I saw the hidden message at the beginning, I sent the school beauty to jail

With this information, Lin Feng was more certain of his plan.

Support this kid and be the master behind the scenes.

He added Zhang Song's contact information and stood up to leave.

"Brother Lin, what are you going to do?"

"Go to your father's store and wait for news. I have only one request. If you want me to help you, you must trust me unconditionally."

"That's a must."

Zhang Song patted his chest and looked serious.

"Okay, I'll send you a message later."

Watching Lin Feng leave, Zhang Song felt strange.

He was actually a little excited to do his own business.

Thinking of overthrowing Songtao Pavilion and his father's expression and face at that time, he felt refreshed.

His own time is coming.

On the other side, Lin Feng strolled to Songtao Pavilion, and sure enough, there was no customer in the store.

There was only one woman, sitting in front of the Gongfu tea table and browsing her phone.

Hearing someone coming into the store, she looked up and continued to play with her phone as if nothing had happened.

[An antique shop waiter, she was arranged by the boss to watch the store on the first floor. Although she has no skills, she can tell the quality of customers with her eyes]

Lin Feng was dressed very ordinary and young, just like an ordinary college student.

This kind of person has no money to spend.

"Sir, the things here are quite expensive. Don't touch them. If you are interested in antiques, you can go to the market outside."

"I'll just take a look."

The female clerk glanced at him and continued to swipe her phone.

At this time, Lin Feng was fully fired up, and his consciousness instantly enveloped the entire store.

[The objects displayed on the first floor of this antique shop are just fooling people. The counterfeit rate is over 60%, and the real price is inflated: 70%]

It's really shady.

No wonder they say that antique shops don't open for three years, but they can make a living for three years after opening.

I thought it was an exaggerated phrase, but now it seems to be even worse.

[Republic of China imitation Ming Xuande furnace, price: 300,000, real value: 50,000]

[Qing Dynasty purple robe jade belt carved "Fu Zai Xian" inkstone, price: 1.5 million, real value: 500,000]

[Nine-fold emperor Song Tongbao fake, price: 880,000, real value: 500]

[Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain bowl pretending to be Yuan blue and white, price: 220,000, real value: 500,000]

[Imitation Qing Dynasty jade horse, price: 200,000, real value: 5000]

. . . . .

Ten minutes later, the female clerk put down her phone and looked unhappy.

The main feature of the store here is a high-end style, and generally no one comes to visit. How can this poor student be so blind?

If I don't leave for a long time, I may be punished by the boss.

[A female clerk who was about to go berserk, she was ready to force the poor student out of the antique shop]

Lin Feng suddenly smiled and said, "Beauty, sorry to bother you, I'm leaving."

The female clerk was about to vent her anger when she suddenly lost it.

Watching Lin Feng leave, she cursed, "You're really sick. How can there still be such a fool these days?"

You can be poor, but you can't be stupid.

Is this a place that a poor student can come to?

Five minutes later, the female clerk calmed down and was about to continue browsing her phone when the door of the store was pushed open again.

She had just gotten angry and someone came to offend her. This time, she was definitely not going to give him a good face.

She was about to get angry, but the moment she raised her head, her face changed.

"Young... Young Master?"

"What's wrong with you? It's okay to play with your phone during work, but what's your expression? Is this how you treat customers who come to your store?"

"No, no, no, I..."

"No need to explain, it's my dad's words again, our store is not open to everyone, right?"

"That's what the boss said, in order to maintain the specifications, the overall cleanliness of the store should be maintained to give people a high-end feeling."

'Bullshit, a room full of fakes, and fake prices, and still high-end? Who gave him the courage? '"

Zhang Song was very nervous, but also very excited.

If the list that Lin Feng gave him was correct, then his father's expression would definitely be very interesting.

This is so exciting.

"Young Master, don't say that nonsense."

"Nonsense? I usually don't want to care, do you really think I don't know anything?"

"Is this Ming Xuande furnace really from the Ming Dynasty? I think it's from the Republic of China, a 50,000 yuan item, selling for 300,000? ”

“A fake Nine-fold Emperor Song Tongbao, costing 500 yuan, sold for 880,000 yuan, how brave he is.”

“The inkstone carved with purple robe and jade belt from the Qing Dynasty is real, but it’s a 500,000 yuan item, but he sold it for 1.5 million yuan. My dad thinks everyone else is a fool.”

Zhang Song calmly told the information he had.

The female clerk was confused. What was going on? Why would the young master expose his family’sThe short in the store?

She didn't know much about the products, and it didn't matter to her whether they were real or fake.

However, if she continued, if a customer came into the store and saw them, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Master, please stop talking, the boss is upstairs."

"That's great, you always say I'm not doing my job, today I'll clean up the store."

It's over, if this goes on, something bad will happen.

The female clerk decisively locked the door and pulled up the shutter.

This situation was not something she could handle.

"Master, please wait a moment, I'll call the boss down."

"Okay, I'll wait for him."

Everyone in the store knew that the father and son didn't get along, but they didn't expect it to get to this point.

Sometimes I really don't know what these rich second-generations think.

My own business, when my father dies, I will definitely inherit it. What's the point of ruining it?

Zhang Song saw the female clerk go upstairs, and he felt relieved.

He was nervous just now, after all, it was the first time he was so strong.

"Don't panic, stay calm, yes, believe what Brother Lin said."

He remembered Lin Feng's warning that he must trust him unconditionally, otherwise the plan could not proceed.

At this time, footsteps were heard on the stairs on the second floor, and Zhang Feng's scolding was heard.

"This kid is lawless and came to his own store to mess things up. He is a rebellious son. I must beat him to death today."

Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Song's forehead, and he was panicking.

But this time he didn't plan to retreat, and he had to hold on even if he had to.

"Zhang Song, you are so rebellious. You are fighting against counterfeiting with your ability? Are you taking the wrong medicine?"

Seeing his father's aggressive look, he made up his mind and retorted: "I am thinking about the future of our store. Besides, if I can find the trick, how can others not find it?"

"Dad, don't blame me for not reminding you. It's a small matter for me to tell you. If it's a different customer or a competitor, Songtao Pavilion may not be able to keep it."

"What do you mean? Can you really identify antiques?"

"Forget it, I won't pretend. In fact, I have been secretly studying antiques and practicing identification techniques. I didn't want to tell you, but I couldn't stand it anymore."

"Dad, don't blame me. Today I am here to teach you a good lesson."