When Cao Jianping heard this, she became even more angry. Even a receptionist dared to talk to her like this.
"Who are you, a part-time worker? You have no right to talk to me. Call your boss out."
After Wang Yao entered the room, his expression was slightly astonished. In his eyes, the antiques in front of him were somewhat different.
Some of these antiques emit a faint light, some are white light, some are black light...
And he compared it carefully and found that different antiques have a lot to do with their years. The white light represents the Republic of China, the yellow light represents the Qing Dynasty, the orange represents the Ming Dynasty, and finally Wang Yao also saw that the purple represents the Tang Dynasty.
He looked through all the antiques in the hall, and the oldest one was the purple Tang Sancai, priced at hundreds of millions.
This discovery made Wang Yao wildly confident, but he quickly calmed down.
In the hall, there are still more dull items, which are all modern imitations.
Wang Yaote paid attention to the price. Even if it was a replica, the price was shockingly high.
At this time, Cao Jianping's noise finally caused the owner of Guyun shop to come out.
Cao Jianping pulled Wang Yao over and said, "My good son-in-law, he is the one who defrauded me of my money."
Wang Yao raised his head and looked at the other person. He was about sixty years old, with a goatee and a hypocritical smile on his face.
Before Wang Yao could speak, he had already said in advance: "Madam, please be smarter with your words. I am an innocent shopkeeper. When have I ever deceived you?"
When Cao Jianping heard that the other party refused to pay, she said angrily: "You set up a trap and made me spend 1.2 million to buy a fake vase. Isn't this a lie?"
Other people in the store also looked over.
Cao Jianping shouted loudly: "Everyone, please pay attention. This store is a black spot, specializing in fake goods. Don't be fooled."
Her idea was simple. If the store owner didn't return the money to her, she would keep making trouble and prevent him from doing business.
She thought the store owner would give in after using this trick, but she didn't know that the old man with the goatee looked plain.
"Ms. Cao, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense."
"Is there a vase I forced you to buy?"
Cao Jianping was stunned and snorted: "No."
"The buying and selling of antiques is always a voluntary relationship between you and me. I didn't force you to buy it. You bought a fake one yourself. That means you have poor eyesight. Can you blame me for this?"
"I......…"
Cao Jianping was speechless by what he said.
The old man with the goatee snorted again: "We are all adults and we have to pay for our actions."
"You bought a fake product because of your own incompetence. If you continue to mess around here, I will call the police and drive you out now."
"Madam, Boss Hu is right. The antique industry relies on eyesight."
"I bought a fake product because I didn't have good eyesight, and then came here to cause trouble. Are you an amateur?"
Seeing that the customers in the store were also talking to the boss, Cao Jianping was speechless for a while.
She looked around and saw that Wang Yao was still interested in looking at antiques, so she shouted:
"Wang Yao, they joined hands to bully me!"
Wang Yao couldn't laugh or cry. He couldn't find any reason to refute what his boss said.
"Mom, this boss is right."
"Antiques are all about eyesight. If you paid a high price to buy a fake, it's because you have poor eyesight. You should admit it."
The old man with the goatee laughed: "Ms. Cao, even your son-in-law said this, what else do you have to make trouble for?"
"you......…"
Cao Jianping was angry and stared at Wang Yao fiercely: "You brat, who are you talking to?"
"Mom, don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet."