Counterattack 1988

Chapter 1683 Kidnapping Wang Lin
Wang Lin has seen this kind of person a lot, so of course he won't be moved.

Those who solicit customers on the way are either brokers or liars. There is also a trick of exchanging fakes for real ones. What is shown to you is genuine, but what is actually sold to you is fake. This trick is often used in later generations , mainly selling watches and mobile phones. What you see is obviously a real phone, but after the transaction is completed, he will make an excuse and pass his hands again, and it will become a model phone in your hands.

So when he met this kind of person, Wang Lin didn't bother to talk to him, just pretended he didn't hear him, and passed by.

The person who came to deceive Wang Lin was San Houer.

There were too many people in the market, so it was difficult to start. He wanted to lure Wang Lin to a remote place.

Who knew that Wang Lin wouldn't be fooled!

Sanhou'er watched Wang Lin's back, and wiped his face unwillingly.

"What should I do?" The accomplice leaned forward.

"Don't worry, he has to leave after shopping. We'll ambush him halfway."

Another accomplice said: "Are you serious? What if you get caught? That's robbery and you'll go to jail!"

San Houer sneered and said, "What are you afraid of? 20 is not enough for you to take the risk? If you are afraid, just quit!"

"Okay, I'll do it with you! If you want to do it, do it with a big vote!"

"Yes, do a big vote!"

Wang Lin and the others went around and bought a few gadgets. They were not expensive, ranging from a few hundred to a few thousand.

There is no clear price tag in the antique market. Bargaining is a common practice in the antique industry. It is a test of eyesight and luck.

Therefore, if you want to play with antiques, you must be a discerning person, otherwise you will be killed as a pig.

Wang Lin has also learned some knowledge of antiques from Yun Ruorou in the past few years. Although he is not very proficient, he has learned a little bit.

He is sure that if the price is not too expensive, he will buy it.

In doubt, the price is sky-high, and he would rather miss it.

The antique market in the 90s was in the ascendant.

Antiques from this period are not expensive.

Of course, this expensive is relative to Wang Lin's wealth, and it is also relative to the price of antiques in later generations.

It can be said that as long as you have money and foresight, the antiques found in the 90s will increase hundreds of times in future generations, which is even more profitable than the real estate market!

Of course Wang Lin knew this, so he also consciously collected antiques.

Rich people almost always play with antiques, especially porcelain, calligraphy and paintings.

Things are rare.

The things handed down by the ancestors have encountered countless wars, some were lost, some were destroyed, and some were exiled in foreign countries. That is to say, these good things are becoming less and less, and more and more precious.

Prosperous antiques and gold in troubled times, the future must be a prosperous age, so antiques are prevalent.

Chen Fan also bought a few things, which were not expensive, and the total cost was more than 1 yuan.

She also took a fancy to a gold bracelet from the Qing Dynasty.

One sentence from Wang Lin made her give up the idea of ​​buying.

"Aren't you afraid that it was worn by a dead person?"

With just such a sentence, Chen Fan was so frightened that he quickly put down the gold bracelet in his hand and dared not even touch it.

Wang Lin smiled and said: "If you have no taboos, it doesn't matter. People die like lamps, and things used by dead people can't be bought? Then 90.00% of the things in this market can't be sold."

Chen Fandao: "Utensils are still acceptable, but this gold bracelet has been with the deceased for many years, and it may be buried with him. It's scary to think about it."

Wang Lin laughed out loud.

He also took a fancy to a multicolored large porcelain bowl.

This is a porcelain cylinder, about 50 centimeters high, regular in shape, solid in texture, and five lively red fishes are patterned on the inner wall.

The decoration is enchanting, the color is gorgeous, and the painting is smooth, which can be regarded as a fine product.

But this porcelain bowl is in the hands of a customer.

No matter how much Wang Lin likes it, he can't take away other people's goods. He can only pretend to be nonchalant and look at other things on the booth.

"Boss, 1000 yuan is a bit expensive!" The customer said, "Look at the red fish in this bowl, isn't it too fake? It doesn't look like something from the Qing Dynasty at all. I can give you [-] yuan at most! It can be sold ?"

The stall owner smiled bitterly, shook his hand, and didn't even bother to say a word of rejection.

The customer continued to look at the porcelain pot in his hand and said, "Can two thousand be enough?"

The stall owner said: "Boss, I offered 1 yuan, and you counter-offered [-] yuan! I said I will sell it to you for [-] yuan, but you think the asking price is too high and you don't want it anymore. Is that what you mean?"

The customer said: "1 yuan is indeed a little expensive! Your bowl is clearly a counterfeit. I can pay 3000 yuan at most."

The stall owner said: "3000 yuan? No way! The minimum is [-] yuan!"

The customer said regretfully: "It's too expensive, I don't want it!"

With that said, he put the porcelain jar down.

Wang Lin didn't want to miss this opportunity, so he immediately stretched out his hand, pointed to the porcelain jar, and said to the boss, "1 yuan, I want it!"

The stall owner Yile: "I really want it?"

Wang Lin said: "Wrap it up!"

The stall owner said happily: "That's right! This boss is still a master! If you like it, you will do it, and you will not be procrastinating at all. A person like you will definitely make a fortune!"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Thank you for your kind words."

Uncle Zhong paid 1 yuan and put the porcelain pot into a leather bag.

The money in the leather bag was exchanged for antiques one after another.

The previous customer hadn't left yet, and looked at Wang Lin in astonishment.

The others also looked at Wang Lin in surprise.

Wang Lin's decisiveness just now stunned them all!

Could it be that Wang Lin is [-]% sure?

He has never even touched a porcelain jar!

How can such a buying method not surprise you?
The customer came to his senses and knew that he had misread it, but this is the way it is in this business, and he didn't regret taking the medicine.

Knowledge is wealth, which is especially important in the antique industry.

Someone beside him whispered: "This young man may be a big boss who specializes in porcelain business!"

When Wang Lin heard this, he just smiled slightly.

He is indeed a big boss, but he is not in the porcelain business.

Wang Lin looked at the time and said, "This market is really big! I've been shopping all afternoon, and I haven't finished shopping yet! I'm hungry, why don't you find a place to eat?"

Chen Fan said: "Well, let's eat! I'm also tired and don't want to go shopping anymore."

The three of them left the market.

Uncle Zhong suddenly said: "Wang Dong, someone is following us."

Wang Lin paused.

Uncle Zhong said, "Seven o'clock behind you."

Wang Lin glanced over there vigilantly, and recognized the skinny man who asked him if he wanted something nice, and said, "Don't worry about him."

From his point of view, people like San Hou'er did not pose much of a threat, but they just saw that he was a big boss and wanted to sell something to him, or to cheat a sum of money.

At this time, someone suddenly rushed over, bumped into Uncle Zhong, and grabbed the leather bag in Uncle Zhong's hand.

How could the things in Uncle Zhong's hands be snatched away so easily?

The man tried to snatch the purse, but failed.

It's too late to say, then soon!
Uncle Zhong kicked the opponent's knee.

The man groaned and fell to the ground.

"Why did you hit someone?" The villain complained first, pointed at Uncle Zhong and shouted, "Come here! You beat someone to death!"

Uncle Zhong sneered and said, "You want to steal my purse! You still falsely accuse me of beating you? Get lost!"

The man just kept crying: "Everyone, come and see! He hit me, and he still doesn't admit it!"

There are many people around, and there are naturally many people watching the excitement, and in a short while, several floors are surrounded inside and outside.

Uncle Zhong was shocked and angry.

It is said that people who do bad things with a guilty conscience will immediately think of running away once things are revealed.
There were too many onlookers, pushing Wang Lin and Chen Fan aside.

Suddenly, Wang Lin's lower back felt cold, and his skin clearly felt a sharp weapon pressing against it!

A threatening voice came from behind: "Don't move! Follow me! If you dare to move, I'll go in and out! My life is worthless anyway, I can change your life, I'm worth it!"

Wang Lin said calmly: "Comrade, what are you doing? If you have anything to discuss, you should put down the knife in your hand first. Swords and guns have no eyes!"

The person behind said: "So you also know that a knife and a gun have no eyes! If you are sensible, don't play tricks and follow me obediently, or I will stab you with a knife!"

Wang Lin never thought that in broad daylight, he would be held hostage by bad guys!

But he didn't panic, and said calmly: "Okay, I'll go with you."

It all happened so fast!
Chen Fan kept staring at Uncle Zhong and didn't pay attention to Wang Lin.

The thieves were also powerful, and when there were many people, they stuck close to Wang Lin, and covered up the knife with a coat. The people around were watching the conflict with Uncle Zhong, but no one noticed Wang Lin.

When Chen Fan came to his senses, Wang Lin was no longer around him.

"Where did Director Wang go?" Chen Fan was stunned, and said to himself, "Did you call the police?"

She looked around and saw Wang Lin getting into a dilapidated van.

What's worse, that van didn't even have a license plate!

Chen Fan shouted: "It's not good! Uncle Zhong! Save Wang Dong, he was taken to the van over there!"

Uncle Zhong was shocked!
He didn't care about wrangling with the fallen man, and ran towards the van.

The villain who fell to the ground rushed forward and hugged Uncle Zhong's leg, still yelling: "Everyone, come and help, this man beat me and wants to run away!"

Uncle Zhong was furious, he kicked at the opponent, he didn't care which part he hit, he just wanted to get rid of this person as soon as possible and rescue Wang Lin.

The bad guy got kicked in the face, but he still didn't let go, he hugged Uncle Zhong tightly and didn't let go.

With just that delay, the battered van disappeared around the corner of the street.

Uncle Zhong became murderous, and kicked him again, hitting the opponent's chest. The man was so painful that he bowed into a shrimp, and finally let Uncle Zhong go.

After breaking free, Uncle Zhong ran to the car in three steps at a time.

I don't know who called the police. The nearby police station called the police, and a police car drove over.

"It's him! It's him! Catch him! He wants to run away!" The felled villain pointed at Uncle Zhong and shouted.

As soon as the police reacted, Uncle Zhong got into the car and sped away.

In the same way, the police believed the bad guy's words even more, and drove after Uncle Zhong in a police car.

Chen Fan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, tears streaming down his face.

Wang Lin was kidnapped!
How to do?
Chen Fan was so frightened that he lost his mind!
(End of this chapter)