Chapter 7
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Ming Zongyuan could not help but look at the girl who was dragging the suitcase a few more times when he heard that she was the one who had found out that the painting was fake.
"Young lady, you do have a good eye. Although this painting is fake, it looks very similar. If I had not seen the original, I would not have been able to tell it apart."
Gu Weiwei chuckled. "It was just a coincidence."
She happened to have seen the original too.
"Ruya, you are too careless. How could you make a mistake in such a big matter? If Weiwei had not found out that the painting was fake in time and the painting was delivered to Mr. and Mrs. Wilson tomorrow, Fu's Enterprise would have been so humiliated!"
"I … I did not expect it either. The middleman promised that it was the original painting …"
Meng Ruya looked very guilty as she tried to explain.
Fu Hancheng threw a look at Assistant Xu Qian. "Contact the lawyer and find the middleman and the auction house. Don't let anyone else do your job."
He was saying these words to Xu Qian as well as Meng Ruya.
"Yes, Boss, I am on my way." Xu Qian nodded.
He should have been the one to auction the painting himself, but Meng Ruya came to him and said that she would do it.
He was very busy at the time and he thought that since she was a close friend of the Fu Family and she was also an art student, it would not be a problem for her to do it.
If Mu Weiwei had not found out that the painting was fake, the consequences would have been unimaginable when it was delivered the next day.
"Brother, let me go with Ruya. Xu Qian is going to host the meeting in the afternoon." Fu Shiqin volunteered.
Now that the painting had been proved to be fake, according to the bet, he had to call Mu Weiwei dad.
Therefore, he had better leave now.
Meng Ruya glared at Gu Weiwei who was standing next to her. She had intended to punish her and drive her out of Landscape Villa completely.
However, instead of making her suffer, she had hit herself in the foot.
Fu Hancheng poured a cup of tea for Ming Zongyuan. "Mr. Ming, it is urgent and we need a painting by Priam. Can you … sell it to us?"
Mr. and Mrs. Wilson were fans of Priam's paintings, but now they might not be able to buy Priam's original works for a while.
Old Mister Ming had quite a few collections in his possession. As long as he was willing to give up one, it would be enough for them to deal with the emergency.
"I won't cut them, I won't cut them. These are all my precious treasures. I won't sell them no matter how much money you give me."
When Ming Zongyuan heard that he wanted to take his collection, he did not even drink his tea and wanted to leave.
Fu Hancheng knew that he wouldn't be able to persuade Ming Zongyuan to let go of it, so he didn't ask any more questions.
"Xu Qian, send Mr. Ming off."
After sending Ming Zongyuan off, Fu Hancheng looked at Gu Weiwei with a look of scrutiny.
"You didn't do anything wrong with the painting, but that doesn't mean you can continue to stay here."
"Got it. I'll leave immediately. I won't appear in front of you again."
Gu Weiwei nodded and promised.
Fu Hancheng checked the time, said goodbye to Old Madam Fu and hurried to the company.
With the help of Old Madam Fu, Gu Weiwei arrived at Jinxiu Compound near Mu Weiwei's school.
"This place is empty, you can stay here for the time being. Hanzheng is very angry these days, don't disturb him anymore."
"Okay." Gu Weiwei agreed.
Not only now, but also in the future, she wouldn't disturb Fu Hancheng anymore.
"Although you went overboard this time, but … well done." Old Madam Fu said and gave her an encouraging look before she left.
Gu Weiwei's lips twitched. "…"
Well done?
Did she mean that she had slept with Fu Hancheng by force? Well done?
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