Song Yi's face turned dark, and when she saw Long Xiaoshan, her butt hurt slightly.
Although the injury has been cured long ago.
But Long Xiaoshan hung his hands upside down and fucked hard...Song Yi was definitely the first time in her life, and it was the most unforgettable, so she often dreamed of that shameful scene every night.
What made her even more ashamed was that she had to wash Neiku every time she got up the next day after dreaming, so now she saw Long Xiaoshan, and almost turned around and left immediately.
But the employee said that Long Xiaoshan had smashed Song Ci worth more than one million yuan. She looked down and saw that there were indeed fragments of porcelain on the ground. Song Yi looked unkind and said, "Why did you throw my porcelain for?"
"Hey, it's too difficult to see Sister Song, you, and I didn't make an appointment, so I had to make this bad decision." Long Xiaoshan sighed.
Song Yi's face turned pale: "You just threw my porcelain for more than one million yuan just because you wanted to meet me. If I don't come out, do you have to set fire to my house?"
Song Yi was so angry.
This is simply a lunatic. There are many ways to meet her, but Long Xiaoshan chose such the most mentally retarded method.
"Song Yi, don't be angry, I will pay you the money for the porcelain." Bai Susu said hurriedly.
Song Yi became even more angry when she saw Bai Susu. She had a bad relationship with Bai Susu, and her heart was still there. She was just angry if Bai Susu didn't speak. When Bai Susu spoke, she was very angry.
"Okay, you will pay the money right away. Don't you have money? Pay three times the compensation, otherwise I will definitely let the police arrest you deliberately." Song Yi said loudly.
Bai Susu was so choked that she couldn't speak. She had some money, but she didn't even have it to let her take out millions of dollars.
"Aunt Su, let me pay."
Long Xiaoshan rubbed his hands and walked towards Song Yi, laughing, his eyes falling on Song Yi's round buttocks.
When Song Yi saw his ill-intentioned look of rubbing his palms, she seemed to feel his big hand like a palm fan whip hard on her butt. She couldn't help but take two steps back, and a hint of panic appeared on her face and said, "You, what do you want to do?
The people in Song Shizhai looked at each other. They had never seen their domineering president look so scared. This young man looked not fierce, at most he was a little stronger. Why did Song Yi show a rabbit-like expression?
"I'm not doing anything, Sister Song, didn't you ask me to pay? I'll pay you." Long Xiaoshan rubbed his hands, took out his wallet, took out a thousand dollars from his pocket, and said, "Three times is enough, there's no need to find any more."
"You are crazy." Song Yi saw the money, and a few black threads appeared on her head, and said, "You think you were throwing a bowl. It was an official kiln Song porcelain, an antique, worth more than one million."
"It's just a fake. Sister Song is so familiar with me, you won't cheat me, right?" Long Xiaoshan said with a lip.
"Fake." Song Yi frowned and said furiously: "Long Xiaoshan, although we know each other, don't talk nonsense. I, Song Shizhai, have been established for more than thirty years and never sell fakes. This is what the entire Hechuan City knows. If you dare to destroy my Song Shizhai reputation, you and I will never end up."
"Dr. Song, please call the police quickly." An old man in his fifties, who was about 50, with a sheep beard and round-frame glasses, also quickly stood up and scolded.
Long Xiaoshan walked a few steps to the edge of the broken porcelain, picked up one of the base pieces, came to Song Yi, rubbed it with his hand, and said, "I don't understand antiques, but I see that the porcelain powder here is obviously a product of the past century, and it is definitely not a product of the Song Dynasty."
Song Yi took it over and looked carefully.
Gradually, my face changed.
She has been dealing with antiques since she was a child, so she is naturally an expert in this regard.
Although Song Ci was not even able to see any problems at first, but now after it was broken, it exposed the inside of the porcelain, which made her see some differences. If it was really a fake, it would be sold and then discovered by the buyer, and Song Shizhai's reputation would be smashed.
She did not dare to neglect this matter and quickly shouted: "Master Qiu, Master Yang, come and check it out."
Two old men wearing long gowns came over, one with a round face and the other with the round-frame goatee just now.
The two checked.
The old man with round face said: "Dong Song, this piece of porcelain may be made of old by the Republic of China porcelain. It was originally an imitation of the Song official kiln, so it is difficult to see after being made old."
The goatee said, "I think this kid might even lose his bag on purpose."
"Sister Song, more than this one, the seven antiques here are all fakes." Long Xiaoshan ignored the responsibility of the goatee and pointed to the counter and said.
"Are you sure?" Song Yi's face changed.
The old man with round-frame glasses next to him showed a hint of panic in his eyes and said, "Impossible, Mr. Song, don't be blinded by this kid."
"What are you doing so nervous?" Long Xiaoshan looked at him with a smile and said, "You will know if it's a fake product and you're guilty."
"You, you're talking nonsense." The goatee-bearded old man shouted.
Song Yi frowned, stroked the old goatee's face and said, "Take it out."
The seven antiques were taken out from the counter.
Song Yi swept the seven antiques. From the outside, she couldn't tell which one was fake. Even the old man with round face couldn't see it after looking at it. The goatee said sternly: "Dr. Song, this kid is making a fool of himself. These are definitely not fakes. Be careful..."
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, Long Xiaoshan smashed another pottery jar.
Goatee shouted at the security guard: "What are you all watching? Why don't you catch this kid?"
"Don't be anxious." Long Xiaoshan flashed over the security guard's hand, picked up a piece of clay pot and handed it to Song Yi: "Look at the material here."
Song Yi's face darkened.
Bang! Bang!
Long Xiaoshan threw down all seven pieces of porcelain as if he had thrown a bowl. The people around him were shocked. These were antiques priced at hundreds of thousands or millions.
The goatee's face was getting worse and worse, and the person could not help but retreat.
Long Xiaoshan walked through the crowd, grabbed him and said, "Where are you going?"
"Me, can't I go to the toilet?" The goatee said with a stern look on his face.
"Don't rush to go, don't you explain?"
"I have any explanation."
Song Yi looked up and said in a cold light, "Master Yang, I remember that you took these antiques back recently."
"Dr. Song, I really don't know. Maybe I've read it wrong. These antiques are too fake and real." Master Yang said, his eyes flashing in his eyes.
"I don't want to tell the truth, then I'll help you." Long Xiaoshan pulled out the golden needle and inserted it into his eyebrows with lightning speed.
Master Yang's eyes suddenly became empty.
"Tell me, did you get these fakes in?"
Master Yang said mechanically: "Yes, it was Mr. Feng from Haiyu Pavilion who gave me three million and asked me to help do this. Then he sent someone to buy the fake, and expose it and threaten Dong Song."