The Peremptory Casey Davies

Chapter 142 Painting in Painting

Hogu didn't know what Casey wanted these things for, but he didn't dare to slight him, and immediately

gave the security guard a sign.

The security nodded and immediately went to prepare what Casey needed.

Everyone looked at Casey wonderingly, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Abraham frowned immediately after hearing what Casey had said. He thought of a possibility, but he

was not sure.

“It couldn’t be so coincidental. If that's the case, then I'm afraid no one can compare with Casey's

eyesight.” Abraham muttered to himself.

Caleb only felt that Casey was playing mystery, and said disdainfully, “Casey, this is just an imitation.

No matter how you do it, you can't work something out. I think you are just jealous of my master that he

knew the origin of this painting at a single glance. You are just scared.”

When everyone heard what Caleb said, they all nodded, thinking that what he said was reasonable.

Although the middle-aged man said just now that this painting did not count, the fact that Abraham

knew the origin of this painting at a glance had made everyone think that Abraham's level was above

Casey.

The reason why Casey still wanted to make a fuss about this painting was just struggling.

“I feel that from this painting, I can already tell who is better, and there is no need to continue.”

“That's right, Mr. Abraham can tell whether this painting is authentic or not at a glance, but Casey

actually said that this painting is not that simple. How ridiculous! I don't think they need to do another

one.”

“Although Casey's appraisal was almost as good as Mr. Abraham's just now, this painting is the key to

telling the abilities of them. How can this not be counted? I think the result of this competition is out.”

...

There was a lot of discussion, and they all fell to Abraham's side and demanded to stop the

competition. They felt that the competition had already had its result.

Abraham looked at Casey triumphantly, and said, “Casey, you are outstanding, but it seems that I am

still better than you. Do you want to continue?”

“You didn't even see the subtlety of this painting, how dare you to say that you are better than me, don't

you feel ashamed?” Casey smiled.

Abraham's face turned livid immediately, and he said coldly, “You are really arrogant and ignorant!”

Caleb glared at Casey, and said disdainfully, “It's just an imitation. How could that be subtle. Don't be

irrational. You are just wasting everybody’s time.”

The middle-aged man also glanced at Casey with a little dissatisfaction. After all, the painting was his,

and Casey took it directly just now, which made him very unhappy.

“Fellow, give it back to me. This is really just an imitation. It’s fine if you don't recognize it. After all, you

are still much younger than Mr. Abraham. It is normal for your ability to be inferior to him.” The middle-

aged man said.

“Right, don’t be irrational just because you are not good as Mr. Abraham. Can you surpass Mr.

Abraham at such a young age? You can’t." Many people also shouted.

For a while, everyone in the yard began to make their own judgments, and no one supported Casey.

Caleb smiled and glanced at Casey, thinking that he was not that good. He had recognized that this

painting was an imitation just now, but Casey hadn't.

The appraising skills he showed before was probably just luck. Maybe Casey happened to have seen

that thing before, so he could go into more details.

“Casey, stop struggling. I think the result of this competition have come out. You are far worse than my

master. Admit it!”

Caleb felt excited when he thought that Casey would bark in front of everyone after being defeated.

Seeing everyone like this, Casey did not panic at all, but smiled and looked at the middle-aged man,

and said, “Since you think this is just an imitation, why don't you sell it to me? Then there should be no

trouble however I do with it.”

The middle-aged man was taken aback that Casey wanted to buy his painting.

But soon a joking smile appeared on his face, and he said, “Okay, since you want to buy it, then I will

sell it to you. I bought this painting for two thousand dollars. Don't you say that this painting is not that

simple? How about 200,000? Will you take it?”

Everyone laughed. A painting worth 20,000 were sold for 200,000. Only a fool would buy it.

“Yes, give me your bank account, and I'll transfer money to you.” Casey said.

People were stunned, and everyone could tell that the middle-aged man was teasing Casey, saying

that he was selling paintings for 200,000 dollars, just to embarrass Casey.

But they didn't expect that Casey actually planned to buy it.

The middle-aged man glanced at Casey with some uncertainty, and asked, “Are...are you sure you

want to buy this painting for 200,000 dollars?”

“Yes, give me your account.” Casey said firmly.

The middle-aged man stared at Casey for a while, thinking that there must be something wrong with his

head. But since there was a chance to make money, he certainly would not miss it. After all, he would

earn 99 times more than the cost.

“OK then, you can't regret it. I will give you my account right away.” The middle-aged man said.

Casey called the bank manager. As a black card owner, Casey could ask the bank to transfer money

for him anytime and anywhere, and there was no limit of it.

Edith looked at Casey with a bit of worries, wondering whether to stop him. After all, everyone said it

was an imitation painting, and the middle-aged man also explained that it was bought for two thousand

dollars. It would be a real loss to spend 200,000 to buy it.

But Casey bought the painting with his own money, and she couldn’t say much about it, and did not

speak.

At this time, she suddenly wanted to go to the restroom, so she went alone.

the Gray Mansion was very large, and there was no indication. Now that everyone was staring at

Casey, Edith could only look for the restroom by herself.

She walked through several courtyards and finally saw a place with a restroom sign, and hurried over.

Just when she came out, she ran into Zane who was depressed.

Zane saw Edith, a smirk suddenly appeared on his face.

...

Within a few minutes, Casey transferred 200,000 to the middle-aged man.

After receiving the money, the middle-aged man was very happy and said, “I didn't expect that the

painting I bought for two thousand dollars was sold for two hundred thousand dollars. This is the first

time in my life that I have made so much profits.”

Everyone looked at the middle-aged man with envy. Although 200,000 was not too much for them, it

was almost equivalent to making the greatest profit at the lowest cost.

At the same time, these people looked at Casey contemptuously, thinking that Casey was really stupid.

“He’s really a fool with money to buy a fake painting for 200,000 dollars, and even everyone knows the

value of this painting. This is the first time in my life that I have met such a person.”

“200,000 to buy such a worthless painting, although 200,000 is not a lot, it is such a waste of money.”

“Who cares? It's not my money anyway. I like to see fools being taken advantage of. When he realizes

it, he will definitely regret it.”

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Caleb sneered at Casey and said, “Casey, even if you buy this painting for 200,000, you can't say that

this painting is worth 200,000. Everyone has seen it just now. You are no match for my master. You

have already lost this competition.”

Casey glanced at Caleb and said, “Who told you that this competition is over? I said, this painting is not

as simple as you think.”

A trace of anger rose in Caleb's heart, feeling that Casey was stalling them on purpose.

“Let’s see what he wants to do, anyway, it's still early. Just do it for fun.” Abraham said with a smile.

He felt that he has already won, no matter what Casey was going to do, everyone would still support

him.

He also thought of a possibility just now, but now he thought about it again, the probability of that was

too low, and probably it would not happen at all, so he did not worry about it.

After a while, the security guard brought over what Casey needed.

Casey put the painting on the table, then gently wiped the edges of the painting with his hands, and

dropped some water droplets on the edges of the painting.

Everyone walked closer curiously, not knowing what Casey was planning to do.

Both Abraham and Caleb had researched on ancient paintings. After seeing Casey's technique, they

immediately understood what he wanted to do.

“Does this kid want to uncover this painting? It's ridiculous. Painting-in-painting hasn't appeared for

many years. How could it happen on a painting worth only two thousand dollars?” Caleb sneered.

Abraham frowned. At the moment when Casey was dropping water, he saw that this painting did have

something special. Normally, paintings were not so thick like this.

Casey worked carefully on this painting, and everyone was holding their breath, waiting for Casey to

give an answer.

After almost ten minutes, Casey grabbed the two corners of the painting with both hands, slowly raised

his hands, and gently lifted the top layer of the painting.

Everyone immediately saw that under the painting that Casey lifted, it turned out to be another painting

with superb techniques, bright colors and gentle details.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that there was another painting hidden in this seemingly

ordinary painting!

Caleb, who was still laughing at Casey just now, was stunned for a long time and could not speak.

Abraham even stepped directly forward, staring at the painting over and over again, and exclaimed,

“This...this is Children Delivery Man by Wu Daozi!”

The whole yard was seething, and everyone was staring at the painting on the table with wonder.

Of course they all knewWu Daozi. He was the most famous painter in the Tang Dynasty. He was

revered as painter in history. His paintings were of very high value. Many antique collectors regarded it

as a life goal to have a piece of authentic works of Wu Daozi.

After hearing Abraham's words, the middle-aged man who was still proud of his “imitation painting” was

immediately stunned.

He quickly walked to the table and looked at the stunning painting, and had a feeling of suffocation.

“Mr. Abraham, are you sure this is Wu Daozi's painting? Is this the authentic?” the middle-aged man

asked nervously.

Abraham stared at the seal and inscription on the painting, and said, “It can't be wrong. Wu Daozi's

seal and inscription have been specially processed to prevent others from imitating his paintings. This

painting is genuine!”

It caused quite a stir in the yard.

Everyone looked at Casey in admiration. They didn't expect this painting to be not that simple just as

what he had said.

“Wu Daozi's paintings are very popular in the market. Now a painting by Wu Daozi can be sold for more

than 200 million.” An antique dealer said.

Everyone gasped. The painting on the table now was worth more than 200 million, which was not a

small amount.

The middle-aged man was dumbfounded immediately, and his lips began to tremble.

“Two... two hundred million, but I sold it for 200,000...”

His eyes were full of regrets. Compared with two hundred million, two hundred thousand was nothing at

all.

“I won't sell this painting. I will return the money to you and you will return the painting to me!”

The middle-aged man was about to grab the painting on the table.

Hogu immediately gave the security guard a look, and the security guard rushed over and knocked the

middle-aged man to the ground.

“Don’t you know the rules among antique dealers? There is no way to take back what you have sold.

You didn't recognize the value of this painting because your appraising skills are not so good. This

painting is already Mr. Davies'!” Hogu coldly said.