61 It's Fake At First Sight?

Ye Feng drove his Lykan and slowly caught up with Zhou Shuyao, walking side by side with her.

"Where are you going? I'll give you a ride?"

Ye Feng rested his chin on the window and smiled shamelessly.

"I don't need it."

Zhou Shuyao turned her head away and pretended to be angry.

"You're really angry?" Ye Feng asked despite knowing the answer.

"Hmph!"

Zhou Shuyao ignored him and continued walking.

Ye Feng sped up and stopped the sports car in front of her, then he got out of the car.

"Ye Feng, what kind of person do you think I am? Do you think you can do whatever you want to me just because you let me manage these apartments?"

Zhou Shuyao was still a little angry.

"I definitely didn't mean it that way!" Ye Feng hesitated.

"But what?" Zhou Shuyao asked.

"It's just that you're too beautiful, I can't control myself." Ye Feng gave a very reasonable explanation.

"Pfft!" Zhou Shuyao couldn't help but laugh. "What a glib tongue."

Ye Feng was relieved when he saw her smile through her tears. He stepped forward and held her hand. "Let's go. I'll treat you to a meal as an apology."

"Then I'll have to make you pay for it." Zhou Shuyao threatened.

Although it sounded like a threat, it was obvious that she had already forgiven Ye Feng's rash actions.

"No problem. You can choose any restaurant in Zhonghai."

Ye Feng helped her open the car door.

...

Ye Feng brought Zhou Shuyao to the Shangri-La Hotel, which was the closest.

He had heard from Shen Baitian that there was a star-rated restaurant here.

Just as the two of them entered the Shangri-La Hotel, Ye Feng suddenly heard a system notification.

[A new opportunity mission has been detected - Complete Sotheby's consignment mission.]

[System navigation activated. Please walk 12 meters in your current position and take the elevator to the 12th floor.]

Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately pulled Zhou Shuyao toward the elevator.

When the two of them arrived at the 12th floor according to the navigation, they found that it was a huge venue.

The venue was already packed with people.

"What are they doing?" Zhou Shuyao was a little curious.

"Let's go and take a look." Ye Feng did not explain further. He walked into the crowd.

At this moment, he saw a middle-aged man with a refined temperament standing on the stage and speaking loudly.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Chen Qiushan, the General Manager of the China region of the Sotheby's Auction House. I'm sure everyone knows the reason why I've gathered you here today."

"The Sotheby's Summer Auction will be held next month, but unfortunately, there hasn't been a fine item that's enough to hold the auction so far. I've heard that there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in Zhonghai's collection world, so I came here rashly. I hope everyone can give our Sotheby's a hand."

"If anyone's item reaches this standard, Sotheby's is willing to offer a free auction service. We won't charge a single cent."

After listening to his speech, everyone in the venue became excited.

Sotheby's was the most famous auction house in the world.

The items auctioned in this auction house were often sold for sky-high prices.

Which collector would not want to put their collection up for auction in Sotheby's?

However, Sotheby's had a high bar, and ordinary collections would not catch their eye.

Secondly, the commission they charged was very high, which made many collectors' hearts ache.

Now that Manager Chen had promised that as long as they could produce a piece of fine work that was enough to hold the ground, they would be exempted from all commission, so they could not help but be tempted.

They all eagerly took out their collections and lined up to wait.

There were a few Sotheby's appraisers at the scene, who were carefully appraising the items for everyone.

Ye Feng's heart moved. He asked Zhou Shuyao to wait here for a while.

Then, he turned around and went downstairs to get the painting, The Girl in the Red Hat, from the car.

The appraisal was still going on when he returned to the venue.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

Zhou Shuyao saw that he was holding a box in his hands and couldn't help but be curious.

"You'll know in a bit."

Ye Feng purposely kept her in suspense and then went to line up.

Sotheby's appraisers were very professional, and the appraisal process was very fast.

Soon, it was Ye Feng's turn.

When he unfolded the painting, it immediately attracted the attention of many people around him.

The Girl in the Red Hat?

There was no lack of sharp-eyed people present, so they naturally knew the origin of his painting.

They just didn't know if it was real.

"Little brother, I can tell that your painting is fake. It's better if you don't join in the fun."

A middle-aged man behind Ye Feng acted like he knew what was going on.

"How do you know it is fake?" Ye Feng asked.

"Do you still need to ask? Everyone knows that 'The Girl in a Red Hat' is one of Picasso's representative works. If it was real, its value would be immeasurable. How could a collection of this level be in the hands of a young man like you?"

The surrounding people listened to his logical analysis and nodded in agreement.

Every piece of Picasso's work could be sold for an astronomical price.

If anyone had a painting of Picasso in their hands now, they would just wait for it to appreciate in value. Why would they put it up for auction?

Ye Feng did not care about them anymore. He passed the painting to the appraiser of Sotheby's.

The appraiser took the painting indifferently.

Obviously, he didn't have much hope.

However, when the appraiser's gaze fell on the painting, he immediately gasped.

"This..."