Chapter 1298

Besides, I think Mr. Mo, you should re count all the money of the Mo family, including antique calligraphy and paintings... "

Mo Jianguo said: "my father did collect some antique calligraphy and paintings. I Just a moment, Mr. Wen... "

Then he got up in a hurry and ran to the bedroom.

Zhao Jia said to Wen Cai, "don't be surprised, Mr. Wen. He locked some antiques, calligraphy and paintings in his safe. I think he went to get them."

Wen Cai asked deliberately: "does that password madam also not know?"

Zhao Jia's face was a little stiff. She nodded and then laughed at herself: "yes, I don't know. After all He still doesn't trust me

Wencai said: "madam is a smart person, and she has a lot of insight. I think it will be better in the future."

Zhao Jia nodded: "thank you for your good words."

Both of them have something to say, and they have understood each other.

He praised Zhao Jia for his literary talent and said that it would be better in the future. In fact, he said that we can cooperate with each other when there is an opportunity. Of course, this cooperation is to avoid Mo Jianguo.

Zhao Jia agreed.

Of course, she would agree that she did not intend to hang on the crooked neck tree of Mo Jianguo.

Soon, Mo Jianguo came out with something.

Two paintings and calligraphy, a purple clay pot.

Mo Jianguo said: "Mr. Wen knows how to appreciate antiques. I brought these things out when I came out from home. When you just said that, I suddenly had no bottom in my heart."

Wencai said, "I know a little bit. If Mr. Mo believes me, I can help you to have a look."

Mo Jianguo quickly handed things up: "you have long eyes. These two paintings are from Badashan people of Ming Dynasty and a painter of Qing Dynasty. Please help me to have a look..."

The calligraphy and painting were not opened, but the literary talent just looked at the paper and said, "if it's from Ming and Qing Dynasties, then These two paintings must be fake

Mo Jianguo: "you didn't see it..."

Wen Cai shook his head: "I don't need to look at this paper. Close my eyes and touch it. I know it's modern Xuan paper. It's only a few years."

Mo Jianguo suddenly felt his heart twitch violently, as if he had been scratched.

Mo Jianguo's angry face was about to deform: "Rosie, this smelly watch Bitch She must have replaced the real one. I'm going to kill her. I'm going to kill him... "

Zhao Jia said: "Mr. Wen, please show me the purple sand again..."

Mo Jianguo said quickly: "yes, this purple clay pot. You can see it. My father likes it very much. Master Gu Jingzhou's purple clay pot. It took him several years, many people and a lot of money to get this purple clay pot. He didn't treasure it. Before he died, he told me that I must take good care of it."

Wencai took it up and looked at it for a while, then put it down and shook his head: "I know Mr. Mo you have hope, but it's a pity Fake. Master Gu Jingzhou's purple clay pot is priceless. How could she let go of such a good thing? It's too rough to make one tenth of master Gu Jingzhou's This is a new pot, no more than five years old. "

Mo Jianguo's hands trembled like Parkinson's, "bitches, bitches She cheated me too much... "

Zhao Jia looks at the fakes that have been exchanged, and some of them are painful. It's all money and huge wealth. They were all exchanged by Rosie!

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