Seeing Zhou Chen's serious face, Lin Yu frowned and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? What happened?!"

"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 something must have been difficult.

"Do you think that in the field of antique calligraphy and painting, can there be two identical authentic pieces?!"

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 for later generations' copying versions, no matter how careful they are, there are still slight differences. Unless they are copied using current technology, they can be exactly the same, but you can tell it is a fake at a glance!"

"You haven't encountered this before, either?"
Chapter completed!