God Level Golden Eye

Rowan looked at the car that was being pushed, his face was very, very ugly. Although the table was covered by a piece of cloth, he already knew that it must be the big moon bottle inside.

Really!

Actually found the big moon bottle!

Zhao Weijun held a press conference, and the root cause was here. Otherwise, how could he have such confidence?

Rowan knew that he had failed at this moment!

Want to use the big moon bottle to drive Zhao Weijun off his dream shattered!

Luo Shuai was stunned. Although he had already guessed the situation before him, he couldn't believe it when he saw it.

"You sold the Big Moon Bottle to Zhao Weijun?"

Luo Shuai took a look and found that Song Yun was not far away, and walked over quickly.

"Sell to Zhao Weijun?"

"This is something that doesn't exist at all!"

Song Yun shook his head.

"what?"

"Not for sale?"

"You don't mean to say, this time you donated the big moon bottle to the museum again, right?"

Luo Shuai was a little dumbfounded. The Big Moon Bottle was a treasure worth more than 100 million yuan. How could anyone in the world do such a thing?

If this is the case, it is possible to analyze why Zhao Weijun was able to take back the Qing Dynasty Qianlong blue and white autumn harvest Shuangfu Ruyi large moon vase. You know, it is impossible for Zhao Weijun to buy so much money.

"Donated to the museum?"

"I'm not a fool, why should I do such a thing?"

Song Yun's eyes widened, his face was full of incredible expressions, as if Luo Shuai was telling a story from a fairy tale.

what?

Isn't it sold or donated?

How did Zhao Weijun get the Qing Dynasty Qianlong Blue and White Autumn Harvest Picture Shuangfu Ruyi Big Moon Vase?

Luo Shuai patted his head and couldn't understand why.

"The Qing Dynasty Qianlong Blue and White Autumn Harvest Shuangfu Ruyi Big Moon Vase has always been inside the museum, and has never appeared outside."

"This matter has nothing to do with me. Boss Luo Shuai Luo can't talk nonsense, otherwise, be careful to be slandered by me!"

Song Yun looked at Luo Shuai half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Luo Shuai looked at Song Yun calmly, his mind was confused, and he was completely confused.

Song Yun smiled and didn't speak any more. Luo Shuai would definitely be able to figure out what was going on in a while. Of course, the result was probably vomiting blood with anger.

Zhao Weijun held Rowan's hand tightly without any intention of letting go. Seeing that the car had been pushed over, he simply pulled Rowan to the front of the car.

"Everyone!"

"This is the legendary treasure of the town hall, the Qing Dynasty Qianlong blue and white autumn harvest, double blessing and wishful hug the moon bottle!"

"An antique worth more than one billion!"

"Let me let you see it, but the first thing you must remind you is that everyone should take three steps back to make room. You can only look at it from a distance and don't play with it!"

"Otherwise, whoever breaks this thing may be unclear in this life!"

Zhao Weijun said as he waved his hand to retreat the crowd around him, and at the same time, the seven or eight security guards who had been prepared for a long time immediately surrounded the table. Such a valuable thing must be very careful. The people watching now But many, if any problems really arise, no one can bear the responsibility.

When Zhao Weijun saw that everything was ready, he turned his head to look at Rowan.

"Deputy Curator Luo, next I will ask you to uncover this piece of cloth so that everyone around you can take a good look at it. What do you think of an antique worth more than 100 million yuan?"

As Zhao Weijun spoke, he used his other finger to touch the antique cloth covered on the car.

"No need for this!"

"According to the rules of our antique shop, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible to do. In case I lift up this piece of cloth, there is a pair of broken tiles underneath. I can't bear this responsibility!

Rowen shook his head. He would never do this kind of thing. In case it was a pit that Zhao Weijun dug, it would be a big trouble.

Zhao Weijun laughed. There are indeed similar traps in the antique shop, but now in full view, countless reporters are on the scene. Eight or nine out of ten people taking pictures with cameras or mobile phones. In addition, there is monitoring around, even if the cloth is really a bunch of rotten tiles after the cloth is opened, it is impossible to really trouble Rowan, this is the extreme caution, but it becomes very strange.

"Since Deputy Curator Luo is so worried, I will do this!"

Zhao Weijun did not force it.

Rowan’s face was hot, and that was an instinctive reaction just now. Now that he came back to his senses, people around him looked weird. He immediately understood that there was a big problem with what he just said. The simplest and most direct one is, As the deputy curator of the museum, I was worried that the curator of the museum would frame me. This kind of thing will surely become a joke after it spreads.

Zhao Weijun ignored Rowan and stretched out his hand to tear off the covered cloth, revealing a month bottle.

"Really!"

"It's really that moon bottle!"

Rowan’s eyes widened suddenly, and the moon bottle placed on the table was the one he had tried to get it out. It fell short, and felt that his heart was stabbed repeatedly by others. The pain was so severe that it couldn’t get out. In the event of an accident, this big moon bottle is now in his hand, or it was replaced with money, but it is now in the museum.

pain!

My heart really hurts!

Zhao Weijun looked pale when he saw Rowan standing next to him, and felt very happy. It was a slap in the face and a heartbreak.

"So this is the legendary antique worth one hundred million?!"

...

"I have heard that an antique is worth tens of millions and hundreds of millions, and I have never seen it before. Today I finally see it alive!

...

"Pretty is so beautiful!"

"An antique worth more than one billion is really extraordinary!"

...

"It turns out that a billion-dollar antique looks like this!"

...

The onlookers talked a lot. The reporters who came here today or the people who came to visit here have heard of those priceless antiques. They are tens of millions or hundreds of millions, but people who can really get in touch with each other. It was still very few, and one suddenly appeared in front of him, with great enthusiasm that aroused discussion, pointing, his face was full of excitement.

Rowen's face was as gray as death, and this situation was definitely not what he wanted to see.

"Curator Zhao, we have a question. If this big moon bottle is always in the museum, what happened to the one that appeared in the previous antique carnival auction?"

Among the crowd of onlookers, suddenly someone shouted.