Chapter 195： Backlash

Chapter One Hundred and Five

Two expensive cars, one after the other, went to the Hong Kong Art Inspection and Trading Center.

Inside the car, Zheng Yingbo's expression was rare and solemn, "Guoan, have you really considered it carefully? Once you lose, there will be nothing left at Guanjia."

Guan Guoan smiled bitterly, "I have nowhere to go. Guan Guoqing came this time to force me to give Baoguzhai to him. Even if I don't agree this time, he will have other more sinister ways to persecute me. ."

"Damn, what's the situation in your Guan family?" Zheng Yingbo cursed: "How come the brothers seem to have a deep hatred, is it too cruel?"

Guan Guoan sighed and said bitterly: "The Guan family has a big business, and the fight for inheritance is extremely fierce, and family gatherings fight the most. My father died early, and I have no status in the family. Guan Guoqing is a family celebrity. , I am not qualified to fight him. If I win, I may have a easier time at the family gathering. If I lose, I can only leave the Guan family in the future."

Li Tianchen said calmly: "Don't worry, I have confidence in the garlic bottle."

Guan Guoan squeezed out a smile, nodded and said: "I also believe in your eyesight."

The group soon came to the Gangcheng Art Inspection and Trading Center.

In the collecting world, artworks often require experts to appraise with the naked eye, and most of them do not involve instrument testing. Once instrument testing is designed, it is often a controversial item. In addition, instrument testing is used. In some respects Make experts feel insulted.

But today, both sides placed big bets, and the experts did not feel embarrassed at all, but were a little excited.

Guan Guoan notified Wang Jiaping, the person in charge of the Art Inspection and Trading Center, who was a shrewd and capable man. Under the leadership of the other party, everyone came to the inspection room of the Art Inspection and Trading Center.

Guan Guoan put the garlic bottle into the instrument in public and was tested.

The crowd waited outside the testing room.

Guan Guoqing calmly and domineeringly said: "I really don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick, boy, your blood amber is just waiting to change hands. As for Guoan cousin, you will not be in this business from now on, just like you. People are not suitable."

Guan Guoan suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Cousin Guoqing, the result hasn't come out yet, you said this too early."

"Hehe, I just want you to prepare in advance, don't wait for the results to come out, you can't accept it." Guan Guoqing laughed.

Those experts also smiled and spoke.

"Congratulations to my National Day brother for getting another Baoguzhai."

"National Day is an outstanding talent among the younger generation of the Guan family. Even if you look at our China, it is also extremely good. From now on, we need you to take care of it."

"The masters of the Guan family are those who are capable. The ability for National Day is undoubtedly the first. Sooner or later, the Guan family will be yours."

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Under the praise of these experts, Guan Guoqing's expression became more and more arrogant and proud, completely ignoring Li Tianchen, Guan Guoan and others in his eyes.

After a while, Wang Jiaping, the general manager of the Art Inspection and Trading Center, walked out with joy in his expression.

This Wang Jiaping is the general manager of the only art inspection and trading center in Hong Kong. He can be said to be a leader in this industry. Even the respected Ji Lao is quite respectful and polite to him.

For nothing else, Wang Jiaping himself has extremely rich experience and vision in this industry. The Hong Kong Art Inspection and Trading Center he manages is also well-known in S Province and has extremely high credibility.

Therefore, Guan Guoan and Guan Guoqing decided to come here for testing and did not have any doubts about the art testing and trading center.

Several experts who were touting Guan Guoqing stopped one after another and looked at the test report in Wang Jiaping's hand.

Guan Guoqing smiled while holding the winning ticket: "General Manager Wang, what is the result?"

Wang Jiaping smiled and nodded, "I have come out, I want to congratulate you."

Congratulations?

Guan Guoqing frowned inadvertently, "You mean, is there anything strange about this garlic bottle?"

Wang Jiaping nodded and said with a smile: "After testing, this garlic bottle is not a work during the Qianlong period, but the middle Song Dynasty."

"Mid Song Dynasty?"

Guan Guoqing and the experts were stunned for an instant, and were speechless.

Guan Guoan was stunned, then ecstatic, "General Manager Wang, is what you said is true? That garlic bottle is actually from the mid-Song Dynasty?"

Wang Jiaping naturally saw that the expressions of Guan Guoqing and several experts were a little weird, but he didn't care too much. He smiled and nodded to Guan Guoan, and then handed the thick pile of materials into his hands.

"This garlic bottle is difficult to confirm from its appearance. If it hadn't been tested by the instrument, I couldn't believe that it was a work of the mid-Song Dynasty, and judging from the format and glaze, it should be a property of the mid-Song Dynasty court."

Wang Jiaping talked freely, and he was also very happy to find an unexpected good thing.

Guan Guoan was overjoyed, carefully looked at the test data in his hand, and said with joy: "General Manager Wang said that, then there is no mistake, thank you."

"Haha, don't be so polite, you can bring me any baby that needs to be tested in the future." Wang Jiaping smiled and asked people to return the garlic bottle to him, and then said to everyone: "It's not early, I have something to do. Go ahead."

Guan Guoqing's face instantly became gloomy, as if dripping water.

The experts around him were blushing, bowed their heads and did not dare to say anything.

They were very sure just now that the garlic bottle was from the Qianlong period.

Guan Guoan relaxed and said with a smile: "Cousin Guoqing, please have a look at this test report."

Looking at the test report handed under his eyelids, Guan Guoqing's face twitched violently, and he grasped the monitoring report severely in his hands. When he saw the extremely professional terms listed above, his eyes flashed into anger. Shocking light.

"Tear!"

Suddenly, Guan Guoqing tore open the test report in his hand, crumpled it into pieces, and threw it into the trash can.

"This kind of test report without any authoritative and scientific nature is of any use."

Guan Guoqing had no expression on his face and shouted loudly: "Who knows if you have done anything secretly to collude data."

Unexpectedly, he turned his face and refused to admit it. Guan Guoan couldn't help being stunned. Then he said angrily: "Cousin Guoqing, this is the result detected by the instrument. It is absolutely impossible to be false. If you don't believe it, you can test it again."

Guan Guoqing sneered, as if looking at a poor worm, and shook his head and said: "Re-test? I don't have the time to do this boring thing."

"You..." Guan Guoan looked at him blankly, his heart suddenly cold, he understood something, trembled all over, gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want?"