Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 186 Everyone is fishing for it

"When I was a kid, I broke my uncle's antique vase, and my dad came up and gave me a big bag."

"Do you know how much harm a Bidou can do to a seven-year-old child?"

"But my fourth uncle is different. He took me directly to his study room, picked out a vase of similar quality, and gave it back to my uncle. I heard it was from Wanli."

"Later, my relatives and friends welcomed me to their homes..."

Listening to Chu Ziqiang talk about his childhood, Zhang Yang finally understood why barrage words could break his defense.

His idol may have been blackened, which really ruined his three views.

No wonder Xiao Chu told Zhang Yang not to stop them when the counterfeit stall owner and the unscrupulous expert left in despair.

Because now, the person they are waiting for in the pavilion is the real heavyweight, and may even be the big BOSS behind the scenes.

"Master Chu, what's wrong with you? Who provoked you again?"

Holding the teacup, Chu Zhenmin walked slowly in front of Zhang Yang and Zhang Yang, and said cheerfully.

Coming with him were two old men who looked like retired cadres.

Chu Ziqiang shook his head, pointed directly at the imitation Ge kiln porcelain that Zhang Yang had just bought on the table and said:
"The former director of the Cultural Relics Bureau should be able to tell whether this thing is genuine or not, right?"

Chu Zhenmin and the two old men looked at it for a while and both thought it was an inferior imitation.

The value is about 100 yuan.

"Zhang Yang bought it at fifty."

"Then I missed it." Chu Zhenmin nodded with a smile.

"But the people at your appraisal center said it was real and worth fifty thousand, and they even issued a certificate."

When Chu Ziqiang emphasized the word "you", he was talking to the two old men who had just arrived.

And the tone is bad.

They are family friends of the Chu family, and they are also the actual controllers of the Pan Jiayuan Wenwan Appraisal Center.

Zhang Yang thought to himself: Xiao Chu is going crazy, being so harsh?
Don't old people lose face?
Sure enough, Chu Zhenmin looked a little confused and quickly asked Zhang Yang:

"Xiao Zhang, what's going on?"

"Actually, it was Mr. Tian from the appraisal center who issued certificates for the fakes at the counterfeit stalls and sold them at high prices, so we got into trouble."

Zhang Yang explained briefly.

He noticed that when he said "Teacher Tian", the expressions on the faces of the three old guys changed to varying degrees.

Among them, the person whose expression changed the most took the initiative to shake hands with Zhang Yang:
"I'm Qian Shiwen. Zhang Yang, right? I know you are Master Wang's apprentice."

"Hello, Teacher Qian."

When Zhang Yang heard that he was an acquaintance of Master Wang, he quickly greeted him politely.

Qian Shiwen told Zhang Yang: "This Xiaotian is Teacher Che's apprentice."

"Don't you know each other? You are from the same sect!"

"what?"

It’s you again, Che Lijun!
When Che Lijun said that he had learned wood carving appraisal from Wang Guosheng for half a year and that he was half a senior, Zhang Yang thought it might be a thigh.

As a result, he was always there every time something happened!

Could it be that he is the underground emperor of the antique circle?
"You are Master Wang's apprentice, and Xiaotian is your junior."

Qian Shiwen wanted to throw the blame to Zhang Yang and deliberately said:

"About this matter, although we are responsible for lax supervision, if we tell it, it will bring shame on your sect."

The teacher’s face?

Zhang Yang felt a chill as he thought of "Eunuch Tian"'s humorous way of speaking.

Then we have to clean up the door now.

Otherwise, how uncomfortable it would be for me to be involved in such a thing in the antique circle in the future.

"In this case, things will be simpler."

Zhang Yang explained to the confused looks of several people:

"Xiao Chu can do it, and so can I."

"Before I entered Panjiayuan, I saw a warning from the Market Supervision and Administration Bureau posted on the wall. They should be able to take care of this matter with the surname Tian."

"Maybe I can help you, Mr. Qian, to find other moths inside."

"That would be the best."

"If we can really catch the pests, we have to thank you!"

Qian Shiwen pretended to be happy and made a gesture of invitation.His posture was like that of a big shot in the industry, pretentious.

He believed that Zhang Yang's words were a threat.

But this young man from out of town probably doesn’t know that the Market Supervision and Administration Bureau also has their people!

How could a complete industrial chain be missing the most critical link?

Then, he heard an unexpected sentence:
"Hey, police? I met a professional team selling counterfeit goods at Panjiayuan Antique Market."

"Can you help contact someone from the Market Regulation Administration?"

"How much have you been deceived? Not really, just a small amount of money. But if you don't care, the people who have been deceived will be in trouble."

"We are at the pavilion as soon as we enter the north gate of Panjiayuan..."

Qian Shiwen and his partners were stunned.

What is the meaning of this?
Everyone is in the same circle, why can't we talk properly?
After Zhang Yang finished the call, Qian asked him impatiently:
"Zhang Yang, what do you mean by calling the police center directly?"

"I don't remember the call from the Market Regulation Authority."

Zhang Yang smiled sheepishly:
“A detective friend of mine told me that at times like this, it’s always right to call the police directly.”

"It's okay, they should send someone over soon."

"None of these people named Tian can escape."

Everyone, run!No!Lose!

Zhang Yang's words echoed in Qian Shiwen's ears.

His face was filled with disbelief:

"Damn it! You don't think that the money that Xiaotian made has not honored Che Lijun or your teacher Wang Guosheng, right?"

"Everyone is trying to make money. This is the unspoken rule of the antiques circle."

"You are amazing, you are noble."

"But you don't have to blow up the stove and leave everyone without food, right?"

The more Qian Shiwen spoke, the more excited he became, the beard on his mouth trembled, he didn't know if he was angry or scared.

Zhang Yang blinked in confusion, spread his hands and asked:
"So you not only know about the matter with the surname Tian, ​​but you also participated in it?"

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier? Tell me earlier!"

"Also, why are you pretending to be in front of me?"

Zhang Yang was a little speechless. He thought those people who were related to Xiao Chu were all positive people.

The result is this?

"Hey! You don't want to talk nonsense, I didn't participate."

Chu Zhenmin waved his hand under Chu Ziqiang's puzzled eyes.

"It was only after I retired that I found out they were doing this, but by then I had no control over it."

"You really didn't participate?" Chu Ziqiang asked.

"You brat!" Chu Zhenmin gave Xiao Chu a headache: "Do you doubt that you are kissing the uncle?"

"Then what should we do now?" Zhang Yang was also confused.

He suddenly remembered that Wang Guosheng had taken a golden nanmu crutch from the Niu family, which came from the tomb.

Isn’t it really a community of interests?

You know, after Director Xiao Wang entered, Master Wang is now the legal person of Hailin Museum.

If he also goes in, then the museum...maybe it will be his?

Zhang Yang shook his head, put his evil thoughts behind him, and looked at Chu Zhenmin.

Respect the former director of cultural relics, he seems to have something to say.

Sensing Zhang Yang's eyes, Chu Zhenmin bowed his hands to him in a rather classical manner.

I don’t know whether to say “Thank you for your hard work” or “Thank you very much”.

In short, he walked towards his two old friends, patted them on the shoulders, and said with sincerity:

"Do you still remember the second of the eight points of attention?"

"Let me remind you, it's fair trade."

Chu Zhenmin's words seemed to have a powerful force, and they crushed the two old men down.

(End of this chapter)