You, a junk collector, actually rejected the school beauty? !

The two of them were very busy, and the two of them were busy.

"Forget it, he's just an office worker, let's go in."

Su An was not interested in messing with the lower-level staff, this was their job.

"Thank you, thank you, Boss Su."

The security guard kept saying thank you.

Su An and Zhao Jianbo walked into the Night Banquet, ignoring Yang Shuyu and the others the whole time.

Yang Shuyu's live broadcast room exploded.

[Fuck, can a scrap collector eat at the Night Banquet? ]

[Look upstairs, the scrap collector got into the Night Banquet because of Boss Zhao. How could a scrap collector like him have the ability to enter a high-end place like the Night Banquet that serves rich people! ]

[Ahhh, I'm so angry! My brother Shuyu is the young master of Liuqing Academy, this scrap collector is not as good as one finger of my brother! ]

[Wait! Isn't this the anchor of Su An's scrap live broadcast room? ]

[He is also an anchor? Really? How dare he ignore my brother Shuyu? I'm going to scold him to death in his live broadcast room! ]

[Fuck, a scrap collector dares to treat the young master like this, plus an old slave! ]

Because Yang Shuyu is positioned as the young master of Liuqing Academy, plus he always drives a sports car to show off his wealth, and he looks a little handsome, so he has more than 10,000 viewers, including many female diehard fans.

When they found out that Su An was just a scrap collector, but ignored Yang Shuyu the whole time, they couldn't sit still.

They swiped the barrage crazily.

But at this time, Yang Shuyu and others were ignored by Su An, and they were unwilling to look at their phones at all.

Especially Yang Shuyu, he rushed directly to the door of the night banquet, wanting to find Zhao Jianbo to ask for clarification!

When several people rushed into the hall, they saw Su An and Zhao Jianbo went up to the second floor.

Just as he was about to follow, he was stopped by the waiter at the stairs.

"Sir, please show your VIP card."

"What VIP card?"

Yang Shuyu was confused.

The waiter explained: "The second floor is an exclusive VIP room. Only VIP customers with VIP cards can enter!"

"Do the two people who just entered have VIP cards?"

"No, only Mr. Zhao has one. The other is Mr. Zhao's friend and does not need a VIP card!"

"What broken card, give me one!"

Yang Shuyu was eager to regain his face. So many people saw him in the live broadcast room just now. If he didn't do something, the persona he built up would collapse!

The waiter immediately smiled enthusiastically and said, "Okay, to apply for a VIP card, you need to deposit 100,000 yuan in advance. The minimum consumption for the private room on the second floor is 20,000 yuan. Please follow me to the counter and I will help you apply!"

"100,000 yuan?! So expensive!"

Someone whispered.

"Why is it expensive? Brother Yang is rich, and he doesn't need that 100,000 yuan!"

The man wearing a vest and showing his tendon muscles came to Yang Shuyu and said, "Brother Chen, Su An is too arrogant. He actually ignored us directly. We must teach him a lesson! We are a group of people. We don't believe that he is our opponent. Go up and beat him!"

As he said, he made a bodybuilder's action, his biceps bulged, looking quite powerful.

Yang Shuyu fell silent.

His father is the boss of the Appraisal Pavilion, and the family did have a lot of money before.

But he made a wrong investment some time ago and lost all his family assets. Let alone 100,000 yuan, it's hard for him to take out 20,000 yuan now!

I came here just to hang out on the first floor and show off my personality!

"Forget it, we are all classmates, don't make it too ugly."

Thoughts surged in his mind, and a proud and contemptuous look appeared on his face: "He is just a scrap collector. If it weren't for Boss Zhao's help, he would not be qualified to come here. We are competing with him, which is completely self-depreciation. There is no need."

After saying that, he took the lead to walk towards the door.

"It's boring, let's go back. Even a scrap collector can come to this night banquet, it's nothing more than that!"

After leaving, he didn't forget to pretend to be cool.

The remaining few people looked at each other. Although they didn't understand what Yang Shuyu meant, they didn't have money. When they saw the other party leave, they immediately followed him and left in shame.

[Brother Shuyu is generous and has a pattern! ]

[Rich young masters are different, well-educated and have a pattern, unlike that scrap collector, who is poor and arrogant, and can only collect scraps for a lifetime and be a poor ghost for a lifetime! ]

[Poor ghost? You actually used a poor ghost to describe Brother Su! It's so funny. Have you ever watched my Su Ge's live broadcast room? If you take a look, you will know how high my Su Ge's net worth is! He is not even poor! 】

【It's so funny. He said he is the young master of Liuqing Academy. He is reluctant to spend 100,000 yuan to get a card. My Su Ge has spent 100,000 yuan today alone.

He made hundreds of thousands, and this 100,000 is nothing to him! 】

More and more people poured into Su An's live broadcast room, and the number of people in Su An's live broadcast room rose directly from thousands to 10,000!

Then, a large number of fans returned to Yang Shuyu's live broadcast room and started to swipe the screen.

[Fuck, he makes hundreds of thousands a day by collecting scraps, is he really awesome? Open the door to awesomeness - awesome! ]

[This is not collecting scraps, it's obviously a professional bargain hunting! ]

Yang Shuyu was afraid of losing popularity, and was just about to see the reaction of fans, and just happened to see the screen swiping barrage.

Earn hundreds of thousands a day?

How is this possible!

Yang Shuyu didn't believe it in his heart, but he honestly opened his mobile phone, found Su An's live broadcast room, and watched the replay.

Soon.

"How is this possible? How can a scrap collector like him know antiques! This is impossible! This is impossible! There must be something fishy here, it must be fake, this must be a script made up by Su An, it must be like this!!!"

Broken defense!

His defense was broken! !

Yang Shuyu looked up suddenly, and through the floor-to-ceiling glass window on the second floor, under the bright light, he just saw Zhao Jianbo being attentive to Su An.

That attitude was not fake, and Zhao Jianbo, such a big boss, could not pretend.

His defense was completely broken! ! !

...

In the box.

Zhao Jianbo asked curiously: "Boss Su, do you know Yang Shuyu?"

"We are classmates."

Su An did not hide it and said directly.

He then changed the subject and said: "Boss Zhao seems to know him too?"

Zhao Jianbo's face darkened and said: "Boss Su, do you remember that you reminded me in the afternoon to let me study the surface of that Changchun Fugui painting by Zou Yigui?"

Su An nodded: "I remember."

He was a little confused and didn't understand why Zhao Jianbo suddenly mentioned this.

Then he asked, "What problems did you find on the surface of the painting?"

"Zhang Bo and I studied it for a long time and found that the surface of the painting was very rough, with some burrs left by tearing marks, especially on the peonies, there were a lot of burrs, not smooth at all!"

Zhao Jianbo sighed, "Based on this, Zhang Bo and I quickly analyzed that the painting was the second layer of an ancient painting. The painting was actually made by someone who used ink-stained paper to copy it. Didn't I say before that the painting was sold to me by an acquaintance? That acquaintance was Yang Shuyu's father, Yang Zhongtian! Yang Zhongtian and I have known each other for several years, and I know that all the works in his store are genuine. I didn't look at them carefully after receiving them. If you hadn't reminded me, I'm afraid this painting would have to be hung in my store for a long time. If it was sold accidentally, the reputation of my store would be ruined!"

Yang Shuyu's father turned out to be an acquaintance who sold fakes to Zhao Jianbo!

Su An was a little surprised, but not interested.

The previous grudges ended with him being the only one in the group, and he didn't want to waste time on insignificant people.

"How much did Boss Zhao lose?"

On the contrary, Su An was a little curious about how much the fake painting sold for.