"Jia Rong, you have to help me no matter what this time. After all, you are also the boss. If this matter is not resolved, our auction house will not be able to continue working!"

Zhou Chen said with a bitter face.

"What happened, just say it!"

Lin Yu had never seen Zhou Chen look so embarrassed, and knew that he must have encountered something difficult.

"You said... in the field of antique calligraphy and painting, are there two identical authentic ones?!"

There was a trace of bitterness in Zhou Chen's expression, and he asked tentatively, "They are exactly the same, and they are all true!"

"You're kidding me, how can there be an exact replica of the original!"

Lin Yu smiled helplessly and said, "Throughout the ages, all well-known calligraphers and painters, or jade sculptors, pay attention to their mood when creating. No matter how careful they are, no matter how much they want to copy the original, there will be something wrong.

The discrepancies are the same as in later generations’ copying versions. No matter how careful the copying is, there are still slight differences. Unless it is copied using current technology, it can be exactly the same, but it can be seen at a glance that it is a fake!"

"You...you haven't encountered it before?"
Chapter completed!