Boss Wang stood to the side holding the porcelain bowl shards. Although he was too embarrassed to express it, the look in his eyes as he gazed at Hao Jian made it clear that he, too, was eager to know the answer.
Why was it that a forged porcelain bowl had not shown any flaw to three industry insiders, but was easily spotted as a fake by Hao Jian, a young amateur with no credentials? This was something he simply couldn't understand.
Boss Chen also had the same thought, but since Director Wang asked first, he stood quietly aside waiting for the answer.
Hao Jian smiled, a bit unsure how to answer this question. Should he claim he has sharp eyesight that could see through it at a glance? Or say his tactile sense is so excellent that he can immediately discern authenticity upon touching something? These all seemed somewhat implausible and deceitful.
Thus, a smile appeared on his face, and since they wanted him to talk, he decided to say it aloud for them to hear.
