CHAPTER 818 DEPRESSED

Under the eyes of everyone, Hu Xingming unwrapped the gift package, and it could be seen that there was a Scroll inside. Everyone couldn't help but freeze for a moment. Coming from Su Jing, this gift seemed too ordinary at first glance.

"Huh?" Sun Yuheng frowned when he saw this picture scroll. As soon as Su Jing gave his gift, he stunned the audience and stole all the limelight, which made Sun Yuheng a little unhappy as he had planned to steal the limelight.

And now all he could do is wait and see. But he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart when he saw that the gift presented by Su Jing was a Scroll because his gift was also a Scroll.

"Young Master Sun, what's wrong?" A thin young man beside him noticed the expression on Sun Yuheng's face and asked.

"It's nothing." Sun Yuheng shook his head, he still didn't understand where the ominous premonition in his heart had come from.

"Young Master Sun, don't be nervous, the gift you have prepared is perfect. No matter how precious Su Jing's gift is, it won't necessarily please Governor Hu more than yours." The thin young man whispered in assurance.

Half of his words were compliments, half of them were of reassurance and he believed them to be the truth. He had seen the gift prepared by Sun Yuheng. It was a Buddhist Scripture Buddha Statue, which was very artistic.

It also seemed similar to the photos that were going viral on the Internet. A friend in the industry said that the Buddhist Scripture Buddha Statue is worth at least tens of millions.

Moreover, Hu Xingming believes in Buddhism and likes to read Buddhist scriptures in his leisure time. He will like this Buddhist Scripture Buddha Statue more than ordinary people.

It can be said that no matter the value of the gift itself or Hu Xingming's hobbies, the gift prepared by Sun Yuheng is impeccable.

"That's right." Sun Yuheng nodded casually, focusing on the picture scroll sent by Su Jing.

Everyone saw Hu Xingming carefully spreading the picture scroll on the table, everyone looked at it closely, and collectively exclaimed, Sun Yuheng was stunned, and then the expression on his face changed greatly.

On the picture scroll, there is a picture of a Buddha. This Buddha is bare-chested, with a kind face, the Buddha is sitting cross-legged, and is creating hand seals with both hands… Around the Buddha Statue, there are dense Buddhist scriptures.

"This looks like the Prajñā Meditation Sutra!"

"It seems to be the one that went viral on the Internet. It looks more artistic than the photo."

"Oh My God, is this the Original Drawing?"

"It is said that many people had bid 100 Million for the Original Drawing, is it really this one?"

The people couldn't stop staring at the Picture Scroll and they kept pushing forward to try to see more clearly. Someone took out the photos on the Internet for comparison and found that it was the same as the one in front of them.

And the more they looked at it, the more they felt that this Buddha Statue is extremely artistic, and it is not comparable to the photos on the Internet.

"It really is the Original Drawing." Tang Hao's breath was a little short.

"Mr. Su actually gave this Original Drawing away, it's just… simply…" Old Wu didn't know how to describe his current emotions.

He would never have given away such a precious Picture Scroll if it belonged to him, but Su Jing gave it away as a gift so easily, as expected of Gift Presenting Mad Demon.

There was only one person present with an ugly expression on his face, and that was Sun Yuheng. Because what he prepared was the defective Prajñā Meditation Sutra he bought from Su Jing, and the old man he mentioned in front of Su Jing was none other than Governor Hu.

He bought this Picture Scroll from Su Jing to give to Governor Hu. Originally, he was ready to show his talents at this birthday banquet. Who would have thought that Su Jing would take out the Original Drawing? Now how could he take out the defective product and give it as a gift?

Sun Yuheng gave Su Jing a bitter look, he finally knew where the ominous premonition just now came from. He thought to himself, 'Su Jing, this bastard, he didn't want to sell it even if I gave money, so how could you give away such a priceless treasure for free?'

"Wait, this one must be fake." At this moment, the thin young man standing next to Sun Yuheng said.

Everyone was stunned for a moment before they turned to look at him with puzzled expressions on their faces. The thin young man raised his chin slightly and said, "This one must be a fake because the real one was bought by Young Master Sun long ago."

The thin young man didn't notice anything wrong at all. When he said this, the expression on Sun Yuheng's face became even more ugly, and he kept winking at him. Others waited and the expressions on their faces became strange.

The thin young man saw everyone's expressions, thinking that everyone didn't believe him, and said: "What I said is true, if you don't believe it, let Young Master Sun take it out…"

"Don't say it." Sun Yuheng scolded and the thin young man just stopped. Looking at his expression, it was obvious that he wanted to continue talking and he still didn't know why Sun Yuheng stopped him.

"This little brother, do you know who posted the popular Prajñā Meditation Sutra photo on the Internet in the first place?" A middle-aged man kindly asked him.

"I don't know, I only know that it's spreading everywhere," The thin young man said.

"The one who posted it on the internet is standing in front of you." The middle-aged man said.

The thin young man was stunned for a while, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly looked at Su Jing and froze.

Turning his head to look at Sun Yuheng, who had an ugly expression on his face, he lowered his head, wishing to dig a hole in the ground and get buried in it. No matter how stupid he is, he understands that he has done something wrong with his good intentions.

If Su Jing was the one who posted the original photo at the beginning, then it means that the Original Drawing belongs to him. How could it be a fake? In other words, the Picture Scroll in Sun Yuheng's hands is probably a fake.