Even a big man like Nalan Ruo lost his mind because of him.

Is it possible that there is a wimpy and useless husband like myself, and there is still a sweet potato?

At this time, Zhang Long was a little dumbfounded. Although he had a little attainment in appraising treasures, he hadn't reached the level of a master.

Even if he wanted to refute Ye Hao at this moment, he didn't know where to start, and he couldn't find an entry point.

But Zhang Cheng frowned at the moment and said: "Ye Hao, you said it very well, and it makes sense, but everything is your inference, including the origami you said..."

"Including what you said about rice paper is all your inference, nothing substantial evidence!"

"Just relying on this, you want to say that you won? Is it too ridiculous for you to want to determine the authenticity of this painting?"

"Huangkou kid, nonsense! I don't even bother to argue with you!" Zhang Cheng glanced at Ye Hao ironically, and then his eyes fell on Nalan Xingzhi.

"Nalan has you, and Jianbao and other patriarch-level figures have you to judge the authenticity of this painting, and everyone will believe you."

"That's right, if Master Nalan is there, you can do it!"

"That's right! So that this door-to-door son-in-law will not insult President Zhang's reputation here!"

"We believe that in terms of your identity and status, Master Nalan, you won't make random judgments..."

Nalan Xingzhi glanced at Zhang Cheng meaningfully, then took out a magnifying glass and looked at it carefully.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "The tiger in this painting is lifelike and full of might...From this point of view, there is absolute, no doubt it's genuine..."

"Wow..."

The audience was instantly fried!

The son-in-law who came to the door just now had a blind analysis, said it decently, seemed to be the real thing, and the result was not bad!

Master Nalan said, if it is authentic, is it still fake?

"Trash! Did you hear that! Kneel down! Climb out!" Zhang Long regained his vigor and cursed, pointing at Ye Hao.

"Zhang Long, don't be angry with Ye Hao, but you are blind, you just joked, don't take it seriously." Nalan Ruo panicked, and hurried forward, because she was afraid that Ye Hao would really be forced to kneel down.

Zheng Man'er wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything at the moment. She watched another woman speak for her husband, so she felt so sad.

At this time, for the first time, she began to regret why she had quarreled with Ye Hao.

Otherwise, if you are standing beside Ye Hao to plead for him now, or you are facing difficulties with him, you should be yourself!

"Little guy, the old man told you a long time ago that you have to be humble and respectful. The old man taught you this lesson today, so don't feel ashamed." Zhang Cheng said with a fairy-like appearance, "You are young. It�s normal to be misjudged, but it�s okay to be so arrogant after being misjudged, you�re wrong.�

After speaking, Zhang Cheng glanced at Zhang Long.

Zhang Long knew what he meant in an instant, and he said viciously: "Quickly kneel down and crawl out!"

Obviously, there are some things that Zhang Cheng can't do directly, but today, if he doesn't step on the door-to-door son-in-law hard, he will feel the breath in his heart, and he can't swallow it.

"That's right! Boy, hurry up and get out!"

"You have a mere son-in-law who comes to the door, who has no ability at all, and is also arrogant!"

"President Zhang is absolutely perfect in the field of calligraphy and painting appraisal. A figure at the master level is far less tender than you and him!" JrNovels.com