Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

Han Mingmei glanced at the manager Fu Ruixiang, and then sat opposite Lin Hanxing.

The manager glared at Lin Hanxing and angrily called a reputable appraisal expert in Jiangcheng.

In Fu Ruixiang, no one spoke anymore.

Lin Hanxing and the old man in Chinese tunic suit continued to drink their tea.

Occasionally we would chat.

There was no fear in the conversation, as if the two parties had just made a bet worth one billion.

No one greeted Su Ling'er, but Su Ling'er quietly sat next to Han Mingmei.

Han Mingmei had no time to talk to her.

He just fixed his gaze on Lin Hanxing's face.

Is Lei Xiao doting on her like this?

Let her do whatever she wants?

My eyes fell on that delicate little face, and I couldn't tell what it felt like!

Is she really that calm?

Lin Hanxing naturally knew that Han Mingmei was looking at him.

But he didn't care at all about her scrutinizing gaze.

Manager Fu Ruixiang came back soon after making the phone call. He stood next to his young lady and looked at the old man and the young man with the same hatred.

The people watching outside the door were also patiently waiting for the follow-up.

The antique street has not been so lively for a long time.

The old man in Chinese tunic suit tilted his head and looked at Lin Hanxing. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the wife Lei Xiao had found was particularly suitable for him!

He looks good and has a good temper.

It would be a pity to pair it with Ah Xiao's stuffy gourd.

"Axiao's wife, do you really don't need to call him?"

If Ah Xiao knew that the person he felt so deeply about was being bullied, he might get angry!

Before Lin Hanxing could answer, Han Mingmei heard it.

His confused eyes fell on the old man in Chinese tunic suit. Did he just call him A Xiao?

Usually only people close to me would call Lei Xiao like this, could it be...

He is very familiar with A Xiao?

Han Mingmei couldn't help but murmur in her heart.

Lin Hanxing glanced at the old man in mountain suit and smiled lightly when he saw worry in his eyes.

"It's just a small thing."

Su Ling'er sneered in her heart. She was just pretending. When the experts came, she would wait for Lin Xiaojiu to be slapped in the face!

Minutes passed and the experts arrived.

I don’t know how many experts Fu Ruixiang’s manager called, but three or four people came in a swarm.

"Miss Han."

As soon as they entered the door, the experts all looked in the direction of Han Mingmei and said hello.

Han Mingmei stood up and briefly described the matter to the experts specially invited to do the appraisal, which immediately caused these people to exclaim, God knows this is the authentic work of Huang Tingjian worth 500 million!

"What a pity, what a pity!"

Looking at the scroll torn in half from the middle, the old expert's words were full of regret.

The other experts slowly spread out the remaining fragments on the table, spread them flat on the table, took out their magnifying glasses and slowly pondered over them.

Su Ling'er, who was standing next to Han Mingmei, looked at Lin Hanxing with a somewhat proud look in her eyes.

This group of experts are all well-known figures in Jiangcheng, and they often appear on some treasure appraisal programs. With them here, they can quickly clear the whole Fu Ruixiang's name!

Until then, this little bitch will just wait to lose money!

The more she thought about it, the happier Su Ling'er felt!

"Look at the signature and bell seal, it's definitely Huang Tingjian!"

"Look at this unfettered calligraphy and painting style that combines movement and stillness, it is Huang Tingjian's unique feature!"

The experts watched and whispered.

The more he listened, the prouder Fu Ruixiang's clerk became, confidently waiting for Lin Hanxing to make a fool of himself.

"Miss Han, after our unanimous decision..."

The old expert, still holding a magnifying glass in his hand, continued.

"This calligraphy and painting is real, indeed it was written by Huang Tingjian!"

The 3rd update, there are still updates.