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Chapter 73, Under the Blue and White Porcelain of the Ming Dynasty

Because it was past noon, the crowd of onlookers had basically dispersed, leaving only a few idlers who lived nearby and came back after hurriedly eating. An aunt from the neighborhood committee saw that they had different opinions and could not reconcile, so she suggested that if it was impossible to apply for arbitration by the relevant agency

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The yellow-haired young man waved his hands impatiently and snapped his fingers, and immediately a dozen gangsters carrying steel pipes and baseball bats gathered from all over the pedestrian street.

Huang Mao threw half of the cigarette on the ground, turned on his toes and stepped on it hard: "Stop being wordy! Hurry up and inform your relatives and friends to bring the money, otherwise you won't be able to leave today."

When Lan Qing and Bizi saw each other, their faces turned pale with fright.

"Want to fight?" Lan Feiyang stood up in front of Lan Qing and Bi Zi, licking his lips and smiling contemptuously.

Ever since he practiced all the weird boxing in his dream, he has never been able to fight anyone properly. He doesn't know what level his skills are at. If Huang Mao wants to use force to solve the problem, then he can just use his dozen or so little gangsters.

Test your skills.

"Go!" Huang Mao looked at Lan Feiyang's expression and knew that he must have a trick. But as the saying goes, "two fists are hard to beat with four hands", even a good man can't stand up to a group fight, so he still spoke, hoping to win quickly.

Unexpectedly, the dozen or so people who surrounded him fell to the ground in an instant. Moreover, not one of the dozen or so people overturned the stall or knocked over the pedestrians. They all groaned in pain and fell in the gap.

Huang Mao rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Just as he was about to take a closer look at what was going on, he saw a figure flash in front of him and his neck tightened. Immediately, a feeling of suffocation came over him.

"Stop, stop, I have...something to say...that's easy to say." The yellow-haired hero didn't want to suffer the immediate disadvantage and quickly shouted in a low voice.

"Is it because I don't want to speak up?" Lan Feiyang sarcastically said, "It seemed like you didn't want to speak up just now?"

"Young man, let go. Let him go." The old man also begged nervously.

"Okay." Lan Feiyang let go of his hand, "You'd better be wiser. We won't lie about how much compensation we have to pay, but you don't want to use force to pressure others."

Huang Mao shook his body and gasped for air. He thought to himself: Wow, how can this kid be so strong! After repelling a group of subordinates who had just climbed up from the ground with bruises and swollen faces, rubbing their waists and legs, his arrogance also dropped a lot.

few.

But Lan Qing and Bi Zi looked at Lan Feiyang as if they were dumbfounded, with admiration in their eyes.

Oh my god! Is this my cousin? I know he can punch and kick, but when did he become so good?

God! Is this the same rustic and quiet Lan Feiyang from before? He wasn't so cool even when he assisted the police in fighting robbers last time?

"I'm starving to death. Let's find a food stall to fill our stomachs first." Lan Feiyang clapped his hands coolly, glanced at the people around him and suggested, "There really isn't any, a fast food restaurant will do."

Lan Qing was stunned for a moment, then said with a grimace: "I'm so worried, how can I still eat?"

Huang Mao was startled and then said that there was a restaurant nearby, and took the lead in walking there.

Several people were busy answering calls while walking. At this time, Lan Feiyang's cell phone also rang. When he saw that it was Guo Anni, he quickly pressed the answer button.

Guo Anni asked him how the situation was and whether it was done?

Lan Feiyang said no. Since the prices appraised by "Feng Ya Xuan" boss Lin and another boss Zhang are nearly double the difference, he doesn't know what to do now. But even at the lowest price, the two cousins ​​can't afford so much money.

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Guo Anni pondered for a moment and said it would be best to seek legal assistance. Later, if she is free, she will ask Boss Li, the most famous person in the antiques industry in Bohai City, through Song Nani to help with another appraisal to see how much the vase is worth.

Huang Mao and the old man first saw that Lan Feiyang was well-dressed and knew that he was not a low-level wage earner. Now they heard him shouting "Mr. Guo" and wanted to move out the beautiful TV anchor and Mayor Song's daughter to hire Boss Li.

When I did the appraisal again, I couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

While they were eating the fast food they chose, they huddled at the table next to them and discussed in low voices for a while.

Lan Feiyang, Lan Qing, and Bizi were also there discussing in low voices what to do.

Lan Qing said that he was riding the car and he should be responsible. Bi Zi said quite loyally that it would have been the same if he was riding the car if something happened unexpectedly at that time. Moreover, he was the one who brought Lan Qing here, so he cannot be held responsible.

One person should bear half of the burden.

It's just that the old man is really strange, why did he accidentally drop such a precious antique on the ground? Logically speaking, he should hold it tightly, unless he suddenly fell to the ground, the vase would not fall to the ground.

"Yes." Lan Qing nodded, "If it were us, with such a valuable treasure, we would try our best to protect the treasure intact even if we were injured. And they seemed unwilling to do an appraisal at first, so I also suspected that the vase was fake.

. I didn’t expect that this vase turned out to be an antique. Although it is not as much as two million, it is still worth hundreds of thousands. Hey... what should I do with so much money? Even if I borrow it from all my relatives and friends, I can’t borrow it.

So many."

"Hey..." Bizi also sighed with a dark face, "Me too. After my parents were laid off, they only worked at a breakfast stall. It was not easy for me to save money and save money to support me through college and go out to work. Who would have thought that now I would suddenly have a baby?

This accident...it seems like they will have to live a hard life and live in a shabby house for the rest of their lives."

Seeing them like this, Lan Feiyang felt anxious inside. Now he can only hope that the vase is not real at all and not worth the money.

After finishing the meal, Lan Feiyang received another call from Guo Anni. She said that Song Nani had already contacted Boss Li of "Shang Xin Zhai" and asked them to go to "Shang Xin Zhai" immediately.

But when the three old men heard this, they firmly refused to do another appraisal. They said that they had already found two people to appraise it, so what else could they do? If they appraise it again, they would have to lose money.

Lan Feiyang snorted coldly: "But there is such a big difference between the prices appraised by Boss Lin and Boss Zhang. Who do we believe? With the most authoritative appraisal by Boss Li, we can determine how much the compensation will be. Besides, since they have been appraised twice.

, are you still afraid of the third time?”

"It's not that you're afraid. Before you hit it, we had it appraised by Boss Li, and he said it was worth five hundred thousand." The uncle's son suddenly said, "You can just compensate for five hundred thousand, and everyone can save some appraisal fees."

"Oh, Boss Li has verified it? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Lan Qing and Lan Feiyang asked in unison.

"This, doesn't this just want you to pay more?" The old man's eyes flickered, "Yes, someone first said it might be worth nearly two million. We didn't expect Boss Li to give such a low price."

"Five million?" Lan Feiyang and Lan Qing looked at each other, "What do you two think?"

"I don't know?" Bizi shook his head.

"I think there might be something wrong." Lan Qing whispered, "Maybe half a million dollars is not even worth it."

Lan Feiyang frowned: "I think so too."

"Then let's ask Boss Li to appraise it again." Lan Qing and Bi Zi nodded one after another, "Anyway, all the favors from you, Mr. Guo, have been sold."


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