The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 124

Chapter 124: Art Association 121: Is she Master Ying’s mom? [3 updates]

Under the Weibo post, naturally, there was a photo attached.

It was the Ten Directions Realm that Ying Zijin brought to the meeting room earlier.

The Ten Directions Realm could be considered a masterpiece in the carving world because of how difficult it is to forge.

Not to mention whether it’s even possible to replicate an Ice-type Jadeite Raw Stone, but even if it were, there are hardly a few people who could carve eighty-eight Buddhas of different forms on a jade stone that’s nearly as tall as a person.

As a result, there’s not a single imitation of the Ten Directions Realm in the market.

This is also why the CEO of DK Group lost his composure when he saw the Ten Directions Realm.

Because nobody could have imagined that someone would actually be able to re-carve a new Ten Directions Realm within a short period of just four days, and even more exquisitely at that.

If it weren’t for Old Master Zhong giving this Weibo script to the middle-aged shareholder, he would have had no idea that the original Ten Directions Realm hadn’t returned, but a new one had been carved.

“Uncle Zhong, could it really be?” the middle-aged shareholder asked incredulously after posting the Weibo update, “Is that not our Ten Directions Realm?”

“Of course not,” Old Master Zhong replied proudly, waving his hand grandly, “I’ve already told you, it was carved by my granddaughter.”

Oh, it seems the Fu Family kid helped as well.

But he wouldn’t see, or hear of it.

When Old Master Fu returns his stolen snacks, then he’ll give this kid another look.

The middle-aged shareholder wiped off sweat and asked with a trembling voice, “You’re not joking?”

“What’s there to joke about,” Old Master Zhong said, displeased, “I haven’t even started praising her in grand enough terms. I’m not afraid to tell you, even IBI, my granddaughter knows people there.”

Well, he didn’t know that either.

But that didn’t stop him from bragging first.

Who would be stingy with praises for their own children?

The middle-aged shareholder actually wanted to say that Old Master Zhong was joking.

IBI is an international organization, and even the youths of prominent families in the Capital couldn’t reach them. How could it be possible for them in Shanghai City?

But then, he hesitated as the words reached his lips.

It’s true that IBI has always been cracking down on international criminal behavior, but they’ve never specifically registered a Weibo account just to post a Weibo.

There are countless international incidents every day, most of which are monitored and managed by IBI, with their manpower being extremely tight.

Even though the theft of the Ten Directions Realm was a major international theft case,

There have been even bigger incidents, after all, this theft case didn’t involve loss of life, so why would IBI post on Weibo about it?

To say that IBI is keeping up with the times? The middle-aged shareholder was unconvinced.

Perhaps… it really did have something to do with the young lady?

Under Old Master Zhong’s constant boasting, the middle-aged shareholder finally believed some of it.

But netizens who hadn’t experienced the theft themselves didn’t believe the Weibo post.

[Fake, right? Just her? Oh, I remember she wrote some words and won an award, at the school arts festival? But carving??? Sorry, I’ll laugh first as respect.]

[I’m convinced, can Zhong Corporation produce something that normal people can believe in? I know you want to protect your own, but not by mounting gold and jade on your face like this.]

[Forgive my bluntness, but carving is completely different from writing characters or painting traditional Chinese paintings, okay, even if Miss Cousin really knows how to carve, can she really finish it in four days?]

[Any evidence? It’s just a picture, who knows if it’s just your old inventory.]

[Whispering here, not to mention other things, but this Miss Cousin is very bold, didn’t other Zhong’s insiders also say? She successfully made DK Group place an additional bet?]

[Yes, just for that, I’m a fan. Those who only know how to type behind their screens and mock others, what were you doing at seventeen? Still needing your mom to change your clothes for you?]

[If you’re not capable yourself, then don’t diss the lady. Would you be scared witless just signing an agreement with a big company, unable to even make it to the location without wetting yourself?]

[We’re always ready to help our sister check if anyone is verbally abusing her online and then you can look forward to receiving a letter from a lawyer, no thanks needed.]

Mocking netizens all shut their mouths.

Seeing the comments, the middle-aged shareholder furrowed his brows: “Uncle Zhong, do we have any proof that Ten Directions Realm was carved by Miss Cousin?”

“What need is there for proof?” Old Master Zhong was quite unhappy, “It was carved by my granddaughter. Is there suddenly going to be a second Ten Directions Realm out of thin air?”

The middle-aged shareholder sighed, “But Uncle Zhong, the problem is that people online don’t believe it.”

“They don’t believe it?” Old Master Zhong also took out his phone, filled with fighting spirit, “I’ll go and straighten them out.”

Before he even opened Weibo, a phone call came through.

“Grandpa.”

“Yes,” Old Master Zhong coughed a few times, “Zijin, have you gone back to your dad’s place?”

“Don’t post on Weibo anymore,” Ying Zijin said, rubbing her head and speaking tactfully, “Could you please let me keep a low profile?”

Old Master Zhong: “…”

Who’s keeping a low profile?

Here he was, in his seventies, not even thinking about retirement and getting livelier with work, and now his granddaughter wanted to keep a low profile?

“Grandpa, I know you mean well,” Ying Zijin said with a lowered gaze and a smile, “I’ve seen it.”

Old Master Zhong suddenly felt a bit off.

He actually hadn’t done much, just had the company make a Weibo post.

Sometimes, when you’ve been in the dark for too long, you hold on tightly to any bit of warmth.

Old Master Zhong frowned, “But online—”

What depressives fear the most is completely closing themselves off and not interacting with the outside world anymore. _{fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓}