Seeing everyone making excuses, Jiang Wanru was sitting on pins and needles. Although she didn't know what gift Chen Ping prepared, Chen Ping revealed a word: Drawing.

Chen Ping is not stupid yet, so he specially brought Feng Ruixiang's painting over.

But Jiang Wan doesn't know.

She instinctively thought that Chen Ping had just bought a decorative painting.

Moreover, Gao Yang's "Spring Mountain Companion Picture" is now in the limelight and has been praised by a group of people!

Compared with the paintings in Chen Ping's hand, it is like a sky and a ground.

Take it out at this time and it is simply shameful for yourself.

"It's just a gift, nothing is good to look at." Jiang Wan said to Chen Ping, and at the same time she cut him hard.

If she made a ugliness in front of so many people today, she would definitely hate Chen Ping to death!

In that case, she couldn't raise her head in front of Gao Yang.

"Cousin, this is your fault. We can't let our cousin's heart be cold."

Jiang Ling said with a smile, then walked over directly, and grabbed Chen Ping's long gift box from under the table.

"Oh, it's also a long gift box, it's not like a painting." Jiang Ling said deliberately lengthening the tone, full of sarcasm in her words.

Chen Ping didn't know what to say, but he was so depressed that he didn't say anything.

"You didn't buy this gift from a two-yuan supermarket, right?" Jiang Ling raised the gift box in her hand and asked sarcastically.

"It was bought from the antique market." Chen Ping said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the box looked at Chen Ping with strange eyes.

Antique Market?

But this is too cold, and everyone looked at Chen Ping with a joke.

Jiang Guomin felt a little relieved, and finally made a little change in Chen Ping.

This son-in-law knows his hobbies and is pretty good.

But it's just good. Compared with the "Spring Mountain Companion Picture" by Gao Yang just gave, the things bought in the antique market are not worth mentioning.

"Hahaha, I'm so laughing to death. My cousin, you went to the antique market to buy it? You're too disregarded by uncle."

Jiang Ling sarcastically said, "I heard that the things bought in the antique market are all fakes, and many of them are dirty."

Dirty goods, these two words are heartbreaking.

Jiang Guomin's face collapsed instantly, and he still knew what he said in his business.

There are indeed many dirty things in the antique market, and it is unlucky to buy them accidentally.

In this way, Jiang Guomin snorted coldly, and the slightest feeling that had just risen was gone.

Jiang Wan hurriedly got up and was about to take back the gift box from Jiang Ling, saying, "Then stop looking."

"That won't work. I have to see. I'm very curious about what my cousin-law has bought."

Jiang Ling turned sideways and quickly opened the gift box and took out the scroll inside.

painting?

Everyone saw it naturally, and their eyes kept switching between Gao Yang and Chen Ping.

No wonder Chen Ping refused to take it out. What other paintings can be more precious than "Spring Mountain Companion Picture"?

Jiang Ling looked at the joking expression on the big guy's face, then looked at Jiang Wan's gloomy gaze, and then found it funny, and then unfolded the paintings one by one.

Hurry!

The scroll rolls down and a painting is presented to everyone.

Everyone stretched their heads and looked over, and was first attracted by the exquisiteness of the painting.

The characters are rich in portrayal, full of colors, and soft lines, which is a great work!

However, the more you look at everyone, the more strange it feels.

"This...isn't this exactly the same as Gao Yang's painting!" A junior in the crowd looked surprised and his eyes widened.

For a moment, everyone realized that the two paintings were exactly the same, and they were also "Spring Mountain Companion Picture"!

After a moment of brushing, everyone's eyes gathered on Chen Ping again.

Just kidding.

Can he find "Spring Mountain Companion Picture"?

This looks like a fake!

The moment the painting unfolded, Gao Yang recognized that the painting was exactly the same as his. He was stunned, but then he smiled coldly.

This is really God helping me, hahahaha!

Chen Ping, Chen Ping, you are finished!

I used a fake to serve as a birthday gift for my father-in-law. I'm sorry you can come up with it.

Jiang Ling would deliberately scream loudly: "Cousin-law, why is your painting exactly the same as Brother Gao Yang's? It's not fake."

This is also the first reaction in everyone's heart.

The paintings given by Chen Ping, and were bought from the antique market, must be fake!

"How do you know it's fake?"

Suddenly, Chen Ping's quiet words rang in the box.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Chen Ping incredibly.

Isn't this guy crazy?

Two paintings, one that Gao Yang spent millions to get, and the other that was bought from the antique market, can be seen at a glance.

Jiang Wan was also anxious to kick Chen Ping on the ground on the table, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

I said it when I came, and asked him to endure it, why didn't this guy listen?

It's really a shame!

Jiang Ling immediately laughed and said, "My cousin, from what you mean, is your painting real? Is that fake by Brother Gao Yang?"

Extremely ridiculous!

"Maybe." Chen Ping continued, not caring about Jiang Wan pinching her meat under the table.

Ha ha ha ha!

A group of people were laughing, shook their heads helplessly, and belittled Chen Ping even more in their hearts.

Jiang Guomin sat in the main seat and snorted coldly. He really saw through his son-in-law, as he was.

"Since that's the case, why not ask Uncle Jiang and all the uncles and uncles here to hold their eyes." Gao Yang said at this moment, with a very proud look in his eyes.

He is very confident.

He bought this painting from his friend for more than two million.

Just because of your fake paintings bought by Chen Ping for dozens of dollars in the antique market, you still have to compete with me?

dream!

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ling couldn't wait to walk to Jiang Guomin and several uncles who were interested in collecting, and said, "Uncle, look at it."

Jiang Guomin took it with disgust, glanced at it a few times, and his eyes were shocked!

After a few other old friends looked at each other, they were anxious and picked up the magnifying glass and looked carefully.

The more they looked, the more surprised they became.

This... this style is Tang Bohu's right!

This painting seems to be true.

This is strange. The two paintings are so similar, just like those copied by a photocopier.

Jiang Guomin and a few old friends looked at each other a few times, then looked at each other carefully again, not letting go of every detail.

This scene was a little surprised in everyone's eyes. Could it be that the painting Chen Ping gave was real?

Gao Yang was also a little nervous. Seeing Uncle Jiang like this, he seemed to have seen the authentic one.

It's impossible, I spent two million, there would be no fake one.

Jiang Wan's heart was in her throat. She glanced at Chen Ping and found that he was sitting silently and calmly, not seemingly worried at all.

"Chen Ping, where did you find this painting? The imitation is good, it can be fake and real." Jiang Guomin said with narrowed eyes.

"This imitation is really good. If we weren't there, we could have really made the real one." Several old friends of Jiang Guomin also said.

To be honest, they still have no idea, but they automatically favor Gao Yang's painting, who can give it to others expensive?

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, they looked at Chen Ping with even more contempt.
To be continued...