Metropolis: It’s a showdown, I am the richest man in the world

"Master Lin, why are you being polite to me? Just wait for me and I'll be there soon."

"good."

Twenty-five minutes later, Lu Bo brought an appraiser to the University of Washington, and the boy's father also brought what they said was the authentic work.

But when the two groups bumped into each other, the boy's father saw Lu Bo and immediately came forward to say hello.

"Young Master Lu, why are you here at Huada?"

"Huh? Who are you?"

"I still went to the banquet your father held last time."

"Not impressed."

After speaking, Lu Bo walked into the school, followed closely by the man.

Both of them came to the calligraphy activity room. When Lu Bo saw Lin Yuan, he immediately stepped forward and changed his attitude. When the man saw Lu Bo like this, he thought that the person in front of him must not be simple, so he had to fawn.

"Dad, you're here. Have you brought the original work?"

The boy asked excitedly after seeing his father.

The boy's father handed the work to the boy and then ran to Lin Yuan and Lu Bo.

"Young Master Lu, who is this?"

"This is Mr. Lin, and who are you? I don't know you, why do you keep coming here?"

"Master Lu, I am Ding Baiquan and I have business dealings with your family. I hope you can take more care of me."

"Then you should go and tell my dad, what's the use of telling me."

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Lu."

Ding Baiquan saw that he couldn't please Lu Bo, so he turned around and wanted to please Lin Yuan. Unexpectedly, Lin Yuan gave him a blow in the head when he opened his mouth.

"Are you his father?"

"Yes, I am."

"Okay, the appraiser has also been brought here. Let the appraiser identify which of the authentic works of Yan Zhenqing in our hands is authentic and which is fake, and then we can discuss compensation."

compensation? Who is real and who is fake?

Could it be that Mr. Lin was the one whose son tore up his work? !

It's over, it's over, why have you offended this person? Even Lu Bo wants to please him, his strength must be terrifying.

No matter who is true or false, the only one who will be killed in the end will be yourself!

You little bastard, you know how to cause trouble for your father!

"Since the appraisers are here, let's appraise mine first, lest yours will be appraised as fake later and you will say that mine is also fake."

At this time, the boy hadn't realized that Lin Yuan was someone he couldn't afford to offend. The father beside him was already breaking out in a cold sweat and kept pinching his son's arm to remind him.

"Dad, why are you pinching me? Our works are definitely authentic and cannot be fakes. What are you afraid of?"

Ding Baiquan was about to cry because his son was stupid.

The appraiser picked up the work brought by Ding Baiquan, inspected it carefully and then spoke.

"This is a fake, not the original."

Everyone present was surprised when they heard the appraiser's words.

Didn’t he say that the one he had at home was authentic? Why is it a fake?

I think he was bragging, but it turned out to be a fake, which is really embarrassing.

Do you think the one he tore up is the original?

Damn it! No, that would be too exciting.

There is a feeling of looking at authentic works vs fakes, so exciting.

"Impossible, how could it be a fake! My dad bought it from a friend for 500,000 yuan, so it can't be fake."

The man still didn't believe what he saw.

The man's father was also a little surprised. He indeed spent 500,000 yuan to buy this work. How could this happen? At the beginning, his friend showed him various appraisal certificates. How could they be fake?

Lin Yuan suddenly spoke.

"Is it possible that your friend is lying to you? It's easy to forge an appraisal certificate."

Ding Baiquan was a little surprised when he heard Lin Yuan's words. He had never thought that one day he would be deceived by a good friend.

"Don't be complacent. If you have the skills, let the appraiser see if your painting is authentic!"

"Okay, what will you do if it's an authentic work?"

"I will give up participating in the calligraphy competition and make compensation."

"I didn't force you to withdraw from the competition. It was you who said you gave up participating. Don't regret it then."

"a man of his words."

"I will never regret it. There is no way that your painting is authentic."

Ding Baiquan had begun to panic. He felt that it was absolutely impossible for someone like Lin Yuan to produce a fake work.

The appraiser looked at the torn work carefully and then said.

"Oh my god! Who did this? He tore up Yan Zhenqing's original calligraphy. This work is worth at least 1 million."

After hearing the appraiser's words, Ding Baiquan collapsed to the ground.

He does have the 1 million, but his son has offended Lin Yuan. It seems that his family's business will not be able to continue in Luo City in the future.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible. You invited the person here, and he must be on your side. This work of mine cannot be fake. It must be you who told the appraiser that our calligraphy works are fake!"

Before Lin Yuan and Lu Bo could speak, Ding Baiquan walked up to his son Ding Yunting.

"Snapped."

"Snapped."

"Snapped."

Three more slaps. Is slapping popular now?

"I'm sorry, Master Lin, I'm sorry, Master Lu, I will teach this traitor a lesson right now."

"Dad! You actually hit me!"

"You traitor, why don't you apologize to Lin Shaolu and Shao Lu quickly? Don't you want our family to hang out in Luo City?!"

After hearing Ding Baiquan's words, Ding Yunting instantly understood why his father wanted to beat him.

This Lin Yuan is not simple and cannot be offended by his family.

Ding Yunting was completely frightened and apologized quickly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin. I was blind and tore up the original work. We will definitely compensate you. I will glue the torn pieces back together."

"There's no need to stick to it. I'll compensate you in full."

"Thank you, Mr. Lin."

Ding Yunting was too embarrassed to stay in the calligraphy activity room and left with his father.

"Brother Lin, there is a party tonight, and I would like to invite you to come and play together."

Lu Bo said suddenly.

"Tonight?"

Lin Yuan thought for a while. He seemed to have nothing to do tonight.

"Brother Lin, this is the first time I have made up my mind to invite you. Please don't refuse."

"I told some of my friends about you, and they really want to meet you."

Lu Bo said pleadingly.

"All right."

Lin Yuan agreed.

Anyway, I have nothing to do at night, so I can go and have some fun.

"Thank you, Brother Lin."

Lu Bo thanked Lin Yuan repeatedly.

He was afraid that Lin Yuan would reject him.

After making an appointment with Lin Yuan on the time and place, Lu Bo continued.

"Brother Lin, I won't disturb you and sister-in-law. Let's see you tonight."

After speaking, Lu Bo left without looking back.

Su Qingqing's face instantly turned red when she heard the word sister-in-law.

Everyone in the calligraphy activity room instantly became excited when they heard the word sister-in-law.

This Lu Bo, why did he say such things before leaving!

Don't you know it will be misunderstood?

Everyone in the activity room was talking a lot.

"Oh my god! Lin Yuan and the school beauty Su are real."

"Have a good time!"

"Bai Yueguang has become someone else's..."