gifted collector

Chapter 83
However, Zhou Jundi was really angry at this time, because Fang Ming didn't care about himself at all.

"Oh? Let's try to identify antiques?"

Fang Ming looked at Zhou Jun, suddenly laughed, nodded heavily, and said, "Okay, there is no problem, let's have a competition."

Seeing the smile on Fang Ming's face, Zhou Jun's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know why something was wrong in his heart, but when he was still thinking about what was going on, Fang Ming made a move. An action he could never have imagined:

Fang Ming raised his hands high and slapped them hard.

Although the hall is large, it is also limited.

Although there were many people in the hall, everyone was talking in low voices, but they were not so loud as to be deafening.

Therefore, when Fang Ming clapped his hands vigorously, everyone's attention was attracted.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Although he hadn't realized what Fang Ming was doing yet, Zhou Jun felt more and more bad in his heart. He wanted to stop Fang Ming, but how could he stop him at this time?
"Everyone, everyone, I think those who are here tonight are friends from the collection industry. Here I would like to introduce myself first. My name is Fang Ming."

After Fang Ming clapped his hands just now, the hall was silent, because no one knew who the clapping person was. Now that it was Fang Ming, there was a burst of small discussions immediately.

"Fang Ming? This is the Fang Ming who picked up the leak?"

"It should be him. Master Yitong has already admitted the matter of picking up the leak. It must not be fake."

……

How could it be a secret that could be kept forever in Jianghu?What's more, Yitong deliberately "leaked" the things that Fang Ming picked up before, so Fang Ming's name has actually been slowly spread in the collection circle of Ningdong City.Therefore, when he introduced himself and said that he was Fang Ming, it immediately caused a lot of discussion.

Fang Ming, who was not prepared for this, was stunned for a moment, but he didn't care about complacency at this time, his attention was now on Zhou Jun.

"Everyone must be wondering what I'm doing. It's actually very simple. Just now a person claimed to be an old man in the collection industry. He didn't know why he asked me to get out. Of course I wouldn't get out. Then, he said that he would Compete with me on the ability to identify antiques, and you may also know that I am a master of leaks, as you have heard, and you are not convinced? Or is it for other reasons? I don’t think anyone knows this except him. Anyway So, I agreed, but since there are so many people at the scene, why don't I let everyone have more fun? So, I would like to ask everyone to be a witness and see who is better at identifying antiques after a while !"

Zhou Jun's face was livid, as if he had been slapped with soy sauce!He never thought that Fang Ming would make things so big!

It's okay to win the competition for a while, if you lose, how can you still have the face to hang out in the collection circle of Ningdong City?Of course, he also understood that Fang Ming was using his own army—Fang Ming was deliberately making things bigger, so that he would not be able to stand.

"But, isn't he afraid that he won't be able to step down? Or is he sure that he will win?"

Zhou Jun immediately shook his head, thinking how could he possibly lose to Fang Ming?Could it be that I have lived on dogs all these years?

Thinking of this, the irritable mood before slowly calmed down, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, and he said loudly: "That's right, that's how things are, since we are all antique collectors, the competition is naturally As for the identification of antiques, I really want to see what kind of skills the young people of today have!"

Hearing Zhou Jun's words, Zheng Bai, who had already calmed down, curled his lips and said in a low voice: "This old boy may have really forgotten that he is bullying the small with the big, and he said it so righteously. It's quite speechless."

"Don't you know what kind of person he is? I'm not talking about you. You are already a man of your age, and you still have such a hot temper. You can't learn from Fang Ming. You see how he handles this matter." How good is it? Zhou Jun has already been put into the sleeve."

Wu Ze glared at Zheng Bai. Fang Ming was already invincible at this time. Naturally, he had nothing to say if he won. Even if he lost, the damage would not be too great. After all, he is a junior and a newcomer People, even if they miss it a few more times, it can't change this fact. For young people, if you lose, you lose, but Zhou Jun is different. He is already a master.That would be miserable.

Looking at Fang Ming standing at the front of his side, Wu Ze nodded appreciatively. This trick can be said to be Fang Ming taking advantage of Zhou Jun's opportunity to trouble him, and immediately put Zhou Jun on the table, making him count as a He couldn't do it even if he thought about it, so he had to fight. Most people would definitely not be able to react in such a short time, but Fang Ming did it!
Talent, this is definitely a talent!
Not only has the ability to pick up leaks in antiques, but also has a quick response in dealing with people and responding to emergencies, which is really rare.

"Heh, since it's been decided to compete, how about the specific comparison, then we have to talk about it."

Sikongzhe can naturally see the doorway here, and what he said at this time is actually "knocking on the nail" - to push the whole thing forward, so that Zhou Jun wants to find a way to go down - and it is impossible to regret it. can't do it.

Sure enough, as soon as Sikongzhe said what he said, Zhou Jun reacted immediately, and finally realized that he was really mad with anger just now, and regretted it even more in his heart. He just thought that he could not lose, but he didn't think that even if he If he wins by himself, then it is invincible. After all, Fang Ming is only a junior, so what's the point?

However, it was too late to regret it at this time, and he publicly agreed just now, and at this time Sikong Zhe also forced him up.

Seeing such a reaction from Zhou Jun, Wu Ze and others secretly became happy.

Zhou Jun, a collector in Ningdong City, is famous for his narrow-mindedness, especially for those newcomers who have just entered the industry, they never say a word of praise and encouragement, but feel that these people will be their huge competition when they grow up. Opponents, so as long as they see newcomers, they will find ways to attack them.

The $100 million is just a direct fuse, but now Fang Ming has been put on airs by such a person, how could they not have fun?
"Miss Zhou, what do you think Fang Ming's chances are?"

Of all the people at the scene, Zhou Yafang was the one who was most familiar with Fang Ming, so Zheng Bai asked her.

"One hundred percent, after tonight, I think Zhou Jun doesn't need to hang around in our Ningdong City collection circle anymore."

She has been in Ningdong City for several years, and she has dealt with Zhou Jun several times, and she has no good impression of this person. It seems that some small conflicts have even occurred in her memory. She seems to have seen Zhou Jun Miserable end.

"Haha! Great!"

When Zheng Bai heard this, he laughed happily.

"There are so many antiques here, just pick one and compare it."

Zhou Jun's face was very ugly, but it was absolutely impossible to back down at this time, so he could only bite the bullet.

"This is a good idea. I think it's good, but I don't know if Er Gouzi agrees or not."

Since there is a competition for identification, it is natural to compare it with an antique. Si Kongzhe thinks Zhou Jun's proposal is very fair, but this is a black market auction tonight. If you want to do this, you have to get the "owner". It was Er Gouzi's consent.

Er Gouzi, whose real name is Shen Gang, is also a well-known figure in the "underground" collection circle of Ningdong City. He can always get a lot of antiques from nowhere. It can be said that the entire black market of Ningdong City Antiques accounted for more than [-]% of the share, so gradually became a pivotal figure.

"Hahaha! How could I disagree with such a good thing? Even if I disagree, since you have spoken, Mr. Sikong, I will agree!"

At this moment, a thin voice came from one end of the hall, and after the crowd parted, a thin and small person who looked like a mouse came over.

Fang Ming knew that this person should be the Er Gouzi that Si Kongzhe mentioned.

Er Gouzi walked up to Fang Ming and Zhou Jun, glanced at them, and said, "I just wanted to auction something tonight, but I didn't expect such a good show to happen!"

Fang Ming didn't speak, he was looking at Er Gouzi. Although the person in front of him was quite ordinary in appearance, he didn't dare to underestimate each other. Among other things, he was able to get so many antiques , Opening such an auction here later is enough to prove his ability.

"Mr. Sikong, I have a proposal, tell me what you think."

"it is good."

Er Gouzi clapped his hands, and immediately two people trotted in carrying a box, put it on the ground, and retreated. Everyone's eyes were focused on the box, but the box was airtight. No idea what's inside.

"It's an antique inside. It's the latest one I got. To be honest, I haven't had time to find someone to appraise it. I originally planned to release it at the next auction. Now that Fang Ming and Zhou Jun have How about a bet, how about we use it as a touchstone?"

Zhou Jun's face became gloomy again. He had studied the antiques in the hall before, and he probably knew it well. This was actually an important reason why he was confident that he would be able to win Fang Ming. Now Er Gouzi moved out Got a new antique!
Of course Zhou Jun didn't want this, but how could he have any reason to refuse?So in the end I could only nod in agreement.

"I have no problem, no matter what kind of antique it is to me!"

Fang Ming nodded lightly, and agreed to use the antique that Er Gouzi just took out as a "touchstone" for his identification with Zhou Jun. In fact, it really didn't matter what kind of antique he used. the difference.

(End of this chapter)