"Brother Qing, what's going on over there? What happened?" Lin Haitao asked in surprise.
He Qing came back from paying attention to Baoguang, shook his head and said: "I don't know, someone might have had a quarrel."
It was normal and not unusual for people to quarrel on the noisy street, so He Qing didn't think much about it.
"Let's go and have a look." Lin Haitao said. It is the nature of the Chinese people to watch the excitement nearby. There is excitement nearby, which immediately arouses the interest of passersby to watch a good show. He Qing and Lin Haitao are no exception.
"Well, let's go." He Qing nodded and agreed. The strong treasure light he just inadvertently caught a glimpse of was emanating from the crowd, indicating that the mysterious treasure was there. Now it's time to get closer and take a closer look.
Take a look around to see what kind of big treasure it is, and see if you have a chance to find it and make it your own.
Soon, He Qing and Lin Haitao walked over. When they got closer, they finally saw what was going on.
It turned out that there was a dispute between a stall owner and a customer and they were making a noise.
The stall owner was a middle-aged man. The man was very plainly dressed and had a gray face. At first glance, he could tell that he was a simple and honest farm man. He couldn't pretend to be a native.
At this moment, the stall owner was looking at the men in front of him with an innocent expression, looking very helpless.
At the same time, many spectators were whispering around.
He Qing and Lin Haitao had just walked over and didn't know the truth yet. They didn't know what those people were causing trouble.
"Suning. What's wrong?" Lin Haitao asked Suning in a low voice, who was standing in front. Suning was one step ahead of them. He should have seen something.
"Then the Japanese bully the Chinese!" Suning replied, looking very angry.
"Japanese bully Chinese?" Lin Haitao looked confused, then subconsciously turned his head and glanced at He Qing.
He Qing's eyes fell on the men who had conflicts with the farmer stall owner. Following his gaze, Lin Haitao immediately saw clearly.
There were four or five people there, some old and some young, all wearing suits and leather shoes, looking dignified.
From the beginning, He Qing found it very strange. How could those respectable-looking people have such trouble with an honest poor man?
Gradually, He Qing's eyes focused on one of the middle-aged men.
The man was not tall, only about 1.6 meters tall, but he had a general belly and was obviously put on weight.
He Qing paid attention to him not because of anything else, but because of the glow he had captured before. That's right. That glowing red glow came from the short, fat man.
"The treasure is on him!" He Qing secretly thought.
For this reason, he is full of curiosity, even though he can easily see the ins and outs of things through his eyes.
"Brother Qing, Suning said those people are Japanese and they are bullying the stall owner." Lin Haitao leaned over and whispered in He Qing's ear.
"Are they Japanese?" He Qing shook his head gently and said, "I can't tell."
The dress of those people was not much different from that of ordinary Chinese people. Without listening to their conversation, he would not be able to tell the difference.
"Please comment. They took my things but didn't give me money. How can this be reasonable?!" The stall owner yelled hoarsely. His words were full of anger. He had just had a big argument with the other person.
His voice had obviously become hoarse after the fight.
"How could such a thing happen?!" Hearing what he said. Like He Qing and the others, the audience who had just gathered around started talking loudly. Some people could not help but point at the bullies.
Commented.
"Who said we didn't give you money?!" A tall young man retorted loudly and angrily, "Isn't this money?! I gave it to you and you don't want it, and you still regret it! The rules of the antique shop have been established for thousands of years.
That’s it, you can’t go back on your word once you’ve made it, what does it mean to go back on your word?!”
After that, he flicked his right hand hard and hit the man with a large amount of money, then scattered it all over the floor. His behavior was extremely rough.
"JPY!"
When it became clear that the banknotes that fell to the ground were not RMB, but Japanese yen, not only He Qing and Lin Haitao, but also many other people around them had extremely surprised looks on their faces.
How did it happen?
He Qing and Lin Haitao looked confused, but they could vaguely see that those people were domineering and had the potential to bully others.
However, the young man spoke Chinese very fluently and did not have a Japanese accent, so it was not possible to tell whether they were Chinese or Japanese.
As for the handful of yen that the man threw, it doesn't actually mean anything. The Chinese also use yen.
Despite this, many people in the audience felt angry for the stall owner. No matter what, you couldn't do that. It was too rude and uneducated.
Of course, He Qing and Lin Haitao were also very angry. They used Japanese yen to hit Chinese people. Regardless of whether the group was Japanese or not, they should be condemned.
"So arrogant?!" He Qing thought to himself, "Those people must have a lot of background, otherwise how could they have such confidence? But why can't they get along with a stall owner?"
"Look, everyone, look at their qualities! They are dressed like human beings, but why don't they make any sense?!" The stall owner suddenly turned red in the face and shouted anxiously and angrily.
"Who is being unreasonable?!" the man said plausibly, "We just talked about trading in Japanese yen. Are you someone who doesn't understand Mandarin or are you just pretending to be confused?!"
"Nonsense!" the stall owner said excitedly, "Have you ever seen anyone doing transactions in Japanese yen?! We all do transactions in RMB here!"
"That doesn't matter!" the man said angrily, "I've agreed to give you 100,000 yen, so I'll give you 100,000 yen. The money has been given to you, and the things belong to us!"
Hearing this, everyone started talking again, with more intense emotions and louder voices. Most of them were on the side of the stall owner, complaining about him.
He Qing and Lin Haitao finally understood. It turned out that the group had negotiated a deal with the stall owner. The price was 100,000 yuan, but there was a disagreement over the unit of 100,000 yuan that should be paid. The seller gave
The price was in Japanese yen, but the stall owner wanted RMB.
"There are people like this. Isn't this too bullying?!" Lin Haitao really couldn't stand it. He cursed, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to stand up and say something fair to the stall owner. Others
If you don't stand up first, he will be the first to do so.
"Haitao!"
However, He Qing secretly pulled him and shook his head to signal him not to move yet and wait to see what the situation was.
"Brother Qing, those guys are so inhuman, they actually used such despicable means to deceive people!" Lin Haitao said angrily, "All fools know, how can they use Japanese yen to trade in the Chinese market?!"
He Qing shook his head and said: "I'm afraid things are not that simple. If it is as simple as we think, then how dare they do such a shameless thing so blatantly?!"
"What would that be like?" Lin Haitao asked in surprise.
He Qing replied: "Let's talk about it later and take a look."
"Okay." Lin Haitao nodded in agreement. He naturally believed in He Qing's words. He would do whatever the other party said. There would be nothing wrong with listening to him.
"You are so unreasonable! Give me back the things!" the stall owner shouted anxiously.
The group was unmoved and just stared at him coldly.
But they couldn't leave for a while, because the crowds pouring in from all directions had already surrounded them, and some people were unwilling to let them go, thinking they were too bullying.
What aroused everyone's anger was the strange behavior of the young man, who actually used Japanese yen to hit Chinese people.
Everyone knows tacitly what kind of faces certain Japanese people have, and they are extremely disgusting. As the saying goes, "you hate a house and you hate it", so the Japanese yen naturally doesn't arouse people's favor.
"You still want to take your things back?! Are you dreaming?!" The young man glared at the stall owner and yelled fiercely, "What you said cannot be ignored. Since you are in the antique business, you have to
Do things according to the rules of this industry! You don’t understand the rules and you are complaining about us?! Isn’t this a thief shouting to catch a thief?! Dear friends, we are all reasonable people, and we are definitely not the kind of messy people like him
! We clearly negotiated with him just now. We bought the piece of porcelain for 100,000 yen. It’s not that we don’t use RMB, but we really don’t have enough RMB on us, so we are going to use the equivalent Japanese yen to make the transaction. Don’t believe it.
If so, we have evidence. We recorded the conversation just now clearly with our mobile phones. If you listen carefully, you will understand clearly and see whose fault it is!"
As he spoke, he took out a shiny golden luxury mobile phone from his pocket.
Seeing his move, there was a commotion on the court. Not only He Qing and Lin Haitao, but almost everyone on the court was confused.
The father-in-law says the father-in-law is right, and the mother-in-law says the mother-in-law is right, which makes it difficult to clarify the facts at once.
Next, as expected, the man played a recording. By listening to the recording, he found that the price they discussed was indeed 100,000 yen, but whenever the word yen was mentioned, the speaking speed obviously accelerated. Although he could understand it,
But it's rather vague.
Although the group had evidence in hand, He Qing still tended to believe the honest stall owner, thinking that he could not be telling lies. The only possibility was that he was too happy at the time and did not hear clearly and got into the other side.
Fell into a carefully designed "word game" trap.
"These people are so insidious. They came prepared and just want to play tricks on the honest people?!" He Qing was full of resentment. He thought that he must help them and punish those people.
Likes to bully weak guys.
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