God Level Golden Eye

"Yes Yes!"

"Zhang Ping, tell us your appraisal opinion, let us listen to it, and have a long experience."

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"Zhang Ping Zhang Ping!"

"You are Zhang Wenhua's grandson, and your appraisal skills are certainly not bad. We really hope to hear your opinion now!"

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"Zhang Ping Zhang Ping!"

"Antiquities belong to you. It is estimated that you have been in your hands for a long time. You must have conducted in-depth research. Whether it is true or false, you must be able to tell the truth. The only thing we look forward to now is you. Able to express my own opinions."

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People began to roar and their voices became louder and louder, and finally several people shouted and urged Zhang Ping loudly.

Zhang Ping was dumbfounded. I came here today to find Song Ping’s troubles. I hope Song Yun will appraise the antiques he brought. How suddenly the situation has changed drastically. The person who appraises the antiques has become himself, and the most important thing You have to appraise antiques in front of everyone. If your appraisal conclusions have any mistakes and are caught by loopholes, you will definitely be ashamed. Everything that happens here will spread throughout the entire antique collection circle, not just for yourself. It will have a great impact and will also cause a fatal blow to the upcoming antique shop.

Zhang Ping now regrets more and more in his heart at this time, but just like regretting once before, he has no other choice. He has to find a way to get through the situation.

Zhang Ping turned his head and glanced at Song Yun, and found that the smile on Song Yun's face had not diminished at all. It seemed to be brighter than before. He finally realized that this person about his age was a real old fox. He identified antiques. I don’t know what to do, but this kind of social experience is definitely much richer than myself.

"I brought this antique here today because I wanted to ask Mr. Song Yunsong for advice. Of course, I have to tell the conclusion of my appraisal, but before that, I want to hear what Mr. Song himself thinks of this piece. antique."

Zhang Ping gritted his teeth, the situation in front of him was very bad for him, no matter what, he couldn't tell his conclusion first.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

"This is really ridiculous. What I said just now is very nice. I brought antiques to communicate with Teacher Song Yunsong. Now I am unwilling to say my appraisal conclusions or my opinions on appraisal. Come to find the fault, want to come to kick the gym, does he think that everyone else is blind and can't see the plan in his heart?"

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"This person named Zhang Ping brought antiques to Song Yun's treasure pavilion to send to the teacher, he must be uneasy and kind!"

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"What is going on in this society now?"

"Isn't it possible to do business well, you have to find others to blame, you have to step on others to climb up?!"

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Zhang Ping’s face was blue, and the people watching the excitement around him spoke very loudly. They didn’t give any face. The most troublesome thing is now known to everyone. Today I came here just to find faults. My antique shop hasn’t opened yet. Has left a bad impression on everyone.

"Mr. Zhang Ping Zhang, these people around really want to hear your appraisal opinion. That is because they think your appraisal conclusion is the most professional. Anyone who understands the situation knows that I am not from an antiques background. Before entering the antique collection circle, I moved bricks to work on the construction site, but luck was better. I stumbled into this antique collection circle and made some of my own fame. Your situation is different from mine. Grandpa Zhang Wenhua is our antique collection. Old masters in the circle, your appraisal conclusion is a textbook standard for those around you who are very interested in antique collection. In fact, I would also like to hear your appraisal conclusion on this antique. This is definitely a rare opportunity to learn."

Song Yun kept sneering in his heart. He didn't let Zhang Ping go. If he wanted to find his own fault, he had to bear the nasty consequences in front of him, and put Zhang Ping in the corner, one sentence after another Force, very polite and modest when speaking, but want to deal with very difficult.

Zhang Ping tried to control his emotions, glanced at the antique placed on the table, and gritted his teeth.

"This antique appears to me to be real, and there is no problem. This is my appraisal conclusion. I don't know Mr. Song Yunsong. Can you tell everyone your appraisal results now?!"

After Zhang Ping said this sentence, he gritted his teeth and looked at Song Yun.

"Hey!"

"It's over, it's over, not only one is over, but many are over!"

Zhu Deyuan's head was shaking like a rattle. Zhang Ping stared at Song Yun at this time. Typically, if his eyes could kill people, Song Yun would have died a thousand or hundreds of times. The key to the problem It was because no matter how angry his eyes were, it was impossible to kill a person. Song Yun was still alive at this time.

"Who said no? At that time, the only way to deal with it was to grit his teeth no matter what, let Song Yun tell the conclusion of the appraisal first, and speak first, whether it is the antique is real or the antique is fake It's useless."

"It's wrong anyway."

Xu Desheng put down the tea cup he was holding in his hand. Zhang Ping was really fainted. Song Yun and the people around him put him under tremendous pressure. He had no choice and had a feverish head. He could only say something like this, but it would be absolutely stupid. Can't be stupid anymore.

"As I said just now, if Zhang Ping is capable of such a situation and can handle such a situation, it would be impossible to come to Treasure Pavilion to find Song Yun's troubles. People who don't know how to do it can do this. Things, people who want to see this kind of thing, properly deal with this situation, unless the sun comes out from the west."

Tang Miaomiao looked at Song Yun and Zhang Ping standing at the entrance of the antique shop, with a calm expression. She actually knew that from Song Yun to the entrance of the antique shop, she greeted the people here in Antique Street to come and watch the excitement. The whole thing has ended. It is destined that Zhang Ping's face can only be rubbed and rubbed severely on the ground today. This is the only ending, and there can be no other accidents.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"This kid named Zhang Ping finally couldn't stand it, and was forced to express his opinion!"

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"Is this Zhang Ping really Zhang Wenhua's grandson? Zhang Wenhua is a well-known figure in the antique collection circle. It can be said that a few decades ago is absolutely brilliant. How can his grandson be so useless? ?"

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"The young people nowadays are really bad, they don't have any social experience, so they dare to come to Song Yun's troubles with just such a little ability. I really don't know the sky and the earth.

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"The melon eaten by us people who eat melons is too big today, it's hard to hold on!"

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"Hey!"

"From what we are in front of, we can see that competition in any industry is very fierce. This kind of thing is not surprising at all, but before making trouble for others, shouldn't we first weigh ourselves whether we are like this? Are you capable?"

"Kicking the iron plate, the consequences are very serious!"

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Situ Kongming was squeezed among the crowd watching, everything in front of him was clearly visible.