There may be many people in the entire Qingzhou City who have never seen Wang Zhentian, but there are probably very few people who have never heard of his name.
At least everyone in Antique Street knows this.
When everyone looked at Chen Qiye again, their eyes changed, and many of them showed fear.
Wang Zhentian can send money in person with just one phone call. What does this mean?
It’s clearly driven!
Even Wang Zhentian was driven by him. What is the terrifying origin of this young man?!
The third master did not dare to speak.
If it were anyone else, he might still be able to bluff, but who is this person in front of him? Wang Zhentian, a powerful man in Qingzhou City, would not dare to fool the other person.
The arrogance disappeared instantly.
"Are the jade pendants still for sale?" Chen Qiye asked.
"Ah?" The young girl was stunned, then nodded quickly, "Sell it, two hundred thousand!"
There was no raising the price. The girl understood that she did not have the qualifications to go from one thousand and fifty to two hundred thousand. She was already very satisfied.
Even if you know in your heart that it may be far more than this price.
When the young girl took the safe from Wang Zhentian's bodyguard, many people's eyes lit up. They saw with their own eyes that the box contained a dazzling two hundred thousand cash.
"Send someone to take her out of here."
"Understood, Master Chen."
Wang Zhentian found two of his men and drove the young girl away. The latter hesitated but did not refuse.
Seeing this scene, many people in the crowd calmed down.
If you really have bad intentions, not to mention offending such a young man with a terrifying background, let's just say that if you offend Wang Zhentian in Qingzhou City, there is basically no way to survive.
Zhang Laosan looked like an eggplant beaten by frost.
He is sure that this jade pendant is definitely worth a lot of money!
If one more move would be yours, why would you save that little money?
Now I have really lost my watermelon for sesame seeds and fetched water from the bamboo basket in vain.
Regret is regret, Zhang Sanlao will not lose his mind and do something stupid. In that case, the end will only be worse.
At the moment, there is no other option but to admit that you are unlucky.
"Is the antique street so busy today?"
At this moment, a figure walked out of the crowd.
The other person was wearing a black gown, looking like an old scholar, with a long goat beard, and was holding a yellow pear wood cane. At first glance, he was not a cheap person.
"Old Hua?!"
"Mr. Hua is here!"
"I didn't expect to see Mr. Hua today!"
"..."
Suddenly, the crowd started talking and opened a way for the old man to walk in. Even though the old man was walking slowly with a cane, no one rushed him, and no one was impatient.
The look in the old man's eyes was full of enthusiasm, like a devout believer.
Chen Qiye had no interest in getting to know the other party. He took his daughter Nian Nian's hand, walked out of the crowd, and headed to the flower and bird market.
"Young man, wait a minute."
"Um?"
Seeing Chen Qiye's reaction, many people in the crowd became angry.
"This guy is too arrogant, this is Mr. Hua!"
"Who says it's not the case? It doesn't matter if he is a rich second generation. Hua Lao is not an ordinary person."
"Hehe, maybe there will be a good show later."
Some people take pleasure in others' misfortunes, while others have nothing to do with themselves.
Even Wang Zhentian's expression changed slightly. He walked up to the old man and said politely: "Old Hua, what kind of wind has brought you here?"
Mr. Hua chuckled and shook his head: "As we get older, we can't compare to young people like you. If we don't go out for a walk, I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future."
Hua Lao's tone was a little sad.
In front of Mr. Hua, Wang Zhentian could barely be called young.
After exchanging a few words, Wang Zhentian walked up to Chen Qiye and introduced: "Master Chen, this is Mr. Hua, the person in charge of the Antique Street."
Chen Qiye was a little surprised.
Is there anyone in charge of the antique street?
Seemingly sensing Chen Qiye's doubts, Wang Zhentian explained: "Mr. Hua is the president of the Qingzhou Treasure Appraisal Association. He has full authority to handle many matters in the Antique Street."
Chen Qiye nodded and didn't pay much attention.
Wang Zhentian also secretly reminded Chen Qiye.
Although Chen Qiye is a powerful person with dark power, Hua Lao's identity is official. It is better not to offend him than to offend him.
Hua Lao didn't mind this at all. He glanced at the jade pendant in Chen Qiye's hand and said, "Young man, you spent 200,000 yuan to buy this jade pendant. Can you see the mystery behind it?"
"It's just interest." Chen Qiye didn't want to say more.
"You..." Zhang Laosan originally had no hope, but when he saw Mr. Hua, he had another fantasy in his heart, "Old Hua, according to the rules of the antique street, he has violated the rules. If it is just for fun, will this rule be followed in the future?
Not in name only?!"
Zhang Laosan was dissatisfied.
Chen Qiye doesn't look like an expert at all. This jade pendant is really worth a lot of money, and he really wants to know the reason.
But Chen Qiye's words made him so angry that he almost vomited blood.
It's like saying, I have more money and don't care.
Zhang Laosan felt insulted.
"Shut up!" Hua Lao reprimanded, "Rules? You still have the nerve to talk about rules. That little girl is in urgent need of money at first sight. I won't hold you accountable for how much you bid. It's something both parties are willing to do, but why are you negotiating on the price?"
After that, do you still want to get counterfeit money?"
In front of Mr. Hua, Zhang Laosan didn't dare to pretend that he didn't know anything. Not only old people like Mr. Hua, but also other people, who were not human beings, all knew it was just rhetoric.
But if the other party is short of money or not, what does it have to do with him?
One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.
No matter which idea he had, Zhang Laosan didn't dare to say it and could only hold it in.
"Young man, what he did was indeed wrong." Mr. Hua paused, "But what he said is right. If you break the rules and grab business just for fun, it would be a bit unethical."
Chen Qiye smiled.
As expected of an old fox, he scolded Zhang Laosan first and then pointed the finger directly at himself.
"What if I see something?"
"Oh? Then tell me, what's different about this jade pendant?" Mr. Hua was a little surprised, even he couldn't see any clues.
The main reason why I stood up and spoke was because I didn’t want an outsider to break the rules of the antique street.
No matter how wrong Zhang Laosan is, he is still a "family member" who settles accounts behind closed doors, but Chen Qiye is an outsider, and it is not his turn to give advice.
But if there is any mystery behind this jade pendant, Mr. Hua really didn’t see it at all.
He didn't believe that the young man in front of him could see it either.
Chen Qiye ignored it.
How could he not see such a low-level provocation?
What's more, the other party is not qualified to force himself.
"If it is true, let this matter be forgotten, you can leave now." Hua Lao said in a deep voice.
Zhang Laosan was anxious and wanted to speak, but when he saw the look in his eyes, he immediately shut up.
"What if I don't?"
"No?" Mr. Hua smiled, "Young man, please don't bully me, an old man. If you don't, then I can only punish you according to the rules of the antique street."
He tapped his cane and heard a strange sound. After a while, two masked men appeared beside Mr. Hua. At first glance, they were no ordinary figures.
"This, this is a high-level warrior in the early stage of An Jin?" Wang Zhentian's eyes widened, his expression became dull, and he was in disbelief.
Although those who are strong in the early stage of dark strength are more common than those who are strong in dark strength like Chen Qiye, they are definitely not something that can be seen just because they want to.
I didn’t expect to see not only two of them today! (To be continued)