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Huang Mao snorted scornfully, left them and went straight to the counter.

In the counter stood a young man in his thirties. He was wearing a retro evergreen coat. It seemed that in order to set off the retro of the antique shop, he wore something more ancient.

The young man, with red lips and white teeth, is pretty and handsome. He is leaning against the counter with a folded fan in his hand, which has written poems. He is shaking his head and reading poems with his eyes closed.

He was a kind of elegant man in ancient times.

Huang Mao came forward and said with a smile: "master Mo, how can you be alone in the shop? The appraiser and a couple of guys, have they all gone to dinner? "

Mo Qing lifted his eyelids lazily and glanced at his yellow hair.

Then, he said in a cold voice: "yo Huang Mao, are you here again? In the afternoon, I brought a broken copper stove to me for identification, which wasted a lot of my time. It turned out to be a fake Why, where did you pick up the fake and let me identify it? I can tell you that if you didn't come here with some good things before, I'll let you go this time. "

"Don't, don't, master Mo, I've been cheated too. Don't be angry any more..." Huang Mao changed his arrogant and domineering appearance before, and immediately nodded to please and laughed.

LAN Xiao turns his eyes secretly. The yellow hair is purely the attribute of a pug. When he meets strangers and acquaintances, he immediately reveals the nature of a dog.

This yellow hair is a counsellor.

Bullying the soft and fearing the hard is just such a person.

If Wen Mu Chu had not taken care of the three of them alone, it would have been impossible to bring them to the antique shop.

Mo Qing this just dropped the vision on the basket Xiao several people, his Mou bottom peep out a trace not to be pleased, see to the yellow hair scold a way.

"What are you going to do this time? You took a fake and made me lose face. This time you brought three dolls. What the hell are you doing?"

Huang Mao quickly grinned, approached Mo Qing, and whispered, "master Mo, don't be angry. They don't believe that the copper stove is a fake, so they come here with me to insult themselves. I have no way. In order to get the compensation, I can only ask Master Mo to help me again. "

Mo Qing was obviously impatient. He frowned and said in a cold voice, "what do you mean?"

"Master Mo, I bought someone else's copper stove. You told me it was fake. I went out of the shop and went to this family. I asked them for a loss of 100000 yuan. " Huang Mao stretched out his hand and held out ten fingers in front of him: "100000 yuan, 100000 yuan. They have promised to compensate me. But they didn't give up. They had to see it with their own eyes and listen to the expert. They were willing to give me money only after they identified it as a fake. You just help me. Let them give up. When I take the money, I I'll give you 20000. "

Mo qingmou bottom, suddenly flash a greedy dark awn.

"Thirty thousand Give me 30000, and I'll help you. "

Huang Mao was very distressed, but he had to agree. He gritted his teeth and immediately responded.

Mo Qing is happy to smile, 30000, higher than his monthly salary.

In fact, Mo Qing is not the official appraiser of this shop. He is just an apprentice who helps with the appraiser.

A month's salary is really not high. 30000 yuan is just like a huge sum of money for him.