Sylvia looked at Henry with excitement. She had a lot of questions to ask him now, but she couldn't because Milan and others were there.
"Sylvia, your Henry is really amazing. He even understands Chinese paintings?"
The mixed-race beauty, Nico, couldn’t help but praise, “He can cook and he can paint. I’ve heard from Milan that he’s even cleaning up at home. He really is a good man.”
"Mr. Zhang, I admire your knowledge of traditional Chinese painting!" Mark also couldn't help but put out his thumb. He was just thinking about what was wrong with this painting. After Henry reminded him, he remembered that it was the paper. The paper of the real painting was light blue. Few people could notice such details, but Henry knew it.
Soon, Boss Li took out the phone and came out of the kitchen. Everyone was waiting for Boss Li to announce the result.
"I'm really sorry, everyone. My Black Shrimp is indeed not Master Qi's authentic work. As this gentleman said, it was a collotype of the Qing Dynasty's."
Henry's expression was calm, and he had already predicted this result.
Milan shouted excitedly, "Henry, you're amazing! It's time for you to fulfill your promise, Mr. Wan!"
Bai's face darkened as he sat by the side. He did not speak. After today's incident, his reputation would definitely be affected.
As for Richard, he also looked pale. He really didn't expect that Boss Li's certificate was actually about collotype!
"Why don't you say anything else, Mr. Wan? Are you trying to break your promise?" Milan asked.
"How could I?" Richard forced a smile. "Girl, if you want anything, just tell me."
"What do I want?" Milan asked while placing her tiny hand on her chin and tilting her head as if she was thinking about something.
Sylvia suddenly said, "Boss Wan, your gallery is more than 800 square meters big and it's in a good location. How about this, I'll take your gallery."
"What!" Richard's eyes widened. "Young lady, you're asking too much, aren't you?"
"How can you say we asked too much?" Milan crossed her arms in front of her chest. "You just said that we can have whatever you want."
"But you've gone too far." Richard's face was gloomy. The gallery was the only thing that could show off his wealth. How could he give it away so easily?
"Don't worry, Boss Wan, I won't let you give it to me in vain. How much is the market price for your gallery? I'll pay for it. This is my business card." Sylvia took out an exquisite business card from her handbag and put it on the table in front of Richard.
He took a glance at his business card, which made his pupils narrow.
On the business card, the title of chairman of Lins Group scared him.
He had heard that the head of Lins Group was an iceberg beauty, but he never thought that the extremely beautiful woman in front of him was the chairman of Lins Group, Sylvia Lin!
Richard felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten rat sh*t when he was showing off his wealth in front of Sylvia. It was not as simple as using a big knife in front of Mr. Guan. Compared with Lins Group, his gallery was not even a thumb!
"Boss Wan, my people will contact you within three days and talk to you about buying. There are so many seniors in the industry who are watching you. I hope that you can do what you said. Don't be shameless, Boss Wan. Let's go." Sylvia picked up her bag and walked out of the restaurant first.
"Do what you said. Don't go back on your word. Otherwise, I'll ask someone to go to your gallery every day to talk about your character," said Milan, who patted Richard's shoulder and narrowed her eyes, smiling.
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