"Little girl, please contact your adults quickly to discuss compensation. He bought the blue and white porcelain vase from my stall. It is indeed 10 million. I can testify."
The owner of the stall personally stood up and spoke for the man.
As soon as he opened his mouth, people responded.
"Yes, I just saw someone buying it, and it was indeed 10 million."
"..."
Some people also expressed doubts about this: "Blue and white porcelain is not common. If you pay 10 million, you must be cheated, right?"
As soon as this person said this, an idea suddenly flashed in Manshu's mind.
She subconsciously went to see the antique stall owner.
He said with certainty that it was a blue and white porcelain vase worth ten million.
But as far as she knew, Mr. Yan also had a blue and white porcelain vase placed in his study, which was sold for 18 million.
It is said that the quality is not very good.
Moreover, 18 million was the price four or five years ago.
If this bottle is also blue and white porcelain, is it only worth 10 million?
This antique stall owner is not a philanthropist. He knows its value, but he is willing to give it a 50% discount?
Unless he knows that the blue and white porcelain vase is fake and doesn't want to offend the customer.
Then I came up with this idea.
Let someone "accidentally" break a porcelain vase, stand on the side of justice and testify for the person who bought the blue and white porcelain vase, and then let her, an innocent passerby, pay compensation.
But the boss himself made a net profit of 10 million!
Manshu's mind was spinning, and she looked at the middle-aged man buying a blue and white porcelain vase.
Wearing a white shirt, suit pants, a valuable watch on his wrist, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he has a bookish look.
As for whether he is with the boss, Manshu is not sure yet.
After all, what he said just now gave people a feeling of kindness.
If they are really a group, it’s not that the boss is afraid of offending others, but they are deliberately joining forces to extort money!
No matter what, it is impossible to lose money in this matter.
She frowned: "I agree to call the police first. As I said, someone bumped into me, so I accidentally bumped into this gentleman. And this blue and white porcelain vase..."
"Classmate Manshu." Yan Siyu somehow squeezed in from the crowd and interrupted Manshu's words.
"Why are you here?" It's not that Manshu thinks the worst about Yan Siyu, but if someone is trying to harm her, the first thing Manshu thinks of is Yan Siyu.
"My friends and I happened to come here to play." Yan Siyu didn't seem to notice Manshu's displeasure with her at all. "Did Manshu encounter difficulties?"
Yan Siyu turned her head to look at the elegant middle-aged man: "This... Hey, are you Uncle Qian?"
What money uncle?
Manshu looked at Yan Siyu, did she still know this man? Or was it really related to her?
"Who are you?" Qian Sihai's eyes flashed slightly. He didn't expect to meet someone who knew him.
"My surname is Yan, and I am the granddaughter of Yan Zhentian. I met you at the Chen family's banquet. Are you Aunt Chen Lu's husband?"
Chen Lu is the daughter of the Chen family, and Qian Siyuan is the son-in-law of the Chen family.
It is said that Qian Shihai's family was poor, and when the Chen family's daughter wanted to marry him, there was a lot of trouble at home.
Fortunately, the Chen family didn't just look at their family background. Chen Lu liked it herself, but the family couldn't get her to do it, so they agreed.
"Oh, it's Miss Yan." Qian Sihai looked stunned, "Miss Yan has undergone a major transformation and is becoming more and more beautiful."
At the Chen family's banquet, he attracted much attention as a son-in-law from a poor family.
He spends a lot of energy to socialize every time, and he has no time to pay attention to a little girl.
However, the other party said that she was Yan Zhentian's granddaughter.
Is it the Yan family, the richest man?
Being called uncle by such a noble lady made Qian Sihai feel comfortable all over.