After speaking with Meng Yusheng, Chen Hao left with Wu Mingsheng for Wanbao Restaurant.
However, Meng Yusheng tightly clenched the painting in her hand. Although it was a fake and even torn in half, at this moment, in Meng Yusheng's hands, it was as if it were a treasure that even a fortune couldn't buy.
Meng Yusheng looked around cautiously, as if afraid that someone would notice something.
"Beauty Meng, could you give me that torn painting? I specialize in ancient paper research, and I want to see what's different about the paper from each dynasty." Suddenly, a voice came, belonged to one of the people who had just helped Meng Yusheng speak up, "Of course, I'm willing to pay for it, too. You've been deceived by the people at Wanbao Restaurant, so naturally, the painting belongs to you now, so please name your price."