Goodnight, Mr. CEO! Chapter 721: : all offended

It was clear that she liked Lei Xiao first for so many years, why should A Xiao be hers when Lin Xiaojiu came back?

But at this time, no one took care of Han Mingmei's emotions.

All eyes were on Lin Hanxing, even her father.

The wind blows from the wide open door of Furuixiang.

Easy to lift Lin Hanxing's long hair, like a dream.

It's like there's a magic power that restores peace to all restless hearts.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I'm afraid no one would be able to believe that the handwriting written by Lin Hanxing's left and right hands at the same time was exactly the same as the brush marks on the two previous calligraphy and paintings that were identified as genuine by experts!

The more the old man in the tunic looks, the brighter his eyes become.

If Yue Guanqian was here, he would definitely recognize that the old man's eyes were the same as when he insisted on kidnapping Lei Yu as his apprentice!

"Both of these were made by me many years ago."

Lin Hanxing put the used brush on the pen, and his long eyelashes were slightly tucked, and a faint voice sounded.

"One of the pictures was given to others. I didn't expect goodbye to become the treasure of the Furuixiang Town store, which really surprised me."

Baixi handed her a wet wipe at the right time.

Lin Hanxing took it over and wiped his hands in a leisurely manner, and his voice could not be heard as sarcasm.

Beautiful eyes like water slowly swept across every face in front of him, a sense of alienation emanating from the bones, making people unconsciously feel awe.

"I wanted to make a harmless joke to explain clearly, who would have thought that Furuixiang's manager would be so aggressive, but it's hard for these experts..."

Speaking of this, Lin Hanxing smiled.

"Bai Xi, wrap a few red envelopes for me, it's a waste of hard work for them."

The experts blushed at Lin Hanxing's words, and they moved their lips without saying why.

After saying those words, Lin Hanxing didn't look at them again.

Withdrawing his gaze, he turned to Han Boming's face.

"Ah Xiao's wife, is it really you who wrote it?"

The facts are in front of you, even an old man in a tunic suit can't believe it.

Speaking of which, the old man in the Chinese tunic suit also has a lot to do with this painting and calligraphy.

The first time I met was with an old friend.

Because I like it so much, even if an old friend points out that it is an imitation, I can't put it down and ask for it.

But later he was taken away by Han Boming for various reasons.

At that time, it happened that the original piece of Huang Tingjian's work was successfully auctioned at a final price of more than 500 million six months ago. The old man never thought that he had already told the surnamed Han that this piece was fake, but he still dared to do it. Let the yang and the yin violate the things!

Han Boming was a little afraid to meet the old man's eyes.

"Mr. Han, whether it's a person or a shop, after all, we must pay attention to the word integrity."

Lin Hanxing walked back to the ancient huanghuali wood chair and sat down, holding up the teacup and pondering.

"Ms. Lin's words are really interesting, why have I ever claimed that this painting is genuine? I am happy to regard the fake as the treasure of the town shop, do I still need to explain it to others one by one?"

As soon as Han Boming finished saying this, the expressions on other people's faces were wrong.

It's his business to treasure fakes, but he's been enjoying the convenience of this painting over the years.

Let others misunderstand and now turn their face, what else can I say other than shameless?

Hearing this, Lin Hanxing smiled meaningfully.

Actually, after Han Boming said this, he regretted it.

His words without hesitation have offended everyone, especially those experts who have been looking away one after another just now!