The Best Physiognomist

In the lobby of Tongda Pawnshop!

"What the hell!"

Looking at Jiang Fengye and Su Lixue turning around and leaving the pawnshop lobby, Hu Zikun sneered with disdain and turned around to return to the office.

"Pah!"

But at this moment, on the booth on the east side of the hall, a Qing Dynasty python porcelain plate worth 68,000 yuan suddenly fell from the booth and fell on the marble floor, and was instantly broken into pieces.

With the wealth accumulated by Hu Zikun over the years, a leisure and entertainment consumption is more than 100,000 yuan, and a mere python porcelain plate worth less than 70,000 yuan is just a drop in the bucket.

But his selfish character made him flash a look of heartache in his eyes, frowned and walked to the booth, and then scolded a little girl who was responsible for arranging the exhibits on the booth.

"How do you do things? Don't you know that these exhibits are priceless treasures? Even if you are sold, it is not enough to compensate for one exhibit."

Faced with Hu Zikun's unreasonable scolding, the pretty girl quickly shook her head and explained.

"Mr. Hu, there is at least two meters between me and the booth. The broken python porcelain plate has nothing to do with me."

"If according to your explanation just now, when no one touched the booth, the python porcelain plate fell and broke. Did it choose to jump off the platform to commit suicide? Or is there a ghost in our pawnshop?" Hu Zikun, whose face suddenly darkened, asked with suppressed anger.

"This...!"

Faced with Hu Zikun's harsh questioning, the pretty girl suddenly didn't know how to answer and refute.

"Xiaohui, immediately notify Li Jinwen in the finance department and ask her to deduct two-thirds of Zhang Yunfang's salary every month until she completely pays off all the losses of the python porcelain plate."

Zhang Yunfang's speechlessness calmed Hu Zikun's anger a little, but the loss of the python porcelain plate made him feel very distressed, and he finally made a way to make up for his losses.

"In addition, notify Wang, the lawyer of Shunda Law Firm, and ask him to be ready to sue Zhang Yunfang at any time to prevent Zhang Yunfang from resigning and evading debts."

After hearing Hu Zikun's punishment method, Zhang Yunfang's face turned pale as paper and fell to the ground, and then drops of crystal clear tears began to fall from her eyes.

After all, for a rural girl who earns less than 3,000 yuan a month and needs to rent a house and live, the compensation of nearly 70,000 yuan is simply a sky-high price. This is equivalent to her working for the pawnshop for free for three years while tightening her belt.

"Pah, pah!"

Ignoring Zhang Yunfang's tears, Hu Zikun turned around and planned to return to the office. A Song Dynasty official kiln porcelain bottle and a Ming Dynasty famille rose porcelain on the exhibition stand fell off the exhibition stand like a Qing Dynasty python porcelain plate, and then were broken into countless pieces.

Although the two pieces of porcelain were just counterfeits, the exquisite patterns and the realistic imitation technology also made their market value exceed the python porcelain plate. Otherwise, Hu Zikun would not have been able to put them on the exhibition stand to attract customers.

At this time, Zhang Yunfang, who was sitting on the marble floor, was more than two meters away from the exhibition stand, completely getting rid of the suspicion of work mistakes.

At this moment, facing the two pieces of porcelain that fell off the exhibition stand inexplicably, Hu Zikun had a vague premonition that something was wrong. He felt that the three pieces of porcelain that were inexplicably broken might just be the beginning of a disaster.

At this moment, a beautiful mobile phone ringtone suddenly rang in his pants pocket.

"The sky is blue and waiting for the rain, and I am waiting for you. The smoke from the cooking rises up, thousands of miles across the river. The calligraphy on the bottom of the bottle imitates the elegance of the previous dynasty, just take it as a foreshadowing for me to meet you...!"

He took out his mobile phone and took a look. After seeing the number displayed on the screen, it was a very important sponsor. Hu Zikun took a deep breath to adjust his mood, and then answered the call with a flattering smile on his face.

But when the call was just connected, Hu Zikun had no time to speak, and an angry scolding came from the phone immediately.

"Hu Zikun, you dare to use three counterfeit fakes to deceive me, do you think I am easy to bully, and you plan to ride on my neck and piss."

"Seventh Master, even if Zikun is brave enough, he dare not deceive you!"

When he heard the angry scolding coming from the phone, Hu Zikun, whose face changed slightly, hurriedly explained in a humble voice.

"When Zikun sent the three antiques to your house, you personally approved them, and...!"

"Hu Zikun, I don't want to hear any explanation from you now."

The man called Qi Ye interrupted Hu Zikun's explanation and ordered in a gloomy tone.

"The three antiques were reserved by an old senior of the Chamber of Commerce, and half of the fees have been paid in advance."

"According to the customary rules of our Chamber of Commerce, no matter which party breaches the contract, it must pay ten times the compensation to compensate the injured party afterwards."

"According to the price you sold me the three antiques, you now need to pay 180 million yuan in compensation. At the same time, you also need to pay me 20 million yuan for worry and mental damage."

"Hu Zikun, if I don't see an extra two and eight zeros in our trading account in two hours, you know what the consequences will be."

Then, the other party did not give Hu Zikun any chance to explain or ask for help, and hung up the phone directly.

"Impossible, with my years of trained eyesight, how could I not be able to tell the difference between the genuine and fake works from the Ming and Qing dynasties!" Listening to the beeping sound from the phone, Hu Zikun muttered to himself with disbelief in his eyes.

"Master, are you okay?" Seeing Hu Zikun standing there with a dazed look, Ding Hui couldn't help but ask with concern.

Ding Hui's questioning voice made Hu Zikun wake up from his incredible confusion.

Then, he thought of the naked threat of Qi Ye and the fear of the Chamber of Commerce behind Qi Ye, and quickly found a phone number on his phone and called it.

"Minling, use the money I deposited in Caiqi Bank to transfer 200 million to Qi Ye of the Liuhe Chamber of Commerce in the provincial capital as quickly as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Hu Zikun felt his heart bleeding.

Although the business of antique calligraphy and painting belongs to the highly profitable industry, with the tradition of not opening for three years and making a living for three years after opening, but limited by the influence of the source of goods and connections, the wealth he has accumulated over the years is not as much as the outside world has rumored.

The 200 million yuan in compensation had already broken his bones.

Just as Hu Zikun was feeling sorry for the huge compensation, his cell phone rang again with a beautiful and melodious ringtone.

"The sky is blue and waiting for the rain, and I am waiting for you. The smoke from the cooking rises, thousands of miles across the river...!"