Tianyan Jianbao

Chapter 5 Angry
Zhou Ruojuan taught Wang Haoming two years of college Chinese, and she did her best for all the students in the class.

People's hearts are fleshy. Even if there is inevitably friction between teachers and students, they still have feelings after getting along for a long time, let alone get along well in the first place.

Looking at Mr. Zhou, who was enduring the pain and his face was full of tears, Wang Haoming's anger burned to the top of his head!

bump!Kicking the door open, Wang Haoming rushed in with a cold face: "You are too deceitful!"

The boss was slightly stunned, and glared at Wang Haoming: "What kind of door are you kicking! Who are you?"

He raised his sleeves, as if he wanted to fight Wang Haoming.

"You can control it!" Wang Haoming pointed at Zhou Ruojuan's arm with a sullen face: "My teacher was injured at your place, and we should ask you for medical expenses, you? How bullying?!"

Wang Haoming grabbed the mobile phone and wanted to call 120 for emergency services, fearing that the delay would affect the treatment of her arm injury.

The boss thought that Wang Haoming was going to call the police, so he sneered, "Don't waste your time! I've already called 110!"

When Wang Haoming pressed the three keys of 120, Teacher Zhou grabbed Wang Haoming from behind. Seeing him look over, she wiped her tears and pouted, "Don't call an ambulance, my hands are fine."

Wang Haoming glanced at the messy ground and said, "What happened just now? Please tell me in detail."

Teacher Zhou sighed softly, and said eloquently: "I just saw a good Ming and Qing brush wash in this store, so I called Lingling to ask about it, but suddenly I felt like I was about to have a heart attack, so I hurried to hold the brush. The cabinet, I want to take a few quick-acting heart-relief pills under my tongue, but, but I don’t know what happened, the cabinet fell down, smashed my hand, and all the things inside were broken.”

Wang Haoming took a closer look at the cabinet that fell on the ground. It is estimated that the wooden structure on the lower floor collapsed, which caused the collapse.

"Don't be afraid..." Wang Haoming comforted: "The problem lies in the cabinet. It's because the quality of his things is not good enough, so it has nothing to do with you."

"Fart!" The boss said loudly, "If she hadn't pushed it down, how could that thing have collapsed there? Lose your money and stop talking nonsense!"

Ringing, ringing, Sun Ling's phone chased after her.

"We've arrived at Panjiayuan. Where are you? Have you found my aunt?"

"At the west end of the street, you guys come here first and then we can talk."

Within 5 minutes, Sun Ling took the lead and ran over with six people in a hurry.Among them was a fashionable girl Wang Haoming looked familiar to, maybe it was Sun Ling's roommate.

When she saw Teacher Zhou's right arm was bleeding, Sun Ling became anxious, "Who beat you? I'm fucking fighting with him!"

After finishing speaking, she rolled up her sleeves and pulled out a wooden board with nails from the scattered cabinet on the ground.

Teacher Zhou quickly shook her head and explained: "Lingling, put the things down first, I was not beaten, but smashed..." She explained the matter to everyone in detail again.

As soon as the voice on this side fell, footsteps sounded behind him.

Two people walked into the store. On the left was a middle-aged man under 40 years old, wearing the badge of Panjiayuan Market Management, and on the right was a steady middle-aged man in his 50s.

After being introduced by Panjiayuan’s market management personnel, I found out that this person is Mr. Liu Fangliu, a librarian of the BJ City Research Institute of Culture and History, and also a cultural relic appraisal expert hired by Panjiayuan with a high salary.

Liu Fang said to the shop owner: "It's Boss Zhang, I have to take a look first." "Please take a look." They should all know each other.

Wang Haoming took a cursory glance at the Ming and Qing bamboo carvings, Qing famille rose flower brush holders, Neolithic three-hole jade shovels, Tang Dynasty landscape paintings, Ming Xuande Ji blue glazed porcelain, Buddha statues of the Sixteen Kingdoms, and so on.

Liu Fang squatted there to look right and left, and after a few minutes, he raised his head and came to a conclusion: "Except for three or two items, the rest are pretty good."

This is basically the real thing?Wang Haoming, Sun Ling and others were all stunned.

Teacher Zhou Ruojuan's face turned pale, she shook her lips and said, "Then, how much are these things worth?"

Liu Fang didn't say anything, and the boss snorted, "How much is it? A picture of Tang Dynasty landscapes and beautiful forests is worth more than one million yuan. Now that Mr. Liu is here, don't tell me that these are imitations. You do the math."

He went to the counter and took a Casio calculator and pressed it randomly, and finally said coldly: "I won't ask you for more, 800 million!"

There was an uproar!
Sun Ling leaned forward: "If you said 800 million yuan, it's 800 million yuan! I also said 800 million yuan!"

"What the hell are you doing!" Boss Zhang said angrily with a sullen face, "Didn't you hear Teacher Liu?"

"Listen to him? Can I hear you? How do I know you're not in the same group!" Sun Ling pouted disdainfully, looked at Zhou Ruojuan and said, "Did you call your high school classmate?"

Zhou Ruojuan said sadly, "I did, but she's out of town. She said she found a friend to help me, but maybe she hasn't arrived yet."

Sun Ling said angrily: "Then I'll call and ask my dad to find someone. He also knows many experts in the collection field."

"Well, don't bother your father?"

"Oh, what time is it, why don't you bother me!"

Teacher Zhou let out an oh and didn't speak again.

There are more and more people watching the excitement, and the outside of the store is already blocked.After Sun Ling called her father, she walked up to Zhou Ruojuan and said, "My father is going this way."

While everyone was still discussing countermeasures, Sun Ling's father rushed over quickly with a friend.

Grandfather is about 50 years old, with a big back, a leather bag under his arm, and he looks like a successful person.

What attracted Wang Haoming's attention the most was the jade Guanyin pendant on his grandson's neck. The authentic glass is full of green, and the value is definitely more than one million yuan.After entering the store, he first got a general understanding of the situation, touched the Guanyin pendant one by one and said to his friend, "Is the thing right?"

His friend was about the same age as him, holding a magnifying glass, looking very professional, squatting there for a while.

"Old Sun, you also know that I am not a professional. Well, apart from the fact that these two items are not quite right, other things are not clear. You need to use instruments to verify the authenticity. In my opinion, you should hire a lawyer. They will operate More professional."

Grandfather said: "You have been playing and collecting for more than ten years, and you still can't see it?"

The man smiled wryly and said: "Antiques are not like your jade business. Antiques are used in an endless stream of counterfeiting methods. In many cases, even instruments can be deceived, let alone one can tell the real from the fake with just a glance, and experts can't do it either."

Grandfather nodded and looked at Zhou Ruojuan: "Is the hand injury serious?"

"It's not heavy, it's just broken skin." Teacher Zhou said miserably: "Brother-in-law, Brother Zhou, I'm causing trouble for you two."

Grandfather shook his head: "If the family doesn't talk about this, it's good that you are fine."

Wang Haoming saw that the Panjiayuan staff were also talking with Boss Zhang and Liu Fang in a low voice. After a while, the staff came over to smooth things over and said: "The leader explained before I came here, and I don't want to make things big. Before the police arrive, I think it's best for you and Boss Zhang to have a private relationship."

"Just now I consulted with Teacher Liu. Eighteen million yuan is a bit outrageous. After all, it is not her responsibility alone. If you agree, you can pay Boss Zhang 800 million yuan in compensation. For the rest of the loss, Boss Zhang They will seek justice from the manufacturers and sellers of the cabinets, do you think this will work?"

Teacher Zhou's hands trembled, his eyes turned red, and tears were about to fall down again. 200 million!That's not a small amount either!

Father Sun thought for a while and said, "What if we don't agree?"

"Then we can only meet in court." Boss Zhang came over, Xu Shi saw that his grandfather was a man of status, and his voice was a few degrees lower than before: "Take these damaged antiques to the cultural relics institution for appraisal, and let them The judge decides the exact amount that should be paid, but I dare say that the amount to be paid will only be more than now, never less than now."

With Grandfather in charge, Sun Ling and the others stopped interjecting and left everything to Grandfather.

Wang Haoming didn't intervene, but instead focused on the sparse collection of antiques, recalling them and confirming them one by one as if they were seated.

I feel that something is wrong, including Liu Fang who came to appraise, and the staff of Panjiayuan are evil.I looked closer and used my spiritual power again, but my spiritual power has not been replenished.

Grandfather rubbed the jade pendant habitually, looked at Zhou Ruojuan next to him: "What do you think?"

Teacher Zhou was puzzled a long time ago, "I'm not paying attention at all now, I just listen to my brother-in-law."

Grandfather exchanged a few words with his friend who was a collector. Finally, he took out the checkbook from his bag and prepared to sign it.

Zhou Ruojuan looked haggard and said, "I will pay you back the money slowly."

"What do you want to pay back!" Sun Ling joked, holding her uninjured hand, "My dad just made a lot of money, and it just happened to make him bankrupt!"

Originally, it can be said that the matter has come to an end here. Although it can not be said that everyone is happy, it will not make Mr. Zhou bankrupt.

However, the image of Zhou Ruojuan's helpless expression was vivid in his memory. For no reason, Wang Haoming felt a surge of anger in his heart.

(End of this chapter)