Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 65 The Antique Market Appears, It's Fun!

"What? You said she swiped the card?"

Sister Liu looked at Xiaofang in shock and almost fell to the ground.

She muttered to herself, "How is it possible? She doesn't look like a rich person! How could she spend tens of millions?"

"I don't know, but she just swiped the card, and she swiped 500 million." Xiaofang stood there and said blankly.

Sister Liu's palms are sweating, it's over, it's over!

Missed a big business, if this achievement is given to Xiaofang, an intern, I am afraid that he will be directly promoted to a position of supervisor or something.

She regretted and patted the table. Damn it, she was so pissed off!

Qiao Yimo came out of the store, feeling a burst of joy in her heart, the crystal jade became more and more comfortable to touch, the old lady must like it very much.

Just when she was about to go back, a female voice attracted her.

"Boss, is this really Master Shuimo's painting? Is it genuine?"

Hearing this voice, Qiao Yimo turned around curiously.

When did my paintings get sold on the street stalls?
The owner of the vendor chuckled, "How could it not be real? I bought it from Master Shui Mo with my own hands? Do you think anyone could draw such a realistic high imitation?"

"It's true to say so, but if you have Master Shuimo in your stall, it's a bit unrealistic."

The boss suddenly changed his face when he heard the words, "Why is it unrealistic? You can buy it if you want it, and you will lose it if you don't. You don't know how many people are vying for Master Shuimo's paintings."

Ruan Zhu laughed awkwardly when she heard it, and she was about to step forward to touch her.

"Miss, don't touch it if you don't buy it! What if it breaks?"

Hearing what the boss said, Ruan Zhu put down her hand, she turned to the man beside her and said: Husband, do you want to buy it? "

Qiao Yimo heard that and took a step closer, and saw that the man was actually the second uncle who met at Longyue Hotel?

It turns out that he also likes antiques so much!
But I don't know if the second uncle was scared of being tricked, and dared to come to this kind of antique market mixed with real and fake.

When Qiao Yimo glanced at the stall claiming the authentic work of "Master Shui Mo", he couldn't help but sneer.

What the hell? Imitation is not imitation at all. What an insult to her name.

When Qiao Yimo looked over, Qiao Qishan also looked over from the corner of his eye, and accidentally caught a glimpse of Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo?
How is she here?
Qiao Yimo squatted down and looked at the painting, then at the stall owner, "Boss, where did you get this painting?"

The stall owner took a look at Qiao Yimo and sized it up. He was not someone who could afford a painting, so he said perfunctorily, "Master Shui Mo bought it himself!"

"Oh? Is that so!" Qiao Yimo's red lips parted slightly, and a smile appeared on her lips.

"Can you buy it?" The stall owner looked impatiently at the couple in front of him.

Although Ruan Zhu wasn't sure if it was the real thing, but if it was the real thing, she would have picked up a treasure.

She turned to look at the man, "Honey, let's buy it!"

"This..." Qiao Qishan obviously hesitated.

Qiao Yimo squinted her phoenix eyes, and kindly reminded, "Second Uncle, if you believe me, don't buy it. This painting is [-]% fake!"

Ruan Zhu heard: "."

She turned to look at the man, "Honey, did she call you uncle?"

Qiao Qishan nodded, "She is Dong Yan's daughter who was found not long ago."

Hearing this, Ruan Zhu carefully looked at Qiao Yimo, she looked quite similar to Dong Yan, but her demeanor was deserted, there was no similarity at all.

When the stall owner heard Qiao Yimo say that what he was selling was a counterfeit, he became anxious, "You little girl, what are you talking about? Do you understand that you are suspected of being framed like this?"

The second uncle looked at Qiao Yimo and said, "Why is it you again? Do you have any evidence?"

Qiao Yimo stood on tiptoe, looked around, and lazily said, "It's a fake, what more evidence is needed."

"Oh, what you say is fake is fake. Who will believe it? Tell me, do you want this painting and don't want to be bought by this couple! You want to take this painting at a low price!"

What the stall owner meant was that Qiao Yimo was jealous and deliberately refused to let them buy it, and then bought the painting at a low price.

Ruan Zhu panicked when she heard what the stall owner said, "Husband, let's buy it! Don't let others buy it!"

Qiao Yimo sneered when she heard Ruan Zhu's whisper, "Stupid!"

"You!" Qiao Qishan became angry, "Qiao Yimo, why are you so rude, even though you helped me last time, it doesn't mean you know everything!"

Qiao Qishan's roar immediately attracted the attention of other stall owners and passers-by.

Ruan Zhu pulled Qiao Qishan's sleeve and said, "Husband, didn't you say that Dong Yan's daughter came from the countryside? How does she know this?"

Hearing this, the stall owner immediately grasped this important point of information, pointed at Qiao Yimo and said viciously, "Everyone judge me, this little girl from the countryside deliberately came to make trouble and framed me for selling counterfeit goods, but she couldn't get it out. Evidence! You said that you are from the countryside, how could you understand such things!"

Immediately, the scene was chaotic.

"Little girl, it's not easy to do business these days, so don't make trouble and let the stall owner go."

"The key point is that she doesn't have any evidence. She says it's a fake. If it can't be sold, will she lose money?"

"Really, she looks like a student, she doesn't look like she came to the antique market to shop for things, she is probably here to make trouble!"

"That's right, hurry up and don't hinder other people's business!"

Qiao Qishan glanced at Qiao Yimo speechlessly, and signaled with his eyes to go home quickly, don't be ashamed here.

"Boss, how much is this painting?" Ruan Zhu asked the stall owner.

The boss said seriously: "500 million."

"500 million?" Ruan Zhu looked at the painting in front of her, and wanted to take it away, so she turned to Qiao Qishan and said, "Honey, why don't we negotiate the price and buy it!"

"But." Qiao Qishan was a little hesitant, although the 500 million is not impossible to get out, but if he buys a fake product again, there is no place to reason.

Just as the couple hesitated, a middle-aged woman suddenly appeared and said to the stall owner, "Boss, is it 500 million? I want it!"

Qiao Yimo raised her eyes when she heard the words, and looked at the middle-aged woman's expression. She was sneaky and guilty, and she knew that this should be the stall owner's entrustment. If she guessed correctly, it should be a husband and wife relationship.

But Ruan Zhu didn't know, when she saw that someone wanted to steal Master Shuimo's painting, she suddenly went crazy, "No, I want it first!"

The middle-aged woman glanced at Ruan Zhu and said softly, "Have you paid? I think you've been standing here for a long time."

Ruan Zhu glared at Qiao Yimo fiercely. If Qiao Yimo hadn't suddenly come out to make trouble, she would have bought it by now.

When the stall owner saw that the two had robbed each other, he secretly laughed a few times, and then followed the script, "Well, then, you all quote a number, and the one with the highest price wins!"

(End of this chapter)