Yan Ruoxi left reluctantly.
In the living room.
Under Yan Baichuan's instructions, the nanny and chauffeur quickly took down the painting.
The two of them carefully placed it on the smooth marble table.
"Little Chen, I've taken the painting down for you. This time, you must look at it carefully.”
Yan Baichuan handed a pair of magnifying glasses to Chen Fan and stood aside.
He smiled like an old fox.
Just this?
How could Chen Fan indulge him?
That was impossible!
Bind the scalp and attack!
He walked quietly around the table.
He took a closer look at the Painting of the Eight Horses and suddenly became interested.
He didn't know how to appraise a painting.
But Chen Fan had seen his uncle's fake painting!
Wasn't this the kind of Mini games they played when they were young?
Everyone, come and find the difference!
This was a sure thing.
He looked at the drawing on the table carefully.
He recalled the scene in his memory.
Chen Fan was relieved.
He used a magnifying glass to carefully observe the Painting of the Eight Horses, and from time to time, he would hold his chin and think.
He shook his head and sighed, then nodded and praised.
This expression really scared Yan Baichuan.
Big Boss Yan's mind was in turmoil.
Did he guess wrong again?
This kid really knows how to draw?
Those well-known painting appraisal experts.
He was at least 60 years old.
He didn't expect this kid to know these things at such a young age.
Chen Fan was thinking…
Hmm?
This hoof was darker in color…
Eh?
The strokes on the other side were also very smooth…
What about the postscript?
He seemed to have more words than his uncle.
Hiss ~~~
As expected.
He couldn't expect too much from his uncle.
Chen Fan sighed and shook his head.
Compared to Big Boss Yan's Painting of the Eight Horses.
His uncle's painting was ridiculously fake.
Yan Baichuan was confused by Chen Fan's series of actions, but he didn't show it on his face.
He looked at Chen Fan with a smile.
"Master Xu has also drawn the Six Horses Painting, and the Eight Horses Painting is the most famous.”
"The horses he drew are all treasures of the world, priceless treasures.”
"Many artists are scrambling to imitate it. However, it's already very impressive for these people to be able to draw 70% of the charm of Master Xu's horse painting.”
"There were even rumors that the Painting of the Eight Horses circulating in the market was fake. The authentic work had long disappeared, and even Master Xu's descendants were nowhere to be found.”
Yan Baichuan paused and looked at Chen Fan.
"Xiao Chen, you've been observing for so long. Did you notice anything?”
Chen Fan nodded.”
"Oh?" Yan Baichuan pretended to be all ears." Tell me?”
"This painting is painted with ink. The horse in the painting has both form and spirit, and it has a vivid charm.”
"The portrait came alive, as if a herd of horses were galloping in front of it.”
Chen Fan spoke with confidence, wishing he could use all the words he had learned.
According to his thoughts.
Big Boss Yan wanted him to admire the painting, so he wanted him to praise it.
It was like a child showing off his treasure.
Whenever he caught someone, he would drag them out for a walk.
Not only did he have to praise her, but he also had to praise her for what was good about her.
It couldn't be that he was here to verify the authenticity, right?
How could Yan Baichuan's painting be fake?
Just blow hard.
At that time, he would be able to make Big Boss Yan happy and this hurdle would be over soon.
Hearing Chen Fan's bullsh * t, Yan Baichuan's eyes flashed with disappointment.
It seemed that he was thinking too much.
When he saw this kid's appearance earlier, he thought…
Sigh, he shouldn't have held any hope.
Chen Fan was so happy that he didn't notice anything.
Seeing that the other party was silent.
He thought that Big Boss Yan was very satisfied with his rainbow fart.
She was feeling good about being praised.
Chen Fan continued to work hard. "Anyway, Uncle, your painting looks real.”
"At least it's much better than the Painting of the Eight Horses at my uncle's house.”
Hmm?
Yan Baichuan was slightly stunned.
Then, he sensed something from Chen Fan's words.
Digging!
Uncle again?
Who was this kid's uncle?
Not only was there a ten-year-old Da Hong Pao, but there was also Master Xu's Painting of the Eight Horses.
Yan Baichuan's eyes flashed, and he pretended to ask casually,"
"Xiao Chen, you just said that your uncle also has a painting of the Eight Horses?”
Chen Fan nodded honestly. I saw it in his room."
"But your pair is much more real than his. My uncle's is obviously fake.”
Afraid that Yan Baichuan didn't understand, Chen Fan pointed at the Eight Horses Painting on the table.
" Look here." Chen Fan pointed to the horse's leg." My uncle's joints are distinct.”
"And the position of the horse's head. Your horse's head is bigger than my uncle's. It's obviously more handsome!!”
"The hooves of the horses are even more evenly drawn than my uncle's, and the paper used is also better than his.”
"Even the inscriptions are more than my uncle's.”
Chen Fan pointed out several differences.
When Yan Baichuan heard this, he narrowed his eyes.
However, his heart was in turmoil, and he no longer had the calmness from before.
Others might not know, but he knew it clearly.
His painting of the Eight Horses was actually an imitation.
It was a masterpiece among imitations.
Most of Master Xu's original works had been lost, and it was hard to buy one.
His Painting of the Eight Horses was made by Master Xu's descendant.
That was why he was able to draw 80 - 90% of Master Xu's painting.
Otherwise, with Yan Baichuan's strength, he wouldn't have spent millions on a replica.
At that time, Yan Baichuan even asked about it.
The other party personally explained the many characteristics of Master Xu's authentic product.
One of them was that Master Xu hated to write inscriptions on paintings. If he wanted to write an inscription, he would write it on the side.
He didn't want to ruin the beauty of the painting.
All of them matched Chen Fan's words.
Could it be that this kid's uncle…
Master Xu's authentic work?
"Xiao Chen, is what you said just now true?”
Yan Baichuan's voice was trembling with excitement.
Chen Fan didn't know what was going on.
She thought that her bullsh * t just now had made Big Boss Yan happy.
Since his father-in-law asked, he simply nodded.
"That's right. That Painting of the Eight Horses is very similar to yours, but in terms of details, it's not as realistic as yours.”
"My uncle has a lot of those fake paintings in his house.”
"When I was young, I used to play with it.”
Yan Baichuan was even more surprised.
He looked at Chen Fan excitedly and wanted to say something, but he stopped.
What did this kid just say?
Did his uncle have many of those fake paintings?
Seeing his father-in-law's expression, Chen Fan was dumbfounded.
(?￣△￣)?
What?
Why was Big Boss Yan so excited about a fake painting?
His uncle had even used that painting to lay out the table for him.
He was doing his homework on it.
However, it could scare Big Boss Yan.
He could use his uncle's name to scare Big Boss Yan.
It was a good thing.
Chen Fan praised his uncle in his heart.
He decided.
In the future, he would say more good things about his uncle in front of his mother.
Yan Baichuan looked calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil.
It was unexpected.
The authentic painting of the Eight Horses that he had been searching for many years was actually in the hands of this kid's uncle.
Back then, he had spent a few million to buy this replica.
A few million from ten years ago.
That was equivalent to tens of millions of dollars now.
This kid actually thought it was a fake.
Yan Baichuan tried to control his excitement and patted Chen Fan's shoulder.
"Xiao Chen, where is that painting now?" he asked in a gentle voice.”
"What? Did my uncle throw it away?" Chen Fan was confused.
So many years had passed.
His uncle might have thrown a fake painting into the trash.
Could it be that he was still keeping it for the New Year?
It wasn't worth much.
"Throwing it away?"
F * ck!
Yan Baichuan didn't react for a long time.
His face turned green and then white, then white and then green.
It was like an overturned paint box.
She was provoked by Chen Fan's nonchalant expression.
When he came back to his senses, Yan Baichuan's eyes turned green.
If not for the other party's confused expression.
He really wanted to beat this brat up.
Let this bastard know.
Why are the flowers so red?
You can't pretend like this, right?
This was too much!
You're showing off a high-quality imitation painting, yet you claim that your original painting is a fake and throw it away!!
This was simply riding on his face!!
……
On the other side.
In the kitchen.
Yan Ruoxi was still worried. She found another excuse and came out with the kettle.
The moment she came out, she saw her father's conflicted and angry face.
He looked like he was about to hit someone.
He even raised his hand…
Yan Ruoxi's heart tightened and she instantly panicked.
Did Chen Fan give himself away?
She still made her father unhappy.
Why was he fine just now?
She had been in the kitchen for a while.
The two of them were actually going to fight?
How could that do?
Yan Ruoxi could not care about anything else and rushed forward to stop him.
Dad, what are you doing?"
On the other side, Yan Baichuan was heartbroken over Master Xu's authentic product.
In the blink of an eye, his daughter rushed up.
She even stood in front of Chen Fan with a protective expression.
He was speechless…
Yan Baichuan instantly felt stifled.
His daughter had grown up.
She was no longer an obedient and sensible little girl.
He saw Yan Ruoxi's desperate look.
Chen Fan was touched.
President Yan was still a loyal friend.
At the critical moment, he knew to come out and help.
Why don't father-in-law slap a few more times?
His shoulders would have swelled up.
If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have boasted so much.
Look at how happy his father-in-law is.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Chen Fan broke the silence.
"Ruoxi, Uncle and I were talking about Master Xu's Painting of the Eight Horses.”
Yan Baichuan nodded." Yes, yes, yes. I was talking to Xiao Chen about this painting."”
Didn't make a move?
Yan Ruoxi obviously did not believe him.
She looked suspiciously at her father's face.
Yan Baichuan felt a little unnatural under his daughter's gaze.
He coughed and turned around.
She avoided Yan Ruoxi's gaze.
Wasn't he just testing the quality of his future son-in-law?
Look at how nervous his daughter was.
What did she think he had done?
Yan Baichuan had initially suspected that his daughter had hired someone to fool him.
After such a test.
The doubts in his heart were mostly gone.
When he looked at Chen Fan again, he was much more pleasing to the eye.
"Xiao Chen, you must be thirsty. Come and sit down. Drink some tea to quench your thirst.”
Yan Baichuan took the kettle from his daughter's hand and continued to brew a few cups of tea. Then he called Chen Fan to sit down on the sofa.
He poured the tea and handed it to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan took it naturally." Thank you, Uncle.”
He was a little thirsty after blowing rainbow-like farts for a long time.
Yan Ruoxi sized them up.
She couldn't care less and sat down next to Chen Fan. She even reached out and held Chen Fan's arm.
Her father's expression just now was obviously problematic.
Did Chen Fan screw up?
Had he been exposed?
Yan Ruoxi tilted her head slightly and looked at Chen Fan calmly.
He poked the other party's arm with his finger.
(Yan Ruoxi: Are you alright?)
Chen Fan's eyes flickered.
He instantly received the signal.
Yan Ruoxi actually knew to ask him if the tea was hot?
The cold and aloof female CEO was so considerate?
Faced with Yan Ruoxi's rare goodwill.
He couldn't disappoint his sister.
Chen Fan shook his head.
Courtesy returned.
He also poured a cup of tea for Yan Ruo.
"Ruoxi, have some tea."
Yan Ruoxi was stunned.
What did he mean by shaking his head?
Was he exposed?
Why was he still handing her tea?
Send tea and leave…
Yan Ruoxi reacted instantly.
Was Chen Fan asking her for help?
She frowned slightly and her eyes were filled with conflict.
Could it be that all his previous efforts were wasted just like that?
She couldn't accept this.
At that time, could she only wait for the blind date to get married?
To meet those so-called descendants who didn't know anything?？
Yan Ruoxi's eyes darkened and she reached out to touch Chen Fan's back.
He swiped his finger and wrote, Can you still persist?
It was a numb feeling.
It slid across his back through his suit.
Chen Fan straightened his back.
（゜ロ゜；）？？？
Aiyo, f * ck.
What was Yan Ruoxi doing?
In public.
Was it really good to flirt in front of his father-in-law?
He was numb.
Chen Fan quietly turned his head and looked at Yan Ruoxi pleadingly.
Help!
President Yan, stop fooling around!
Your father is still here, and you dare to do this?
If he accidentally made his father-in-law angry.
She would have to break his legs secretly.
On the other side, Yan Baichuan's face turned pale.
She was rushing to groom pigs on her own cabbage.
Anyone who saw it would feel unhappy.
Besides, he knew his daughter's personality very well.
She had been independent since she was young.
They did not need to worry too much.
He remembered when his daughter was young.
The Baichuan Group was being attacked by their opponents.
He and his wife were busy dealing with the company's matters and could not care less about their daughter.
He could only make up for it in terms of money.
This also led to their daughter not being very close to them.
When Yan Ruoxi grew up.
Yan Baichuan wanted to make it up to her.
He realized that his daughter no longer needed him.
He had never seen her so interested in any boy.
Yan Baichuan looked at Chen Fan with a complicated expression.
If he passed this assessment…
I hope this kid treats his girl well.
Seeing Chen Fan's pleading eyes.
Yan Ruoxi's eyes narrowed.
It was over!
Chen Fan was so nervous that he asked her for help.
Wasn't this asking her to think of a solution quickly?
He couldn't hold on any longer!
How could she have forgotten Chairman Yan's character?
Chen Fan was a white-collar worker who had just entered the workplace.
How could he be a match for the thousand-year-old fox?
The two of them exchanged glances.
The chicken and the duck talked for a long time.
He thought that the other party understood what he meant.
Chen Fan's evasive eyes looked like a plea for help to Yan Ruoxi.
Yan Ruoxi's expression fell into Chen Fan's eyes.
It became the coldness of a proud mature sister.
I can do whatever I want?
Why do you care?
He saw the two of them flirting as if no one was around.
Yan Baichuan's eyes twitched and his teeth ached.
" Ahem." He coughed twice and placed the teacup on the table." Ruoxi." Xiao Chen and I will play chess and drink tea later. You have nothing to do here.”
Yan Ruoxi did not say anything and did not move.
Her father was too good at acting.
He had already been exposed, yet he was still playing Tai Chi here.
Chen Fan could barely keep up the pretense, but her father, an old fox, was still chasing after him.
Could it be that he wanted to send her away?
Threatening and forcing Chen Fan to confess?
No, she couldn't leave!
Her father was so smart that Chen Fan couldn't handle him.
He saw the look in his daughter's eyes and how they were reluctant to part.
Everyone wanted to stick to Chen Fan.
Yan Baichuan felt as if he was watching his own cabbage carrying a pot and running around with others.
He couldn't help but feel depressed.
No wonder this girl tried so hard to avoid blind dates.
So it was really for this kid?
Haha!
He should have thought of it long ago.
Yan Baichuan glared at his daughter.
Look at how worthless it was.
In the future, after they got married, they would be tightly controlled by others.
He waved his hand in disdain.
"Don't just stand there, go!"
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