The Beautiful CEO’s Super Soldier King
Chapter 1035 [Subverting Your Perception]

Chapter 1035: Chapter 1035 [Subverting Your Perception]

Ji Qingrong seems to have a fondness for calligraphy and paintings. He is currently admiring a piece of calligraphy spread out on the table.

But when Ye Chenfeng’s eyes landed on the artwork, they brightened instantly. This is something good!

The Eight Great Families are indeed different, with such a profound foundation. There are just too many good things like this.

However, Ye Chenfeng soon frowned, as if he had discovered something.

"Little Ye is already here?" Ji Qingrong acknowledged Ye Chenfeng’s arrival with a casual greeting.

"Mm!"

"Little Ye, can you recognize this piece of calligraphy?"

Ji Qingrong asked casually, genuinely interested, without any intention of testing or troubling Ye Chenfeng, not even expecting that Ye Chenfeng could recognize this piece of calligraphy.

"An excerpt from Li Si’s ’Langya Stone Inscriptions’!"

Ye Chenfeng just casually uttered a few words.

"Ga!"

Instantly, Ji Qingrong’s expression froze, dumbfounded on the spot, then slowly turned around, looking at Ye Chenfeng in disbelief.

If Ye Chenfeng recognized the works of Wang Xizhi or Liu Gongquan, that would be understandable. But identifying Li Si’s Langya Stone Inscriptions at a glance was genuinely shocking.

"Little Ye, you’re truly impressive. Qiushui’s father loves to research these things in his spare time. Yet, when this Langya Stone Inscriptions was placed in front of him, he couldn’t recognize it for his life. You’re much more impressive than him!" Ji Qingrong couldn’t help but praise.

Since Ye Chenfeng was being compared to that old bastard Ji Xiaofeng, he felt a bit displeased and couldn’t help but remind, "Old Ji, let me just say, you’ve been deceived; this piece of calligraphy is written by a contemporary artist!"

"What?"

Ji Qingrong’s body trembled violently, his face filled with disbelief.

He had purchased it at a high price, and Ye Chenfeng was now telling him that he had been deceived.

"Little Ye, this can’t be true, can it? This is clearly the genuine article!" Ji Qingrong said, uncertainly.

Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly, "It’s actually easy to judge. The excerpts of Li Si’s Langya Stone Inscriptions should be from the Ming Dynasty, so the rice paper used should be the ’child white’ paper from that era. But this piece of calligraphy is obviously produced by a modern paper mill, just made a bit delicately."

"Pfft!"

Ji Qingrong almost spat out old blood. It turns out the Langya Stone Inscriptions he’s been collecting for over ten years is fake.

Ye Chenfeng felt a burst of amusement, but that’s what it’s like for collectors. Who hasn’t encountered a few counterfeits in their lifetime?

This isn’t scary; what’s scary is treating counterfeits as treasures for decades. That would truly be embarrassing.

"I wonder, Old Ji, why did you invite me here today?" Ye Chenfeng asked curiously.

He knew Ji Qingrong was a person with a good sense of measure, and certainly wouldn’t summon him without a significant reason.

"Little Ye, do you play Go?" Ji Qingrong asked.

Ye Chenfeng nodded, "A little."

"Alright, let’s start with a game then!" Ji Qingrong said.

Ye Chenfeng’s forehead was full of black lines. Ji Qingrong called him over but delayed discussing the real issue, which left Ye Chenfeng a bit frustrated.

Since Ji Qingrong wanted to play chess, Ye Chenfeng agreed.

Looking at Ye Chenfeng, Ji Qingrong seemed to have thought of something and said, "Little Ye, if you win this game against me, I’ll tell you why I called you today."

Ye Chenfeng looked at Ji Qingrong’s crafty expression and said, "Old Ji, it’s obvious you’ve been playing Go for decades; how could I easily win against you?"

"Young people need to have a bit more confidence in themselves and show some drive on the Go board. I’ll tell you, if you can’t defeat me today, I absolutely won’t reveal the matter to you," Ji Qingrong said.

Damn!

The more Ji Qingrong said, the more curious Ye Chenfeng became, eager to know what the matter was.

"Alright, since you are intent on making it difficult for me, I shall win against you!" He first took out his phone, fiddled a bit, then said confidently.

"Confidence is good for a young person, but overconfidence only brings trouble."

Then, they set up the Go board.

Ye Chenfeng held the white stones, but his placement baffled Ji Qingrong. It was no different from a beginner making random moves.

But Ji Qingrong, to avoid any trickery, played a defensive strategy, focusing on defense with occasional attacks.

The competition on the Go board gradually heated up; Ye Chenfeng’s first few moves were indeed like someone new to Go.

But slowly, Ji Qingrong noticed Ye Chenfeng’s positions becoming increasingly solid. The style of steady strategy interspersed with capturing made Ji Qingrong feel as if he was facing Ye Jianguo.

Ye Chenfeng made deliberate advances, gradually encroaching on Ji Qingrong.

Initially, Ji Qingrong could fend off a few moves, but later it was like a dam burst, completely collapsing. In just under half an hour, Ye Chenfeng took the victory.

"Ga!"

Ji Qingrong was instantly dumbfounded. He had been settled in Go for decades. Even the well-acquainted Ye Jianguo took an hour to defeat him, yet Ye Chenfeng dispatched him in just over twenty minutes.

He hadn’t chosen the wrong person!

An idea also sprouted in Ji Qingrong’s mind: Ye Jianguo, you just wait to lose.

"Little Ye?" Ji Qingrong looked at Ye Chenfeng with admiration.

"What is it?"

"In a couple of days, I will arrange for a master to come over, someone I’ve never defeated. I hope you can help me win once," Ji Qingrong earnestly said.

"Pfft!"

Ye Chenfeng felt like spitting blood. Ji Qingrong was acting like a child. He needed someone else to help him win a Go match.

"Alright! I agree."

However, thinking of his own methods, Ye Chenfeng promptly agreed.

Ji Qingrong had no idea that it wasn’t even Ye Chenfeng playing against him just now.

Upon agreeing, Ye Chenfeng immediately downloaded a Go app, started a game on his phone, and set the opponent to the highest-level master.

Then, as Ji Qingrong made a move, Ye Chenfeng would imitate it on his phone and apply the strategy from the app to the real board.

Despite a slight disruption, the master-level AI quickly defeated Ji Qingrong like a storm.

"Little Ye, you’ve really opened my eyes, but that friend of mine plays at a national level, a former national champion even lost to him," Ji Qingrong still had some worries.

Ye Chenfeng chuckled, "Don’t worry. Even if it’s a national player, I can still win."

Ye Chenfeng had already made up his mind. If he were to help Ji Qingrong compete against the master,

he would ask Heavenly Eye to load the Alpha robot’s program onto his phone. Alpha had defeated world champions; no one could stand a chance.

"Alright, Old Ji, can you reveal your purpose now?"

"It’s a photo that might overturn your perception; please wait a moment," Ji Qingrong said.