450: C450 Expose

C450 Expose

Jiang Feifan did not waste any time. He just smiled and said, "Ancient calligraphy and paintings, like Wang Yin, are made of superior paper from the south of the Yangtze River. Even if you pour the ink on it, it won't penetrate the paper. But what about your painting? Look at the back. It's already a mess."

As Jiang Feifan spoke, he quickly unfolded the painting.

When the painting was unfolded, the red figure saw that the back of the painting had long been soaked in ink and was not in good shape. It could be said that it was rather rough.

Everyone was stunned for a few seconds.

Some people knew that when a painting made by "everyone," they would usually use good brush and ink.

When used with this kind of ink and brush, no matter what, it would be impossible to pierce through the paper. However, this painting.

Everyone started whispering amongst themselves and started to believe what Jiang Feifan said.

Liu Dongcheng's facial expression changed slightly, but it quickly returned to normal. Things had already developed to this point. No matter what, Liu Dongcheng would never admit it.

The hotel manager couldn't help but panic in his heart.

He now knew that Jiang Feifan was not talking nonsense, but really had some ability.

Han Siyu, who was at the side, took a video with her phone. When she heard what Jiang Feifan said, she felt some waves in her heart. Jiang Feifan looked calm and composed, but when faced with such a famous senior, he was not afraid at all.

Just this boldness alone was not enough for many people to reach Jiang Feifan's level.

"Humph, with just a piece of paper, you can say that this painting is fake? What logic, do you know how to appraise?"

"I don't know if it's this piece of paper. This painting of Wang Yu's plum blossoms has yet to be secretly stamped. Even now, you still refuse to admit that it's fake?" Jiang Feifan's tone was already somewhat overbearing.

"Kid, I have already said that this painting is real. How many times do you want me to tell you?"

"My words are the truth. If you want to prove that I am wrong, you have to have a higher achievement than me."

Liu Dongcheng said. At this moment, it could be said that this was the conclusion of a coffin.

What he meant was that this old man's achievement was higher than yours. If you want to deny this old man's words, then you have the ability to be stronger than this old man.

It was actually a little shameless for Liu Dongcheng to take it back like this.

Using his status to pressure others.

Actually, everyone had already seen some signs.

It might be true that this painting was fake, but Liu Dongcheng refused to admit it. No one could do anything to Liu Dongcheng.

After all, Liu Dongcheng's status was there.

After saying this, Liu Dongcheng saw that Jiang Feifan was silent, and couldn't help but sneer.

He thought to himself, "Kid, you want to fight me? You are still too young."

"Kid, you have nothing else to say, right?" Liu Dongcheng smiled.

"Specialist Liu, Specialist Liu, I have given you all the opportunities I should have given you. It was you who didn't cherish them. In that case, don't blame me for being impolite."

Jiang Feifan flipped the paper over and saw a mark on the paper. There was a mark on the big piece of paper.

It said, "Made by the Eastern Ascension Paper Factory in South City."

After Jiang Feifan turned the paper over, everyone was dumbfounded for a moment.

Everyone broke into an uproar.

Initially, everyone thought that Jiang Feifan would definitely suffer this time. They felt that Jiang Feifan would definitely be crippled this time. However, the reality was completely different.

The result had completely changed.

All of a sudden, everyone had a whole new level of respect for Jiang Feifan.

Jiang Feifan had given Specialist Liu several chances, but Specialist Liu never took Jiang Feifan seriously. He even used his identity to pressure Jiang Feifan.

Everyone felt that Jiang Feifan was extremely kind.

The result was that Specialist Liu only had himself to blame.

Han Siyu quickly went forward and recorded this scene.

Liu Dongcheng stood on the spot with a dumbfounded expression and did not even have time to recover from his shock.

He stared blankly at the hotel manager.

The hotel manager's face completely collapsed.

Liu Dongcheng never would have thought that the hotel manager would make such a crude painting to such an extent for the sake of profit. It could be said that it was rotten beyond belief.

It was truly laughable. At this time, Liu Dongcheng also felt that he was somewhat lamentable.

After Han Siyu finished filming, she put away her phone.

She also told Jiang Feifan, "Jiang Feifan, I'm done filming."

Jiang Feifan nodded.

The haze above Wang Qin's head was swept away. She felt happy in her heart. As long as he proved that this painting was fake, he did not need to pay.

Everyone started to point at the hotel manager and Liu Dongcheng.

Liu Dongcheng heard a buzzing sound in his head. Things had developed to this point, and he might not be able to keep his cool anymore.

After he came back to his senses, he looked at Jiang Feifan. In the next second, he knelt down in front of Jiang Feifan.

He opened his mouth and said, "Mister, this old man is stupid. Please give me a chance."

The hotel manager's face changed when he saw Liu Dongcheng kneeling down.

Jiang Feifan ignored Liu Dongcheng.

He walked in front of the hotel manager and said, "Can I call the police now?"

Hearing Jiang Feifan's words, the hotel manager was terrified. If Jiang Feifan called the police, he would be guilty of fraud. Two million was a lot of money, and it would be a matter of minutes for him to be locked up for eight or ten years.

He finally could not take it anymore.

With a "plop," he knelt in front of Jiang Feifan.

"Mr Jiang, I beg you, please give me a chance."

He cried with a sad face and begged Jiang Feifan.

The hotel manager's mind had completely collapsed. He was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

When he returned, not only would he lose his job, he would also be arrested and locked up for eight to ten years.0

He knelt in front of Jiang Feifan and began to beg Jiang Feifan to let him go.

"Mr Jiang, I know I was wrong. I am willing to compensate Mr Jiang for his mental loss."

"Please give me another chance."

Liu Dongcheng could not keep calm anymore.

His heart was a little broken.

He looked at Jiang Feifan. He had thought that with his status and identity, he could get some benefits. He had never expected that he would fail miserably in such an easy task.

"Little brother, give this old man a chance. As long as you don't expose what happened today, I will agree to any of your conditions." Liu Dongcheng had nowhere else to go. That was why he had lowered his face and come to ask for help.

When the surrounding people saw this scene, they all felt somewhat speechless.

Was this still the Liu Dongcheng who went on television and talked about archaeology?

Everyone stared at him in a daze.

Liu Dongcheng was on the verge of tears.

Wang Qin and Han Siyu were a little shocked.

If Jiang Feifan exposed what Han Siyu had just recorded, Liu Dongcheng's work would basically be ruined.

With his reputation ruined, it would be troublesome if he wanted to stay in this circle in the future.

"How about this, I will compensate you two million. How about you forget about this matter?"

Liu Dongcheng stared at Jiang Feifan, hoping that Jiang Feifan would nod his head at this moment.

Wang Qin, who was originally at a disadvantage, suddenly turned around. This made Wang Qin somewhat unable to react, but when she heard Liu Dongcheng say two million, her eyes instantly lit up.

The hotel manager lowered his head, not daring to speak.

Jiang Feifan was not interested in money. These two people were doing this kind of black-hearted business in the hotel, so they should be locked up for ten to eight years.

Jiang Feifan stared at Liu Dongcheng and said, "I already gave you the opportunity just now, you didn't cherish it."

After Jiang Feifan finished speaking, Liu Dongcheng's strength seemed to have been drained in an instant. Liu Dongcheng, who was kneeling, immediately fell to the ground.

His eyes were empty.

Jiang Feifan had given him several chances just now, but he didn't cherish them.

Not only that, he had also used his seniority to threaten Jiang Feifan.

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