Money Only to Burn

Chapter 33

When Mr. Payton started authenticating the famous painting, everyone was silent in the room.

Charles, with his multi-fold magnifying glass and professional lamp pen in hand, examined every detail of the painting seriously.

It wasn't easy for Charles to authenticate the image of Claude Monet whose fake stuff flooded the world. York sweats with excitement.

"Cyril, your downfall is near. No one can stop him now, "think York.

He could not bear the memory of being humiliated by Cyril at the Jlem Entertainment Club.

Charles judged so slowly that people began to whisper: most of them were Hinton relatives.

"Which painting could be real?"

"I'm sure the York photo is real. It must be because it cost 6 million!"

"That's right. But Mr. Payton has trouble making judgments on Cyril's painting."

"God knows where he's getting a high-quality knockoff."

Most of the audience thought Cyril's painting was fake.

Half an hour later, Mr. Payton finally went on to appraise the next painting. The audience also turned their eyes to the other paintings.

Compared to the previous appraisal time, Mr. Payton only took ten minutes to review this painting, as he had already identified this painting a few days ago. The thread, the concentration of ink, and even the saturation of color were clear in his mind, so he wasted no time.

When he turned around, the audience stared at him excitedly.

"I'm done." Charles kept his equipment and announced tiredly.

"The first painting is fake, and the last is original. But the first is a complicated fake. Without my light pen, I can't even be sure." Mr Payton's remarks stirred debate among the audience.

York inevitably stood up and said: "Master Payton, please help me flip the two paintings over, for the name of the owner is written on the back. Let's see who presented the two paintings. They write their names on the back of the painting on the day of the presentation, as it is difficult to distinguish which one is original from the front. When the results were to be announced, York was very confident and excited. And the audience looks hopeful.

However, Sam Hinton pouted, saying: "Well, the result is out. Why bother to know who has given these paintings? The thought of the gift is the most important.

Sam wants to protect Cyril from exposing his fake photos and ruining his career.

"Excuse me, Mr. Hinton." York was furious about Sam's intention to protect Cyril, thinking to himself, "I present you the famous painting and flawless jade, but you'd rather protect Cyril!"

"York, why are you so aggressive?" Sam suddenly regretted taking his jade. This guy is too invasive.

"Aggressive? Mr. Hinton, I think everyone here wants to know who presented the fake painting today, right?" York is determined to refute Cyril in public today.

"York, y-you let me down." Sam was angry. A young man was so domineering.

"Do you want to know who presented the two paintings?" York ignored Sam, speaking directly to the audience below the stage.

"Yes, yeah." Luis was the first to answer. He's York's henchman.

"We are too. Hurry up! " Hasina, Sonya, and the others raised their hands. They all want to curry favor with York because he's an instant, the more the audience wants to know who that person is.

Sam felt helpless about this, saying to Cyril: "Cyril, I'm sorry."

"It's okay; just let them know! I don't give a shit. " Cyril smiled. He's very calm. York probably won't fool himself later if he follows Sam's advice.

But because she insisted on doing this, Cyril had no choice.

"Do you want the names announced?" Sam did not expect Cyril to be so calm, as if he was sure the painting was real.

"Well, I don't have to worry. Let's do as York wishes. " Cyril responded calmly.

"Unfortunately." Sam shook his head. After all, Cyril was an unsophisticated young man who had no idea what kind of person he was dealing with. They can make or break their future.

York was hungry, waiting for the result.

"Grandfather, please turn the portrait over quickly. We can't wait any longer for the result. Tension is killing us. " Lis is pressing again.

"OK, I'll announce the name in person." Sam had to do it under pressure from York supporters.

Under everyone's gaze, Sam turned the two paintings over slowly. However, when the two names were revealed, everyone was shocked, especially with the name behind the actual painting. Even Sam himself was shocked.

The view was very quiet. No one could believe that the inscription behind the actual painting was the name, Cyril.

That means that the painting "Impression, Sunrise" that what Cyril, the poor man, presented was the real work of Claude Monet.

So the painting York Merlanga bought was a fake. Everyone did not believe it, but York Merlanga was the one who was most shocked.

"How, how is it possible?" York Merlanga also saw the name behind the actual painting. That's Cyril Woodley, not him.

"That's impossible. How could this painting of the poor man be real? I spent 6 million buying fake paintings. " York couldn't accept it for a while.

All of his previous plans went into smoke, and he looked a little dazed. The spectators were also shocked, especially the relatives of the Hinton family.

"I didn't expect York Merlanga to spend 6 million on fake paintings. This is amazing. "

"This broken chap painting is actually original. The result is too ironic.

"It's too unexpected. The paintings sent by the poor are real. Wondering where he got this painting from."

However, Tyler seemed to have guessed this result.

He thought to himself, "Ha, really a bunch of clowns. He was the heir to an ancient lineage. How York Merlanga, a second-generation tycoon, can compare.

Tyler's in a good mood. He was finally able to watch the mercenary relatives being humiliated.

At the same time, she was more determined to please Cyril; being in her good books would definitely give her luck.

On stage, Old Master Hinton was also shocked. The result was beyond his expectations, but he immediately understood it. "It's just that this guy is very calm. It seems that he has some ability to rely on. This guy is not simple." This was the first time Mr. Hinton had seen a poor boy like Cyril, even after so many years in the business world.

Even though he came from a simple family, his eyes were filled with confidence and calmness, as if everything was under control!

Rainee is the happiest.

"Cyril, you're amazing. Where did you buy this painting? You must have spent a lot of money on a real job like that, right? "

This question is also something that everyone wants to ask. A poor boy from the countryside will never be able to afford Monet's original work.

For a moment, eyes asked everyone to look at Cyril. Even York would not want to take his eyes off.

He also wanted to know how Cyril got the authentic "Impression, Sunrise."

"I bought it from an antique street in the east of town. An old man sold it to me, saying that it was good as a gift.

I asked her if it was real, because I didn't want it to be fake. He said I could give it back if it was fake. So I spent six hundred dollars and bought it. " Cyril made a story for them.

The result is they are all dumbfounded.

"Here, here, this guy spent six hundred dollars to buy the real Impression, Sunrise' by Claude Monet?"

"He's very lucky! Justjust wonderful. "

"Are you kidding me?"

"This result is really funny. The original painting was purchased for 600 dollars, and 6 million was spent on the fake painting. This is an unacceptable contrast. "

Everyone doesn't believe. It costs only 600 dollars to buy the real "Impression, Sunrise" by Monet. Who's gonna believe it? And the most humiliated person was York Merlanga.

"What kind of luck does this kid have? He spent six hundred to buy a real piece of art. He even humiliated me!" his inner.

York Merlanga was really angry when she had arranged everything well, but now there was nothing she could do.

Seeing Cyril surrounded by a crowd of congratulations, York clenched his fists and felt extremely frustrated.

Why would a poor country boy be able to slap his face again and again?

Sam, on the other hand, was most willing to see this result. He really likes Cyril.

Because Cyril had given such a precious gift and had such a good character, Sam wanted to help this poor boy from the countryside so that he could get what he deserved in this big city.

"Cyril, you gave me a very precious gift. Do you have a request? As long as you say it, I will try my best to satisfy you." Sam has a lot of connections in Chinsy. All his contacts would help him; all he had to do was ask.

The old man's words made the people present even more envious. In the business world of Chinsy, Samn has many students and friends. A word from him is gold; nothing can not be done.

"Grandfather Hinton, I don't want anything. I gave this painting as a gift; I never thought of getting anything from you in return, "cyril said bluntly.

"You really don't want anything?" Sam thought that Cyril was just being polite or acting.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "I have a vast network within Chinsy. As long as I ask, you can start anywhere. You can even take over an established company and become a CEO or general manager with an annual salary of 200,000 dollars. Is that okay?"

His words surprised everyone present. They all looked at him with envy, jealousy, and hatred. With the support of Old Master Hinton, this poor boy's life will change forever.

However, Cyril said lightly: "Grandfather Hinton, I still want to work hard. If you really want to thank me, I want a hairpin on the door. "

"Hairpicks at the door?" Sam was shocked, and the others were getting confused.

Nice opportunity, but this poor kid just wants a hairpin?

What the hell is going on?

"Yes, I want that hairpin. I don't want anything else. " Cyril confirmed again.

Old Mr. Hinton frowned, but he still asked someone to pick up a beautiful hairpin in a simple but smooth style.

"Is this the guy? This hairpin is worthless. Are you sure you want it? Don't you want me to help you in your career?' Sam asked back.

"Yes!" Cyril took the hairpin from Sam and handed it to Rainee.

"Rainee, don't you really like this hairpin right now? I'll give it to you, "cyril said with a smile.

His words startled everyone again as they thought, "Is this poor boy stupid? Instead of asking for a good future, he just asked for a broken hairpin."

But Rainee's eyes are full of love for Cyril. "Thank you." Rainee did not expect Cyril to still remember that she liked this hairpin and even gave up a good career just to win her smile.

With this, Rainee blushed. He stood on his tiptoes and kissed Cyril's face like a dragonfly tracing water.

His heart raced wildly.