Without even looking at it, Yang Ziyan knew that what Xiao Chenyi bought was fake.

Ode to the Plum Blossoms in Kowloon is a work by a famous artist and is the only one of its kind.

Yang Ziyan has verified that his stuff is genuine, so it can only prove that Xiao Chenyi's stuff is fake.

Upon hearing Yang Ziyan's words, the entire audience suddenly burst into uproar.

If you really spent 500,000 to buy fake goods, this would be really embarrassing!

"That's nonsense. How can my family, Chen Yi, be so rich and buy fake goods? Do you think everyone is just as unrestrained and unrestrained as you are?"

Lin Jiao was so angry that she cursed loudly.

Wu Yanting looked unkind and pointed at Yang Ziyan: "Yang Ziyan, who do you think you are? Dare to say that what I buy at Chenyi is fake. I think what you buy is the same fake that sells for dozens of dollars on the street stalls, right?"

"Yes, how could someone as rich as Xiao Chenyi buy fakes? I think yours is a fake."

"Young man, where did you buy it? Are you being scammed?"

Everyone chose to believe Xiao Chenyi, after all, Xiao Chenyi was really rich.

"I bought fake goods and then came to tell others that they bought fake goods. This is really disgusting."

Lin Bo stepped forward and glared at Yang Ziyan: "Yang Ziyan, you said ours are fake, so yours must be the real thing. I wonder how much you spent?"

No one here can identify the authenticity, so we can only judge based on money.

"Three to three hundred thousand."

Just as Lin Bo finished speaking, a shocked voice sounded from Mu Yunqiu next to him.

She was holding the invoice she just saw in her hand.

As soon as these words came out, everything suddenly became quiet.

Until a few seconds later...

"Impossible, how can he, a loser, have 300,000 yuan? Even if he has 300,000 yuan, would he be willing to buy it?"

Lin Jiao's sharp and harsh voice sounded.

Everyone agreed.

"The invoice can't be fake!"

Xiao Chenyi stepped forward and snatched the invoice from Mu Yunqiu's hand.

At first glance, I was stunned.

Is it really true?

"Do you want to check the authenticity of this invoice again?" Yang Ziyan sneered.

Seeing Xiao Chenyi's face turned red with shame, everyone immediately understood.

"Holy crap, it actually cost three hundred thousand!"

"Can't you tell? This Yang Ziyan is quite rich, isn't it true that he is a loser?"

A group of people were extremely shocked.

Lin Fengrong suddenly ignited her confidence and said loudly: "Huh, how about it? I'll tell you that my son-in-law has an annual salary of hundreds of thousands. You still don't believe it, but now you have seen it."

"Look, look at this gift, 300,000 yuan, it's not cheap. I was willing to tell him before that the things he gave to grandpa shouldn't be too bad, but I didn't expect him to be so thoughtful. But the only drawback is that he didn't inform me in advance."

Lin Fengrong found an opportunity to regain face and shamelessly took the credit for herself.

At the end, he blamed Yang Ziyan as usual.

only……

"Does this have anything to do with you? Didn't you think I was trash before and didn't let me come to the birthday banquet?"

Yang Ziyan's words directly exposed Lin Fengrong's disguise, making her face turn red.

"Yang Ziyan, you..."

Lin Fengrong was suddenly so angry that she felt bullied.

Yang Ziyan didn't care what Lin Fengrong was feeling. For him now, the more uncomfortable Lin Fengrong felt, the better he felt.

Look down on me?

In the future, I will make it impossible for you to reach high!

"Yunqiu asked me to help select the items, which represent her most sincere feelings."

Mu Yunqiu felt that upon hearing these words, a warmth flowed through his heart, and his nose felt a little sore.

She knew that Yang Ziyan would not let her down.

If you can have such a husband in your life, what more could you ask for!

"Then whose stuff is really fake?"

Lin Fang suddenly asked.

Regardless of where Yang Ziyan's money came from, if it was 300,000 yuan or 500,000 yuan, someone must have been deceived.

"That must be his. Mine has an authoritative identification certificate."

Xiao Chenyi confidently picked up the authoritative appraisal certificate from the table next to him.

He specially selected this from the Qingyun Antique Market in Rongcheng. The store is a famous and authoritative old store.

Yang Ziyan glanced at the authoritative expert next to him and immediately became happy.

"Did you buy this at the century-old Zisha store in Qingyun Antique Market in Rongcheng?" Yang Ziyan said with a smile.

"You...how do you know?" Xiao Chen was shocked.

The purchase address and store name will not be written on the authoritative appraisal certificate.

Yang Ziyan smiled faintly: "Of course I know. This store used to cheat my dad with fake goods. Later we found out and I smashed the store to pieces."

Everyone: "..."

"Oh, by the way, the set of purple clay pots that was broken in a rear-end collision was given to my dad by the owner of this shop as an apology. It is genuine and worth 150,000 yuan."

Everyone: "..."

"Yes, yes, I can prove it."

Mu Rongbo ran out excitedly.

"Fart, how do I know if what you said is true or false? You are all a family, so of course you can speak for yourself."

In fact, Xiao Chenyi had already begun to panic inside.

Yang Zi said nothing, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent a video invitation.

Toot toot…

After a while.

"Brother Yang, what do you want from me?"

A familiar voice came from the phone. Xiao Chenyi's familiar voice came from the phone.

"Did someone spend 500,000 yuan to buy a set of Kowloon Yongmei in your store before?" Yang Ziyan asked.

On the other end of the video, Huang Qing heard this, thought for a moment, and suddenly patted his head.

"Yes, this happened, about half a month ago. I remember his name was Xiao Chenyi."

"Is that thing of yours genuine? Whose hand did it come from?" Yang Ziyan asked again.

Huang Qing chuckled: "Brother Yang, you know what antiques are. How can there be so many genuine ones? That guy looks like a fool at first glance. He asked me to give him a price of 700,000 yuan for something worth 5,000 yuan."

, and later it was negotiated to 500,000, but Na Shabi was as happy as a monkey."

Huang Qing's words made everyone talk loudly now.

Lin Jiao, Wu Yanting and others were so angry that their faces were livid.

Xiao Chenyi, on the other hand, was trembling and had the urge to kill.

"You are the one who is a scoundrel. Your whole family is a scoundrel. If you dare to cheat me, just wait and see."

Xiao Chenyi rushed up suddenly, grabbed the phone from Yang Ziyan's hand and yelled at Huang Qing.

"Fuck!"

Huang Qing was stunned for a moment, with an extremely shocked expression on his face.

"Brother, listen to me, this thing is definitely real, and if it is made by a famous artist, it will definitely be worth one million in the future..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Chenyi raised his phone and was about to slam it on the ground.

Yang Ziyan suddenly grabbed his hand and said coldly: "You understand, this is not your thing. If it is smashed, you can't afford to pay for it."

"Hold!"

Xiao Chenyi was so angry that he cursed loudly.

Although he has money, he doesn't spend it like this. The key is that antiques need to be bought and sold. Even if he finds Huang Qing, he may not be able to get them back.

"It turns out I actually spent half a million dollars to buy a fake, haha..."

"It seems that rich people are not very smart!"

"It's a fake, but they showed it off for a long time."

Many people whispered.

Lin Jiao's family looked embarrassed, but their eyes flashed with resentment when they looked at Yang Ziyan.
Chapter completed!