After being reborn, I refused to be a sucker, and my whole family was dumbfounded.

Chapter 87

Why did Lin Ling also make a bid?

He was certain that Lin Ling was unaware of the value of this ancient painting.

Lin Ling made the offer, definitely to annoy me.

Su Qingyan glared at Lin Ling with disgust: "You're willing to spend so much money to buy a fake painting, but you won't lend me any money."

Lin Tianwu gritted his teeth: "Forty-six million."

Lin Ling quickly offered a price: "Fifty million."

These words caused an uproar at the scene.

Lin Tianwu's face was extremely ugly.

He only had a little over 56 million yuan. If Lin Ling continued to raise the price, he would miss out on this painting, which was worth hundreds of millions.

But then he thought, since Lin Ling just wanted to annoy him, he might as well play along.

He said slowly, "Brother Lin Ling, we're all family, there's no need to fight over it, is there?"

"Who says we're family?" Lin Ling sneered. "You, a bastard child I picked up, dare to call yourself family?"

The crowd immediately began to murmur amongst themselves, curiously scrutinizing Lin Tianwu.

Lin Tianwu suppressed his unpleasant expression and smiled, "Since Brother Lin Ling wants it, then I'll give it to you."

"After all, this ancient painting is most likely a fake. I only bought it because my dad likes Wu Daozi's paintings."

Having said that, he laughed loudly and said, "I'll raise the price one last time. If you still bid, then I won't raise it any further."

"I'll offer fifty-one million!"

After he finished speaking, he sat down as if he didn't care, but secretly felt smug.

If Lin Ling was only trying to annoy me by raising the price, he definitely wouldn't dare to raise it further once he heard that I wouldn't.

Lin Ling glanced at him speechlessly and said calmly, "Fifty-five million."

Everyone was shocked again.

Is it worth spending 55 million for a fake painting?

"Since you're not going to raise the price any further, then I'll gladly accept it." Lin Ling's lips curled into a cold smile.

Lin Tianwu was dumbfounded; he hadn't expected Lin Ling to actually raise the price.

He gripped the bank card containing 56 million in his hand and gritted his teeth, saying, "56 million."

Lin Ling teased, "Didn't you say you wouldn't raise the price?"

Lin Tianwu glared at him with a grim expression: "This is the last time."

“Then I’ll offer 60 million.” Lin Ling remained calm and composed.

There was an uproar at the scene.

Lin Ling is truly extravagant; he adds millions with every word he asks.

The young and beautiful auctioneer's voice trembled with excitement: "This gentleman has already bid sixty million. Does anyone else want to raise the price?"

"Sixty million once, sixty million twice, sixty million..."

Lin Tianwu's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his face was extremely ugly with anger.

Sixty million...

He could no longer afford to bid.

Su Qingyan said in a low voice, "Why don't we just forget about it? It's just a fake painting anyway."

“Yes, a fake painting!” A vicious glint flashed in Lin Tianwu’s eyes.

Since I can't have it, I'll just prove it's a fake painting.

In the end, Lin Ling successfully bid on the ancient painting.

A portly old man in the audience jumped up excitedly: "Sixty million! Sixty million! I could never spend it all in my lifetime!"

Everyone present was deeply moved.

The fat old man was just an ordinary office worker. He somehow produced a painting that sold for a high price of 60 million.

Lin Tianwu sneered, "Congratulations, you've won a fake painting."

"I really don't know what you're thinking," Su Qingyan said dismissively. "Sixty million for a fake painting? You have too much money to burn, don't you?"

Lin Ling glanced at her: "I'd burn it for fun if I had nothing to do, I wouldn't give it to an ingrate like you."

“You…” Su Qingyan stomped her feet in anger.

Lai Qing personally came over to help Lin Ling with the formalities, and finally said with a smile, "Congratulations, President Lin. I sincerely hope that this painting is genuine. I wish you success in getting it authenticated."

"I've invited a few experts; I'd like to borrow your venue for a bit," Lin Ling said with a smile.

“Of course, no problem, please.” Lai Qing nodded.

Three white-haired old men walked out from below the stage, carrying Lin Ling's ancient painting to the stage.

Upon seeing the three old men, the scene erupted in an uproar.

These three are all renowned experts in the field of ancient painting authentication, having appraised countless ancient paintings.

Lin Ling invited them all over and even wanted to conduct an on-site appraisal.

Are you so certain that the ancient painting is genuine?