Peerless prodigal system

Chapter 168 A mouthful of old blood spewed out!

When Yang Bo walked up to Wu Liang, he couldn't hold his fart.

"Wu Liang, Professor Qian is sitting in my office, and I will authenticate the grand master's chair with everyone later, I hope you can go and have a look."

Although this was not stated clearly, it also explained the meaning in a roundabout way.

After a while, Qian Mingju will personally appraise and comment on the Taishi chair, and ask Wu Liang to accept the slap in the face.

This old guy Yang Bo is going to play hard.

You know, the people present are all dignitaries from the provincial capital, and there are authoritative experts from Huadu. If you lose face on this occasion today, it will be more serious than the charity auction the night before yesterday.

However, Wu Liang is a prodigal son, he is not afraid of being bitten by too many lice, so he doesn't care about the bird's reputation at all.

Besides, it is not certain who will lose face.

Wu Liang nodded slightly towards Yang Bo, and said with a smile, "Old Yang, remember to prepare a bottle of quick-acting heart-rescuing pills."

Yang Bo understood the implication, and couldn't help trembling with anger.

"Old Yang, are you cold?" Wu Liang asked with a smile.

Yang Bo raised his head, raised his face, and snorted coldly: "Ignorant boy, you are still stubborn at this time! Do you think it would be a big deal to call a few small security guards? Childish!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Bo strode away aggressively.

And Wu Liang's team of small security guards wanted to rush up to kill Yang Bo, but Wu Liang stopped him.

"Get out of here!"

Yang Bo dared to beat up this group of brats as long as they offered a reward.

"Low-key, we are all educated people, educated people should look like educated people, don't fight and kill at every turn, understand?"

Wu Liang severely criticized this group of small security guards.

All the little security guards shouted in unison: "Understood!"

"Very well, a child can be taught. When Yang Bo is walking at night, he will drag him to the lawn and greet him."

Wu Liang smirked.

Hearing this, all the security guards and 9527 were taken aback.

Immediately, Dou nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, and sighed in his heart:

Or the chairman can play!

About half an hour later, the exhibition of Yang Bo's private collection finally started.

Still the same, before the exhibition, Yang Bo introduced several authoritative experts from Huadu.

All of a sudden, it's not 01:30 that forced the grid to improve.

After introducing the authoritative experts in Huadu, you thought it was about to officially start?

too young too naive.

Is it true that Yang Bo held this exhibition of private collections for the purpose of exhibiting the antiques he has collected over the years?

Not exactly.

Yang Bo's real purpose is to show off his newly photographed Ming Dynasty Hainan Huanghuali Wood Taishi Chair to the insiders.

That's why he invited several authoritative experts including Qian Mingju from Huadu to appraise this grand master's chair.

Of course, as far as Yang Bo was concerned, he was [-]% sure that the chair was genuine and not a fake as Wu Liang said. He was not afraid of the identification of authoritative experts at all, just to show off and slap Wu Liang in the face.

All the prominent figures in the provincial capital circle, as well as authoritative experts from Huadu, surrounded the grand master's chair in a circle.

Qian Mingju and the other three experts from Huadu were all holding magnifying glasses and observing the grand master's chair with serious expressions.

Watching and communicating.

They are not gods, so they need time to discuss and communicate before they can draw a final conclusion.

But at this time, the onlookers didn't expect much.

Because they all believe that the chair has been appraised by many experts in the provincial capital, and it is a genuine product at a fair price.There is only one prodigal son who raised objections, can you believe what the prodigal son says?It is better to believe in a dog than to believe in a prodigal!

Everyone just waited, some people even got a little sleepy and yawned.

"Old Yang, when does the exhibition start?"

"Mr. Yang is a little tired, let's start quickly, there is still business at hand."

"When will the experts appraise? Why are the experts invited from Huadu so slow?"

"Mr. Yang, let's start quickly, there is no need to appraise it, we all believe that this is the real thing."

Many people who were invited were impatient.

They all felt that Yang Bo was superfluous, since it was clearly the real thing, he still had to appraise it.

However, Yang Bo was not in a hurry, he was still waiting for Qian Mingju to say the word "genuine product". When this word came out of Qian Mingju's mouth, it was a level higher than Chen Boqing and his like in the provincial capital.

Yang Bo was still thinking, when that time came, he would "slap" Wu Liang severely.

Not only that, but also seize the opportunity to show off and put some gold on your face, so that you will become a famous figure in the circle in the future.

The only regret he felt was that Li Jinming got the other chair. If he got a pair, he would be arrogant.

Like Yang Bo, Li Jinming, who owns a Hainan huanghuali wood Taishi chair from the Ming Dynasty, sits in a wheelchair with a calm expression on his face, quietly waiting for the appraisal results from the authoritative experts from Huadu.

Li Jinming's calmness comes more from self-confidence.

He didn't believe Wu Liang's words for the simple reason that Wu Liang was a prodigal son.

With his grandfather by his side, Li Muzhi is indeed stronger than himself in terms of aura.

He glanced at Wu Liang from time to time, with the corner of his mouth curled up in a sarcasm.

Li Muzhi was waiting to see Wu Liang's excitement, including some other people present, who were also looking forward to Wu Liang being slapped in the face.

There is no way, the big tree attracts the wind, Wu Liang has made a lot of enemies during this time, not for anything else, just because he is too rich.

The other party was calculating carefully, racking their brains to engage Wu Liang.

However, Wu Liang didn't need to care too much about it at all, as long as everything spoke with the facts.

He quietly waited for Qian Mingju and several other experts from Huadu to complete the appraisal, and then announced the result.

Qian Mingju Qian Lao, frowning, was discussing with three colleagues, his voice was relatively low and he couldn't hear clearly.

After half an hour passed, Qian Mingju and others finally came to a conclusion.

"Old Qian, is it okay?" Yang Bo asked impatiently.

I saw that Qian Mingju nodded with a serious face.

Yang Bo urged again.

"Old Qian, hurry up and announce that my grand master's chair is made of Hainan Huanghuali wood in the Ming Dynasty, right?"

When Yang Bo said this, he deliberately raised the tone of the word "Hainan", and said it to Wu Liang.

Just when everyone thought that Qian Mingju would nod and say "yes" logically, Qian Mingju said seriously: "Old Yang, I won't play around with you anymore, this is a fake."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding audience were shocked, and even exaggerated, their jaws were about to drop.

"What? Fake? How is this possible!"

"What's the situation? Could it be that the prodigal son really predicted it?"

"It's too unbelievable, isn't there a big reversal in the end?"

"The prodigal son may become the biggest winner!"

"I've seen the grin of the prodigal son from the abyss."

For passers-by, this news is really unacceptable.

And the ones who were most shocked were Yang Bo and Li's grandson.

Especially Yang Bo, his whole face became pale and pale, as if recovering from a serious illness.

And his heart was instantly cold to the extreme, as if he had fallen from a high altitude to the bottom of a deep valley.

His lips trembled, and he reconfirmed with excitement: "Old Qian, you can't be joking with me at this time!"

Qian Mingju shook his head, and said firmly: "Old Yang, I can tell you responsibly that your Taishi chair is indeed made of rosewood in the Ming Dynasty, but it is not from Hainan, but from Vietnam, and so are you." Experts know very well the difference between Hainan rosewood and Vietnamese rosewood, which is a world of difference.”

Qian Mingju directly clarified that this is Vietnamese rosewood, not Hainan rosewood.

This sentence is exactly the same as what Wu Liang said at the charity auction!

Yang Bo was completely desperate, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and a fishy sweetness in his throat...