Chapter Seven hundred and forty-fifth: First rites and then soldiers!
"I'm telling you, from now on, my Bai family will be responsible for overseeing the City God's Temple. You, Mr. De, can go somewhere else!"
"Also, you should stay less involved in Anjia's affairs, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
Bai Bowen speaks like a eloquent speaker, his words are domineering and magnificent, and his momentum is overwhelming.
Mr. De's face was livid. He was one of the Four Great Vajras. If he stepped on his face like this, would he still be able to hang out in the capital?
"Are you dissatisfied?"
Bai Bowen continued to step on Mr. De's face: "I tell you, if I am happy, you can still be a Vajra, but if I am unhappy, I will kill you as easily as drinking water.
Just like Ma Ge from the Flying Eagle Boxing Gym, he collapsed overnight. It’s not surprising!”
"Master Bai, your Bai family is no longer what it used to be, but the rules cannot be broken!"
Mr. De also got angry: "The rules of the City God's Temple do not care about genuine or fake products. After the customer pays the money, neither party will be held accountable. You are going to have a bad reputation!"
"It doesn't matter if it's bad, the rules are set by people. Today, I, Mr. Bai, will set a rule. Even if the ancestor of the antique is still alive, he won't dare to fart!" Bai Bowen's article was crazy.
People around were whispering.
If Bai Bowen does this, can the City God's Temple still be open?
There are rules in the industry, but if the rules are broken, the credibility will be lost!
Mr. De couldn't bear it anymore. He waved his hand lightly and all the people he brought walked out.
Bai Bowen was not afraid at all, and even shook his head with ridicule: "Master De, before you take action, why don't you call and ask about your background!"
"No need, I can make the decision on this little matter!" Mr. De said coldly.
"Hahaha!"
Bai Bowen laughed loudly: "I know your background is Mu Jinyu, but in front of me, Mu Jinyu is also a piece of shit. I am so crazy, but crazy people have the capital. If you have the ability, you can do it
Try it with your hands!”
"Smashed the Kelai antiques for me!"
Mr. De shouted angrily. He had bullied the leader. How could he swallow this?
"Come on, let's play big. Let me see if you can afford to pay!" Bai Bowen even made a gesture of please.
Everyone around was shocked, knowing that a fierce battle between the two forces was inevitable.
"Ou Dade, why are you so angry!"
Suddenly, a long voice interrupted, and Lin Chen was seen walking over with Mu Xingchen.
"Senior Lin!"
"Lin Chen!"
Both De Ye and An Leimin's expressions changed dramatically.
"you again!"
Bai Bowen changed from his previous calmness, and his face became a little ferocious: "How dare you, a poor bastard, to interfere in my affairs!"
He was still brooding over the last time Lin Chen slapped him!
And at the auction, Lin Chen teased him again.
The combination of old and new hatreds made him hate Lin Chen to death.
The last time he was repaired at An's house, it was because he didn't figure out Lin Chen's background, but now he's so scared!
Wang Bacheng had already stated that he wanted to move Lin Chen, and with the White Crane faction as the backstage, Lin Chen was doomed.
Mr. De also looked at Lin Chen and said: "Senior Lin, this Bai Bowen is too arrogant, I can't swallow this!"
"As the saying goes, be courteous before fighting. If you take action first, you will be in the wrong. If someone takes you to court, you will have to pay money!" Lin Chen said with a faint smile.
"Don't be afraid. At worst, I will pay him hundreds of millions, I can afford it!" Mr. De said with a look of risk-taking.
"Actually, there is no need to use violence at all to deal with such a low-life character!"
Lin Chen shook his head and looked at Bai Bowen again.
This Bai Bowen is like a nouveau riche. There is no city like Han Junxiao or even Wang Bacheng.
Although Wang Bacheng is domineering, he knows how to advance and retreat. He knows that he can't defeat Lin Chen openly, so he swallows his anger and does it secretly!
And Bai Bowen is like an idiot. He is tough on the outside. This kind of person will not achieve anything.
Lin Chen asked: "Bai Bowen, you come to the antique shop, are you still open for business?"
"Why don't you open it? You want to be my business?"
Bai Bowen was not afraid of any tricks Lin Chen would play, and was even eager for Lin Chen to play them so that he could find a chance to kill Lin Chen.
"Just open it. I want to buy something from your store. If I win, you won't default on the bill!" Lin Chen said again.
"Haha, of course not, but the premise is that you buy at least 100 million worth of things!"
Bai Bowen had a sneer on his face and planned to trick Lin Chen to death.
Anyone who plays antiques knows that there are more fakes than real ones everywhere. If you buy 100 million antiques, 90% of them will be fake and you will lose money!
"If you dare to play, if you don't dare, just kneel down and apologize to me!"
Bai Bowen's words were arrogant, and he wanted Lin Chen to ride a tiger and find it difficult to get off.
"Why don't you dare to play? Not only do I want to play, but I also want to play big!"
Lin Chen smiled half-heartedly and said, "I'll buy at least 200 million worth of things, but I'm most afraid that you, Ke Lai Antiques, won't be able to provide you with such a large amount of goods!"
The scene was in an uproar. This was done with 200 million gambling coins!
You should know that there are many antiques in Ke Lai, such as jade, calligraphy and painting, jadeite, ceramics, etc. Some are expensive and some are cheap. If you buy a fake, you will lose everything.
"You said it, two hundred million!"
Bai Bowen laughed loudly: "Everyone, please testify, if I don't buy enough 200 million, Lin Chen will kneel down and admit his mistake!"
After saying that, before Lin Chen could refuse, he had already taken the lead towards Ke Lai Antiques.
"Senior Lin, there are a lot of fakes in Ke Lai's antiques. I'm afraid I'll lose money if I buy 200 million worth of antiques!" Mr. De said worriedly.
"It's okay, no matter how many fakes there are, as long as there are a few genuine ones, that's enough!"
Lin Chen smiled nonchalantly and led Mr. De and others into Ke Lai Antiques.
I saw that Bai Bowen had taken out all the antiques and placed them in the shop, letting Lin Chen pick them.
In fact, few of these antiques are genuine, and even if they are, they are not very valuable.
Their antique shop has specialized appraisers and will never do loss-making business.
Taking a step back, even if Lin Chen chooses a real product, the price will definitely not be cheap, and it will be more expensive than the actual value of the real product!
So no matter how Lin Chen chooses, he will definitely lose!
"How can I sell this rough stone?"
Lin Chen started to pick things.
"fifty thousand!"
"I want it, and I want that piece too, and take out all the other rough stones!"
"There are rough stones worth eighty million in total. If you like them, come with me!"
The waiter took Lin Chen to the warehouse. Lin Chen made a selection and asked Mr. De to take him out after choosing.
After returning to the lobby, Lin Chen continued to choose.
"What's the price of this painting?"
"Three hundred thousand!"
"wanted!"
"Where is this knife?"
"This is the golden sword of Qianlong's bodyguard. There are only twenty of them in the whole of China. If you want it, it will cost five million!"
"Buy it!"
"Where's this rusty knife?"
"This isn't worth anything, just take it away from me with 10,000 yuan!"
"Where is this broken stone?"
"It's okay to give it to you!"
Outside the gate, everyone sighed.
Some of the things Lin Chen picked were real and some were fake, but in general there were a lot of fakes, and Ke Lai's antiques were so expensive that Lin Chen's 200 million was spent in the blink of an eye.
"Haha, Lin Chen, I bought 500 things with 200 million, thank you for taking care of me!"
After Lin Chen finished the purchase, Bai Bowen couldn't help but laugh and said: "The rules of the antique street are that if you buy it and leave it, there is no point regretting it. Let me tell you, 90% of the things you buy are fake.
It’s worth it!”
As he spoke, he looked at the middle-aged man beside him.