The old manâs name was Bai Tanwen, and the middle-aged manâs name was Bai Zhenxiong.
Just the fact that they were surnamed Bai combined with their temperament, Zhou Xuan could already guess a lot.
These two were the second most powerful people in the Bai family.
They were Bai Mingyueâs elders.
However, Zhou Xuan was still unmoved.
He continued walking at his own pace.
He said slowly, âSir, look at that old yellow bull. Does it have a nose ring between its nostrils?â
Bai Tanwen and Bai Zhenxiong were guided by Zhou Xuanâs words.
He immediately looked at the old yellow bull in the Five Ox Painting.
There was indeed a nasal ring between the old yellow bullâs nostrils.
However, this nose ring was very similar to the old yellow bull. Whether it was color, brush technique, or paper, there was nothing wrong with it. It merged with the entire painting and was very harmonious.
Bai Zhenxiong even reached out to touch the place and felt it.
However, the two of them looked at it for a long time and did not find any problems or flaws.
âYoung man, are you saying that there are flaws in the nose ring? But this old man doesnât think itâs a problem. Can you make it clear?â Bai Tanwen asked humbly.
Bai Zhenxiong frowned slightly and said, âIf thereâs a flaw in the painting, then donât just say that itâs not the real thing. I donât think thatâs right. The author of the painting is also human. When painting, there will inevitably be some insignificant mistakes. What do you think, young man?â
When he spoke, his tone was calm, and he frowned slightly. It was not anger, it was just the habit of thinking.
After that, he looked at Zhou Xuan and asked for his meaning.
Seeing the two of them discussing the flaws of the painting seriously with him.
Zhou Xuan couldnât help smiling and shaking his head.
âGentlemen, I didnâ t say that the nose ring was flawed.
âThis copy must have been made by an expert. Whether itâs paper, color, or handwriting, itâs a meticulous imitation of the original author, Han Li. Thereâs almost no difference between this copy and the original.
âNo matter how precise the analysis is, itâs impossible to tell the difference.â
Hearing Zhou Xuanâs words, Bai Tanwen and Bai Zhenxiong became even more confused.
âThenâŠâ The two people frowned and were confused by Zhou Xuanâs words.
It was because Zhou Xuan said that this painting was obviously not real. Now he said that he couldnât see any difference using a precision instrument.
It was too contradictory.
Just as the two of them were confused.
Zhou Xuanâs tone was faint. âI mean that the nose of the old yellow bull doesnât have a nose ring. This point can be easily confirmed by searching the original online.â
Zhou Xuanâs words were calm but his voice wasnât loud.
In the ears of Bai Tanwen and Bai Zhenxiong, it was like a thunderclap.
Zhou Xuanâs words continued.
âMany people who have a deep understanding of painting will worshipfully copy the works of their senior.
âAs for the works they copied, itâs hard to tell if they are real or not.
âIn order to avoid desecrating seniorâs works, and to prevent others from using their copy to trick buyers.
âThese people would often add something different to the painting, or something that didnât exist in that era to make it easier for future generations to distinguish between the true and the false.
âFor example, for a medieval painting, some people would add a small signal tower to the corner of the painting, or add a plane to an inconspicuous place. It is also a bad taste of the artist.
âThis painting only has an extra nose ring, so itâs normal if itâs not someone who is very familiar with the original.â
Bai Tanwen and Bai Zhenxiong came to a sudden realization.
For a moment, there was a sudden sense of enlightenment.
âNo wonder! No wonderâŠâ Bai Tanwen couldnât help clapping. âNo wonder you said this painting wasnât real! I see!â
âLet me search for the originalâŠâ Bai Zhenxiong immediately took out his phone and started searching online.
The current network was so developed.
Moreover, the Five Ox Painting had changed hands several times.
On the online encyclopedia, there must be an original copy of Five Ox Painting.
Bai Zhenxiong quickly found the original work of the Five Ox Painting on the encyclopedia.
He opened the picture and zoomed in.
âAmazing! Young man! Amazing!!â Bai Zhenxiong looked at Zhou Xuan in amazement.
In the real one, there really was no nose ring between the old yellow bull.
After all, it was very common for a nose ring to appear on a cow.
Unless he had a good understanding of the original, he would never have discovered it.
This was probably also the reason why the experts who had helped with the appraisal did not find out that the painting was a copy when Bai Zhenxiong had ordered someone to buy it.
The experts were busy using instruments to check the paper, paint, and penmanship of the paintings.
Who would have thought that there would be a nose ring on the old yellow bull.
But!
This was something that no one had noticed, but it was seen through by a young man.
âMy name is Bai Zhenxiong, the current chairman of the Bai Corporation. This is my father.â
Bai Zhenxiong smiled even more kindly. After taking the initiative to introduce himself, he asked, âYoung man, whatâs your name?â
Zhou Xuan was slightly surprised when he heard this. He had already thought of these two peopleâs identities but he didnât expect them to be so high.
This Chairman Bai should be the boss of his boss.
A real big boss.
However, Zhou Xuan didnât panic. He just nodded and said, âHello, Chairman Bai. My name is Zhou Xuan. I am currently working in the Bright Moon Investment Company under the Bai Corporation.â
Bai Zhenxiong was surprised. âI didnât expect there to be such a relationship! Good! Not bad!â
After saying that, Bai Zhenxiong changed the topic and said with a smile, âHowever, this isnât the company. We donât know each other in the company, so thereâs no need to call me Director Bai. Call me Uncle Bai.â
Zhou Xuan raised an eyebrow.
Although it was just a change of address, the meaning was different.
Any employee in the Bai Corporation would dare to call the chairman uncle?
Although it was more friendly, if he did not get permission to do so, he was definitely courting death.
At the side, Bai Tanwen smiled and said, âI didnâ t expect such an interesting young man in the company⊠Iâm Bai Tanwen, just continue to call me Old Mister.â
âYes.â Zhou Xuan nodded politely.
No matter what, he was a junior in front of the two of them. There was nothing wrong with this and he wouldnât appear to be servile. It was a normal reaction.
After a brief introduction, Bai Tanwen could not wait any longer.
He was passionate about painting, so it wasnât easy for him to meet a young man who understood painting, so he naturally didnât want to let him go.