Moreover, Su Changfeng had some knowledge of antiques, and he was not exactly a layman.
At this moment, a loud commotion suddenly came from the opposite side.
Then, the passing crowd slowly gathered around and refused to disperse.
"What happened there?" Su Changfeng asked next time.
"I guess there are profiteers trying to trick people again. The owner of that shop is not a good person either?" Zhang Fusheng said helplessly.
Su Changfeng's heart moved slightly.
The shop opposite them is called Shuxiangge, and it has been open for less than five years. However, this place often buys and sells large amounts of antiques.
However, there are often incidents of tourists from out of town being ripped off.
The owner of this store is named Jiang Hai.
"Mr. Su, there is a very important rule in this industry, which is to buy it and leave it. In other words, as long as the buyer pays the money, even if the buyer knows that the item is fake, the seller will never refund the money."
Zhang Fushan said with a smile: "Therefore, many problems will arise in this process. Some merchants will use deceptive methods to exchange things, deliberately replacing genuine products with fake ones. Even if you are fooled, there will be no consequences.
Method."
These are all hidden rules in the antiques industry.
If you are deceived because of this, no matter where you go, you will not be able to get any explanation.
"Let's go over and join in the fun!" After Su Changfeng heard a female voice coming from the crowd in front, he finally decided to go and have a look.
Among the crowd, I saw a woman with good looks and figure, holding a little girl.
And standing in front of the two people was Jiang Hai, the owner of Shuxiang Pavilion.
Jiang Hai looks to be in his forties or fifties, with a mustache.
At this moment, Jiang Hai was holding a scroll that had been broken into two pieces and said: "Beauty, take a good look at this thing. This is an ancient painting by Wang Meng of the Yuan Dynasty. Wang Meng's last painting was at the auction.
, it was auctioned for a sky-high price of 150 million. Although this painting is not famous, it is also a priceless treasure."
At this time, the beautiful woman said: "It's really ridiculous. We just heard that there is Wang Meng's painting here, so we came here to see it. When it was our turn to see it, it suddenly fell from the wall and broke into pieces.
What does it have to do with us if we become two halves?"
"Why is it okay when others see it? When it's your turn, it turns into two halves." Jiang Hai sneered and said: "I can tell you, this painting has always been the treasure of our store. Last time someone
We spent 15 million to buy it, but we didn’t sell it. Now that this thing is ruined, can you tell yourself what to do?”
Zhang Fushan leaned close to Su Changfeng's ear and whispered: "Mr. Su, this person is Jiang Hai. He has a nickname in the antique world called Jiang Papi. No matter what the transaction is, a layer of skin will fall off after passing through his hands.
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"Oh my God, such an expensive thing has been damaged. It looks like I have to pay for it!"
"It's not a big deal to pay for it. After all, they broke it themselves."
"That's right! If you break other people's things, shouldn't you pay compensation?"
