TDDDMFM Chapter 21 Modern Imitation
Zhou Xiaobei gestured at Dong Tianming, "You idiot, narrow-minded, what do you know? Let me tell you, not only is this painting not a fake, but it's also a genuine article."
This remark elicited another round of laughter.
Bei Xiaoshuai's face was thick enough, and at this point, he felt a bit embarrassed. He pulled Zhou Xiaobei's sleeve, "Xiaobei, that's enough. Let's go!"
Yan Bingxue also didn't want to stay and continue embarrassing herself. She said coldly, "We've got what we came for. Let's go!"
"Okay, let's go."
Zhou Xiaobei packed up "The Tang Court" painting and prepared to head back happily.
However, Dong Tianming wouldn't let him go so easily.
"Wait a minute, don't rush to leave. Zhou Xiaobei, since you claim that this painting is the real deal, how about we make a bet?"
A bet?
"You've lost your mind!"
"You..."
Dong Tianming was almost choked by this sentence.
The scene from the other day flashed in his mind.
Kid, you asked for it yourself. I'll take this opportunity today to avenge Qin Sha... Dong Tianming made up his mind and calmly said, "I'll bet with you, but I didn't say it would be on this!"
Dong Tianming continued, "Zhou Xiaobei, let's bet on the authenticity of the painting in your hands. If it's authentic, I'll pay you two million. If it's a fake, then you owe me two million, and you also have to apologize to me and Yue Yue in public."
"Why should I?" Zhou Xiaobei rolled his eyes. "If you lose, you owe two million. If I lose, there are so many additional conditions. Who do you think you are, an alien? Playing special with me?"
"What do you suggest, then?" Dong Tianming asked back.
Zhou Xiaobei rubbed his chin, starting to think.
Just then, Shen Yue, who had been standing with her arms crossed watching the show, suddenly walked up, her eyes sharp as knives as she stared coldly at Zhou Xiaobei. "Simple, if you win, we'll give you two million. If you lose, we won't take your money, but you just have to kneel down and apologize to me."
The Shen family was rich, very rich. She looked down on a mere two million.
What she wanted was to humiliate Zhou Xiaobei.
She wanted to publicly crush him so he wouldn't dare to show his face in front of her for the rest of his life!
Dong Tianming nodded. "Yes, let's go with what Yue Yue said. Anyway, seeing your poor appearance, you probably can't come up with two million."
Yan Bingxue was afraid Zhou Xiaobei would act impulsively and really make a bet with them, so she said, "Forget it, let's just go. It's better to avoid trouble. We have something else to do tonight!"
That painting must be fake, and if Zhou Xiaobei bet with them, he would definitely lose.
Even Mr. Song, Mr. Song Tianyu, came over to advise, "Young man, listen to my advice and go home. Your painting is really a fake, and I, Song Tianyu, guarantee it with my personal reputation."
"Old man, I won't say anything else, just because you're standing up for me at this moment, I think you're probably a good person. I apologize for any offense earlier, but... I'll give you a word of advice. Even the heavens take a nap sometimes. Nothing is certain."
Zhou Xiaobei smiled confidently.
The crowd was speechless!
Master Song has already spoken so clearly, yet this kid still insists on being stubborn... There's no hope for someone like him!
Song Tianyu sighed helplessly, closed his mouth, and remained silent.
This kid is determined to court disaster. What else can he do?
Zhou Xiaobei said confidently, "Okay, I agree to your terms. Let's make the bet!"
Dong Tianming was overjoyed and immediately said, "I remember there's a high-tech antique appraisal agency nearby. I'll call the staff from that agency to come and authenticate 'The Tang Court' painting on the spot. With high technology, we can determine the authenticity once and for all. I want you to lose and admit it."
The crowd's eyes lit up.
They thought it was a brilliant idea to bring in a professional appraisal team. With their advanced technology, they could easily determine whether the painting was real or fake.
"Exactly, why didn't we think of this earlier? We can bring in a professional team for appraisal. In the face of high technology, the authenticity of the painting will be revealed in no time."
"Yes, bring in the experts. Let's make this kid give up, so he won't try to weasel out if he loses!"
Dong Tianming smirked, "Zhou Xiaobei, if you surrender now, I can still save you some face. Just kneel down and kowtow to me a couple of times. Otherwise, hehe..."
Zhou Xiaobei rolled his eyes, "Stop talking nonsense with me. If you want to bring in an appraisal agency, I'll wait for you. Let's do it right away. Whoever backs out is a loser!"
"You're asking for it." Dong Tianming glared fiercely at Zhou Xiaobei and took out his phone to contact the appraisal agency.
Yan Bingxue furrowed her brows tightly. She regretted bringing Zhou Xiaobei to the antique street today. This was going to be a big mess!
In less than five minutes, a group of people dressed in suits and ties arrived with several large and small briefcases containing appraisal equipment. They were the professional antique appraisal team dispatched by the appraisal company.
This antique appraisal agency was well-known in Xiangcheng and even nationwide. It had participated in many large-scale antique appraisal events and had never made a mistake.
Dong Tianming greeted the person in charge and then had Zhou Xiaobei hand over "The Tang Court" painting for authentication. Without going into detail about the process, ten minutes later, the head of the team returned the painting to Zhou Xiaobei.
"How did it go?" Dong Tianming asked about the appraisal results.
"It can be confirmed that this painting belongs to modern times. Both the paper and ink are products of modern times, and there are traces of modern dyeing techniques mixed in. It looks quite old, but it has actually been artificially aged."
Upon hearing this, Dong Tianming burst into laughter.
Now let's see what this country bumpkin has to say!
He had him cornered this time!
It's just a pity that Qin Sha wasn't here to witness this exciting scene. Otherwise, he would have been ecstatic and proud.
Shen Yue crossed her arms, her eyes cold. "Zhou Xiaobei, what else do you have to say now? Kneel down!"
The onlookers were excited and eager.
They looked on with glee at Zhou Xiaobei.
"Ah!" Song Tianyu sighed and shook his head.
Yan Bingxue pursed her lips and remained silent.
At this point, she couldn't plead for Zhou Xiaobei anymore. After all, he brought this upon himself by agreeing to the bet. Now that everything had fallen apart, he had to swallow his pride.