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Chapter 438 You have to make it clear

"If you don't believe me, I can't help it. Xia Tian, ​​don't take over this store." Chen Yu shook his head: "Let's go."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Xia Tian nodded, he stood up and said: "Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry, I believe my brother, I won't accept the store anymore."

"It's okay if you don't accept the store, but you have to speak clearly today." Mr. Zhao sneered: "This friend of yours has ruined my reputation. How should I settle the account?"

"What, I apologize to you?" Chen Yu glanced at Zhao San.

"Haha, you should apologize. If you don't apologize today, you won't be able to walk out of my Gu Yuezhai. Come." Mr. Zhao gave an order, and more than a dozen waiters rushed out from inside.

"Why, Mr. Zhao wants to take action?" Huang Yiqiang was angry.

"Haha, this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Huang. What I want is an apology from this guy, and then a compensation of 10 million, which will be used as compensation for the loss of my reputation." Zhao San snorted coldly: "Ten million is not expensive to ruin my reputation, right?

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"Yes, for Gu Yuezhai's reputation, ten million is a small sum. After all, if you slander the third master, it will affect a lot of the third master's business." Master Huang nodded.

"Huang Lianzhou, you and Mr. Zhao San are singing together. You have prepared a condom for me a long time ago for me to get into." Xia Tian stared at Huang Lianzhou coldly. Just now, he didn't believe that Huang Lianzhou would join forces with Zhao San

Let's cheat him together.

But now he believed it. After all, this guy showed that he was leaning towards Zhao San.

"Xia Tian, ​​don't change the subject. Who do you think you are? Are you still the heir of the Xia family? You and the Xia family have severed ties." Master Huang sneered.

"Even if I sever ties with the Xia family, I still can't afford to offend someone like you." Xia Tian was angry.

"Ten million compensation plus an apology, right?" Chen Yu stared at Mr. Zhao: "I'll give you another chance to confirm. Do you really want to play like this?"

"Yes, if you don't do what I want today, you will never walk out of this door." Zhao San sneered.

"Well, I can say it again today with certainty that the 1.5 billion worth of treasure in your store, plus the large and small antiques and jades, there are almost no genuine items." Chen Yu said coldly.

"Produce evidence." Zhao San said disdainfully: "If you can't provide evidence, you are slandering me."

"Me slandering you? You really won't die until you reach the Yellow River. I will present evidence now to make you die faster." Chen Yu smiled.

"I can prove whether these things are true." At this moment, a voice came from the crowd.

Chen Yu turned around and saw an old man walking over.

This old man was none other than Zhang Desheng, who was seeing a doctor at his place at noon. Now his face was glowing red, and the previous tiredness on his face had been wiped away. It seemed that the talisman given by Chen Yu had worked.

"It's you, Mr. Zhang." Chen Yu said with a smile.

"Haha, Xiao Chen, the talisman you gave me really worked. I went back and slept for four hours at noon today. I haven't felt this happy for a long time. Now I feel relaxed, my head is no longer dizzy, and my waist is fine.

No more pain."

Zhang Desheng laughed loudly and extended his thumb to Chen Yu: "You are really awesome."

"Haha, as long as it works." Chen Yu smiled slightly.

"Old man, where did you come from?" Master Huang glanced at Zhang Desheng: "Do you know anything about antiques?"

"Do you recognize this certificate?" Zhang Desheng took out a green leather certificate and placed it on the table.

"This is the certificate of a special appraiser of the Antiques Association. Only senior appraisers are qualified to issue it." Someone in the crowd recognized the certificate at a glance.

"Awesome, this old man looks familiar."

"Isn't he Zhang Desheng, the president of the Provincial Antiques Association? Isn't he the man who led the team to excavate a huge ruins?" The crowd exploded with a roar.

"It's him, it's really him."

"I heard that there is an ancient tomb in the north of Fengling that has a provenance, so he came down to investigate."

"Zhang, Mr. Zhang." Huang Lianzhou's expression changed drastically. He naturally recognized this certificate, but he did not have the courage to open it.

After all, this old man's identity is not simple. Even if he opened it and looked at it, he would be humiliating himself.

Zhao San's expression also changed. He couldn't afford to offend such a powerful figure in the antique world.

"Xiao Chen, do you think these things are fake?" Zhang Desheng asked after understanding the situation.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, it's not that I think it's fake, but it's 100% fake." Chen Yu said.

"Well, let me take a look." Zhang Desheng stepped forward and said: "This Yuan blue and white plum vase with intertwined branches and peony patterns is a large vessel from the Yuan Dynasty. It has a dignified shape and gives people a rich and simple feeling. There are also brown on the vase.

The spots are the accumulation of time."

"And judging from the height, pattern, weight and age, this thing is 100% authentic." Zhang Desheng said.

"Haha, Mr. Zhang is right. This thing is genuine. How can there be imitations of the things in our Gu Yuezhai?" Mr. Zhao was very proud, with a look of confidence on his face.

"But in fact, this thing is indeed fake." Zhang Desheng's words surprised everyone again.

"Mr. Zhang, you said this thing of mine is fake, do you have any evidence?" Zhao San's expression changed instantly.

"Haha, although this thing is extremely realistic, there are still problems if you look closely." Zhang Desheng smiled: "Although this imitation has a similar weight, it feels heavy in your hand, and the porcelain is stiff.

The underglaze blue spots and ice hangings are more prominent and appear like dots and flakes."

"This is the difference in texture between modern craftsmanship and ancient craftsmanship. No matter how authentic the imitation is or how ancient it is, there is still a difference." Zhang Desheng took out a pen, similar to a laser pen.

He took out the laser pointer and said: "The rays of this laser pointer are particle rays, a high-tech product. If it is genuine, the light shining on the antiques will be red."

"If it's a fake, the texture of the paint will change due to the thickness of the paint, so the light shining on it will be green light."

"Everyone, please take a look." The laser pointer in Zhang Desheng's hand shone on the antiques, and the light emitted was green.

There was an explosion in the crowd, and everyone looked at the green light emanating from the blue and white porcelain in disbelief.

"It's actually green light, it's actually green light."

"Is this fake? This is Gu Yuezhai's stuff. The treasure of the store is actually fake."

"Hmph, businessmen are chasing profits, Zhao San is in trouble this time."

A group of people in the room were talking a lot. Seeing how lively Gu Yuezhai was, more people rushed in to learn about the situation.

Zhao San's face turned pale, and he shouted: "There is something wrong with your instrument. With my thirty-year reputation as Gu Yuezhai, how can I possibly sell fakes?"

"Not only is this a fake, but these are also fake, especially this chime. My friend came to me for appraisal three years ago. His chime was bought from Gu Yuezhai."

Zhang Desheng used the laser pointer in his hand to identify the remaining items, and then another news broke.

"Mr. Zhang, what do you mean?" Someone asked in confusion: "Is the thing your friend bought real?"

"It's true. My friend is from overseas. He went abroad after buying the chime bell, so the real chime bell was sold three years ago. He made a fake one and put it here as a town hall.

The treasure of the store.”

"It's so abominable. A place as big as Gu Yuezhai sells fake goods?"

"He also made a promise that if there are fakes in Gu Yuezhai, he will pay three for one fake."

"Haha, let's see what he does this time. Those who have bought things before will definitely come back for appraisal."

"I just checked Zhao San's background." Chen Yu smiled slightly and said, "He has another identity. Do you want to know?"

"What other identity does he have?" someone asked.

"Zhao Qingshan, is that your original name?" Chen Yu stared at Zhao San.

"You, how do you know?" Zhao San looked horrified, and he looked at Chen Yu in disbelief.

"A few decades ago, you were the boss of the imitation kiln shop, right?" Chen Yu said with a smile: "Everyone who often plays antiques knows that the famous imitation kiln shop is proficient in making fakes."

"The things they made were enough to look real, but they were later destroyed by the police. Zhao Qingshan, the owner of the imitation kiln, took advantage of the imperfect information at that time and became the boss of Gu Yuezhai."

"Zhao Qingshan, so you are Zhao Qingshan?" Zhang Desheng was also surprised: "The number one counterfeiter back then, he could even copy the treasures of the National Museum one-to-one."

"No, no." Zhao San's face was extremely pale.


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