in the army or outside.

His own way of doing things is effective, and he is neither humble nor arrogant in the eyes of outsiders.

This was the first time he was slapped in the face, and he had no way to refute.

Especially when Liancheng Yazhi raised this matter to Gu Hesheng's reputation, it... was even more serious.

In the imperial capital antique circle, who doesn’t know the ancient saying, Jinkou Yuyan, that the things in his store will never be ‘fake’.

Mo Zhongkai gritted his teeth. While he was blaming his father, he also hated Liancheng Yazhi to the extreme. He said, "Mr. Liancheng... I'm sorry about this matter. Please withdraw the lawsuit and let's resolve it privately."

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Liancheng nodded elegantly: "Of course, I still want to give this face to Mr. Mo."

Mo Zhongkai was overjoyed and was about to speak, but Liancheng added elegantly: "But I hope your father-in-law will send the original painting back to the store today, and I hope he can apologize to my wife. That painting was intended to be given away by my father-in-law.

Therefore, I cannot give it to your father."

Mo Zhongkai was immediately in a dilemma. His father refused to reveal the whereabouts of the authentic artifact and refused to take it out. He really had no choice but to take it out within today.

Besides...

Mo Zhongkai didn't want Liancheng Yazhi to catch his shortcomings in this matter.

Mo Zhongkai suddenly remembered his father's words: There was only one clerk and me in the store at that time, and no one else testified that he gave me this painting. He said that what I returned was a fake painting. He was basically slandering me.

Framed, I plan to sue them.

Mo Zhongkai's palms were covered with sweat.

With only his father and the clerk, and no other witnesses, who... can tell whether it is true or false?

If... the clerk secretly swallowed the original and slandered his father, then it would make sense.

Once evil thoughts arise, they can easily expand.

Mo Zhongkai sat there and thought about it for a while, and felt that this method was not impossible.

Even if there is a surveillance camera in the store, the images captured by the surveillance camera are not particularly clear. It is fine for identifying individuals, but it is completely impossible to identify the authenticity of an ancient painting.

So he said: "This... today... Mr. Liancheng, actually... I think this matter still needs to be verified."

Liancheng Yazhi sneered, finally here, Mo Zhongkai really lived up to Tang Han's evaluation of him and acted sinisterly.

Liancheng Yazhi raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh...check? What does Mr. Mo want to say, and what does he want to check?"

Mo Zhongkai said what he had just quickly compiled: "Mr. Liancheng, please don't be angry. It's like this. My father has always been cautious. I can't believe that he suddenly replaced a priceless authentic work. I think...

Maybe there is some misunderstanding."

Liancheng said elegantly: "Misunderstanding? Then tell me first, what is the misunderstanding?"

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