Amidst the sullen voice, a middle-aged man in a black suit strode in, followed by four or five bodyguards in suits and leather shoes.

Seeing this person, everyone was shocked.

"This... this is, Luo Dahai!"

"The most famous contemporary painter in Yunzhou City?"

"The owner of the art museum is also the organizer of this exhibition?"

"Why did Master Luo come in person for such a small art exhibition?"

Everyone was shocked, but they all shut their mouths.

Luo Dahai has a lot of reputation in Yunzhou's sea of ??books and collectors. None of the people present dare not give him his face.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

"It's a good art exhibition, why is it so messy?"

"Where is Luo Feng?"

"I asked him to be responsible for my security and maintain the order of the art exhibition. Where did this Nizi go?"

"Call him over here!"

Luo Dahai said sullenly, under the cold drink, several staff members behind hurriedly went to Luo Feng full of fear.

"Master Luo, you came just in time."

"There's a troublemaker in the art museum, not only accusing Director Wang's paintings of being fake, but also brazenly saying that we don't know the goods?"

Many people around complained.

After Luo Dahai heard it, he frowned immediately: "Really, where is that man?"

"The owner, that's him! This brat is making trouble, I hope the owner will beat him up and drive him out!" Qiu Muying pointed at Ye Fan and said hastily.

Luo Dahai looked over and said, "Young man, you are so brave to act wild here. Security guard, throw them out for me!"

His words were cold and full of anger.

Hearing Luo Dahai's words, Susie trembled in fright, and dropped the painting on the ground without grabbing it.

The picture scroll unfolded slowly along the ground like this.

When Luo Haihai saw this, he trembled and his pupils shrank immediately: "This is, baby?"

When Wang Xingduo heard it, he thought that Luo Dahai was talking about the painting in his hand.

Immediately licking his face and smiling, he stepped forward: "Yes, Master Luo. I also think my painting is a treasure, Tang Bohu's work, an absolute rare treasure!"

While talking, Wang Xingduo spread out the painting for Luo Dahai to see.

Luo Dahai only glanced at it, then slapped Wang Xingduo aside, dropped the painting in his hand, and said disdainfully, "What rubbish!"

"A pair of low-quality modern copies, do you still have the face to talk about treasures?" JrNovels.com