Hong Kong is in full swing

But what if the other party has also been misled? Moreover, even if we cannot determine the authenticity of the work for the time being, we cannot rule out the possibility that there may be a master connoisseur around the other party.

Wei Size nodded in agreement. "Then, in your opinion, what special benefits do we get from handing these things over to him now?"

"I finally have some understanding."

Wei Zhenting smiled with relief, "We need professionals to make the final judgment for us."

Just like that, in less than two hours, Wei Size quickly contacted Master Qian, a well-known art appraisal expert in the city.

Because he was abruptly woken up from his warm dream, the old man was obviously a little angry at first, and his face looked very dissatisfied.

However, Wei Size didn't care about this. He quickly unfolded the scroll in his hand and asked the other party to carefully identify the secrets in it.

At the beginning, Master Qian still looked indifferent and snorted through his nose to express his dissatisfaction.

However, it wasn't long before he started to get serious, and as time went by the displeasure on his face gradually faded away.

Finally, after a long period of study, the old man took off his glasses, took a deep breath and sighed, "This is indeed a difficult matter."

After learning that even such an authoritative master could not determine the truth of the news, Wei Size felt relieved deep down in his heart.

At this time, Wei Zhenting, who had been following the progress of the matter, asked with concern: "Master Qian, are you not sure about it?"

The kind elder shook his head with regret and said, "There are so many masters in China. It's really admirable."

Then he stood up, apologized to them, said goodbye and left.

After the guests left, Wei Zhenting was silent for a moment, looking at the several calligraphy and paintings neatly arranged on the table, and then he said in a deep voice: "Let's proceed according to the plan."

Soon, Wei Size drove his car through the night of this bustling city until he stopped in front of his destination - Li Liyang's house.

It was obviously quite unusual for the son of one of the most prestigious local businessmen to visit at such a time.

Therefore, shortly after receiving the notification, Li Liyang came out to greet him personally: "Brother Si Ze, what brings you to visit so late at night?"

"I'm so sorry to disturb your uncle's rest. This is something my father specially asked me to return to you."

As he spoke, he handed over a box that looked old.

"There are also some small gifts that I hope can express my gratitude."

He then presented another gift and continued with a friendly smile, "This is also a thank you gift that my father specially prepared."

At first, Li Liyang wanted to decline this unexpected kindness, but after seeing the meaningful change in Wei Size's expression, he immediately understood something. "Haha, since it's your family's good intention, then I won't be polite."

Finally, he accepted the other party's kindness and responded politely: "Then I'd better obey your command."

After watching the other party drive away until he completely disappeared, Li Liyang turned around and looked at his wife, and then they returned to the house together to prepare to unpack and inspect the new products.

The familiar "Meal Lying on Clouds" painting was still intact before my eyes; but just as I opened the next package, something unexpected happened...

Just as the wife carefully peeled off the outer wrapping paper to reveal the same pattern inside, she couldn't help but let out a slight exclamation.

Mr. Li, who came after hearing the news, looked over hurriedly. When he saw two almost identical scrolls placed on the table, his face suddenly turned ashen and ugly.

"Madam, please tell me what is going on..."

"Silence!"

Wei Zhenting gave the order almost as a conditioned reflex. Although his voice was not loud, it was full of unquestionable power.

Li Liyang whispered.

His voice was low, and seemed to carry a hint of suppressed melancholy.

He put down the painting, stood up, closed the door, and then paced back and forth, looking at the painting in silence for a long time. "Don't tell anyone about what happened tonight."

The only sounds in the room were his footsteps and light breathing, and the air was filled with a tense and oppressive atmosphere.

He repeated again: "I will definitely remember it."

This time, his tone was more resolute, as if he was reminding the other party of the importance of this sentence.

The wife nodded blankly.

Her eyes were full of puzzlement and confusion, and she obviously had not fully understood her husband's actions.

Wei Size did not receive a response from Li Liyang that day, but a few days later he heard that Li Liyang was not going out or participating in any activities because of illness.

This news came as a surprise to him, and he felt vaguely uneasy.

He reported the situation to Wei Zhenting, who had obviously expected this. He smiled and teased, "You can finally report to your little sister."

This sentence made Wei Size feel a little relieved. At least in front of his leader, he had some explanation.

As expected, Wei Size went to find Yu Wan. In addition to telling her about the painting, he also brought her another piece of news.

He spoke in a calm tone, but Yu Wan could feel that things were not simple.

Yu Wan looked at him in surprise.

Her expression froze instantly, and the surprise in her eyes was beyond words.

"You mean Duan Fei wants to invite both of us to his celebration party?"

The question sounded more like she was self-confirming an unbelievable piece of news.

Wei Size nodded, "After all, we have several mutual friends."

There was a hint of helplessness and self-mockery in his smile.

Yu Wan looked at Wei Size, "Have you been in touch with Xiuping recently?"

Her question was direct, with a hint of concern and curiosity in her eyes.

"We haven't been in touch much."

There was a hint of indifference in Wei Size's brief answer.

Yu Wan was silent for a while.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room seemed a little solemn.

That night, Yu Wan and Wei Size went together to the place where Duan Fei was holding a celebration banquet.

Night has fallen, the city lights are twinkling in the distance, and the two figures blend into this bustling scene.

The live music was deafening, and Duan Fei waved at them and led them to their seats.

The noisy atmosphere made them forget their previous troubles temporarily.

The waiter came up to offer drinks, but Yu Wanwan declined. Duan Fei smiled and said, "Today is my happy day. Manager Yu, please give me some face and have a drink."

Wei Size immediately interrupted: "She had half of her stomach removed and can't drink alcohol."

This sudden information left everyone in shock for a moment.

Duan Fei didn't react for a moment and stared at Yu Wan for a long time, not knowing what to say.

His expression was a little dull, and he was obviously frightened by the news.

At this time, Meng Xiuping looked at Yu Wan and asked with concern, "How could this happen?"

Her eyes were full of worry and pity.

Yu Wan made up a story: "I got sick and had surgery to remove it."

Her tone was flat, as if she was narrating a very ordinary thing.