Through the Pearl of Sui Hou, Chen Wenzhe looked at some pictures carefully, and after looking at them for a while, he recognized what they were.
That kind of animal is called a mermaid in China, and this is actually a belt made of mermaid skin.
It was produced by LV in the late 1990s, and it sold for thirty-five thousand francs that year.
The franc at that time seemed to be worth about the same as the renminbi. In other words, this thing only cost 30,000 to 40,000 yuan in the 1990s.
"Little brother, can you do it? If you can't do it, surrender. At most, you will be criticized and your qualifications for promotion this year will be cancelled."
"What?" Chen Wenzhe looked at the guy in front of him in shock. What the hell is the cancellation of this year's promotion?
It is not a waste of time for him to come here. It is already rare to be able to work here for a week.
But just because of an assessment, this year's promotion opportunity is canceled. How much time will this delay him? At least half a year, can this be tolerated?
"If I read it correctly, this belt was produced after 1997, and it should be made of Confucian leather, which is commonly known as mermaid leather in our country. The price at that time was 35,000 francs a piece.
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"Huh?" Looking at Chen Wenzhe who was talking eloquently, the young man's proud expression froze on his face.
"What skin?" The people around them, who were listening carefully, didn't hear clearly.
"The Confucian warriors, mermaids, mermaids, and sea monsters are an LV belt made from their skins. It seems that this Confucian warrior belt has not been used. How to determine its price depends on the ability of the price evaluation department.
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"Brother Chen, are you sure? Aren't those Western gentlemen the most particular about animal protection?" Ye Chengfeng felt a little ruined.
"Haha, why do you need to protect? It's because too many people have been killed and the number has become smaller."
Chen Wenzhe put down his belt. He really didn't expect that the gentlemen in Paris, France during that period were actually fond of this thing.
"Really?" Chen Wenzhe raised his eyebrows and continued to ask.
"Sure, ask the price evaluation department!" the young man said calmly.
Chen Wenzhe knew that even the price evaluation department was included in the assessment, but he didn't know who was going to be unlucky. It was probably Lin Dong!
Sure enough, Chen Wenzhe had just entered the information into the company system, and Lin Dong's assessment came over there.
"The maximum is 30,000. I heard that these things are no longer allowed to be sold overseas, so I made a batch of them and brought them into China. I'm afraid it will be difficult to sell them at a high price."
"Assuming that you pass the test, can you accept the 20,000 yuan as a pawn?"
Unexpectedly, the young man actually left the things behind.
After he took the money and left, several girls from the fashion department actually ran over.
"Is this made of mermaid skin?"
"Is there really a mermaid in this world?"
"Westerners call her the Siren!"
"Such a rare thing was brought back from abroad, and it doesn't cost more than 30,000 yuan!"
"Yes, now shark skin and ostrich skin items can be sold for 30,000 yuan!"
"It's a pity that I haven't been lucky recently. I haven't made a few big business deals and I don't have the money to buy them."
Chen Wenzhe ignored these women. He quietly exited the counter and gave up his seat to Ye Chengfeng and Zhao Fei.
After a whole morning of testing, Ye Chengfeng and Zhao Fei were now able to easily get rid of those customers who brought fake customers.
Now Chen Wenzhe also understands that those fake customers at first glance did not come here intentionally to deceive people, they were deceived.
It turns out that those who can bring antiques to pawn have a certain level of experience, and naturally they become leeks in the eyes of others.
If you fall in love with collecting, you will inevitably fall into a trap.
In fact, those who suffered small losses were actually from the National Treasure Gang.
If you buy a house full of national treasures, the loss will be huge.
Just when Chen Wenzhe was lamenting the various situations in the world, his cell phone rang.
After looking at it, it turned out to be Lao Mo's phone number.
"When you receive a customer, if you are not sure or the value is too high, ask someone for help. If you really can't do it, just call me."
After giving instructions to Ye Chengfeng and the other two, Chen Wenzhe walked out of the hall and came upstairs to the backyard.
When we came to the porcelain department on the second floor, there were only two people inside, one was Mo Chengfang, and the other was an elegant old man.
Wearing a Chinese tunic suit and a goatee, he looks like an antique shopkeeper.
"Xiao Chen, come in quickly, this is Mr. He Chengjun, the owner of Cigu Zhai."
"This is Chen Wenzhe. Despite his young age, he is quite well-known in the industry. To be honest, he is still a colleague of Mr. He. He is also the shopkeeper of an antique shop."
"Huh? I'm sorry, where can the shopkeeper open his shop?" He Chengjun asked with a smile.
"In the Hualou of the Old Town God's Temple!" Chen Wenzhe glanced at Mo Chengfang and seemed to be asking Professor Tao. He didn't know why Professor Tao said this.
"Xiao Chen, Mr. He came here this time and wanted to use some bridge funds. I've looked at the things and there are no big problems. Now I want you to help me take a look."
Looking at Mo Chengfang who was also smiling, Chen Wenzhe's brows wrinkled involuntarily.
Since he has seen it and there is no big problem, why do you still want him to come over and take a look?
"Little brother, you're weird, aren't you? In fact, I also know Lao Tao. He recommended you and asked you to help me check it. I'm afraid that an old man of my age will be deceived when he gets old."
Seeing the old man's dissatisfied look, Chen Wenzhe had a feeling that the old man might have fallen into a trap.
The so-called bystander knows, since Professor Tao is not optimistic and neither is Mo Chengfang, then there is really a problem.
As for what Mo Chengfang said was not a big problem, on the contrary, there was a big problem. Otherwise, why would he be asked to do it?
This was also to save face for the old man, otherwise, Mo Chengfang would not have been able to say that.
Knowing what Mo Chengfang meant, Chen Wenzhe felt relieved. Just now he thought Mo Chengfang wanted him to take the blame!
In the antique shop, anything can happen. For example, if Mo Chengfang doesn't like something, but he wants to accept it, he can find someone to endorse it.
For example, a guy like Chen Wenzhe, who has a little ability but is not very powerful.
You can let him take a look. If he catches his eye and takes the fake thing as the real thing, and puts it into the warehouse, then it will be Chen Wenzhe's responsibility, and it will have nothing to do with Mo Chengfang.
There are endless tricks in the antique shop, and it is impossible for Chen Wenzhe not to be on guard against them.
Now that he knew that he was helping He Chengjun read something, Chen Wenzhe relaxed.
However, when he reopened the box and saw what was inside, Chen Wenzhe was shocked.
Because what appeared in front of him was a Yuan blue and white plum vase with cloud and dragon patterns.
This one is the same as the one he sold to Honda. At first glance, it seems that they are the same one.
However, Chen Wenzhe only took a few glances and determined that although this imitation was very good, it was still different from his secondary distressing process.