"Sir, I'm sorry, you can't just touch this thing if you don't want to buy it." The salesman on the side saw Qiao Meng reaching out and immediately stopped him.
"Do I call this random touching? How do you know that I don't buy a car? I don't see if this treasure is real. How can I buy it? Do I have to pay twice as much for fakes?" Qiao Meng couldn't help but
Complain.
"No, sir, this rule is set by the company. I'm just a small employee, so please don't make it difficult." The salesman said aggrievedly.
"Okay, call the manager over and I'll talk to him," Qiao Meng said firmly.
"This..." the salesman looked confused.
"What? Are you afraid that we are just here to fool around and don't dare to scream?" Lan Hai also said to help.
"No, our manager has important customers to meet now. If you don't think about it again, I really can't make the decision." The salesman also felt helpless about this situation.
Seeing that he was about to cry, Qiao Meng stopped exerting pressure. But at this moment, the so-called manager came out. Seeing the salesman's servile look, he came over unhappily and said, "Who are you? What do you mean?
?Dare you come to our Capital City No. 1 to cause trouble?"
"You are the manager here, right? We are here to buy a car, not to cause trouble. You'd better not talk nonsense." Qiao Meng did not get angry because of this person's groundless accusation, but explained first.
"Aren't you making trouble? You've bullied my employees, and you still dare to say you're not making trouble? And you're buying a car. Can you two afford this car? Look at you like this."
This person looked at Qiao Meng and Lan Hai up and down, and found that they were both dressed very ordinary, and their combined value probably didn't exceed a thousand yuan, so he mocked.
Now Qiao Meng is not happy. Who stipulates that people who buy cars must dress more formally or show whether they have money? He is just trying to be comfortable, so he can do it as easily as possible. Lan Hai really doesn't have much money, but
Also dress cleanly.
However, Qiao Meng did not expect that this manager dared to judge people by their appearance. He thought that such a phenomenon would be rare in a place like Kyoto.
"How do you know we can't afford it? If I could afford it, would you kneel down and kowtow to apologize?" Qiao Meng said with a tough attitude. As the saying goes, I will not offend others if they don't offend me. If someone offends me, it will be a hundred times worse.
Return.
"Haha, don't talk to me about this anymore. I'm a fool for agreeing to your request. Wouldn't it be shameful for me to make this bet even though I know you guys can't afford it? Let's go. Don't hinder our company here.
Products for sale." The manager immediately waved the two of them away.
This made Qiao Meng even more amused. It was the first time he encountered it, but he didn't have anything to worry about. Anyway, he had bought the car today.
"Why don't you leave? Do you want me to call security?" the manager said loudly.
"I said, I'm here to buy a car, but I have to verify whether this treasure of yours is genuine first. If fakes are here to deceive consumers, I'm sure many people won't agree, right?" Are you poor?
Said meaningfully.
At this time, many people had noticed the movement here and looked over. Seeing more and more visitors, the manager felt that the situation was a little out of control and said to Qiao Meng: "Okay, since you want to see if this treasure is real.
Yes, you can, but you must explain why. If there is any discrepancy with my standard report, don’t blame me for throwing you out directly."
"Okay, it's a deal, whether it's true or not, I will buy this car. I hope you won't be too self-righteous." Qiao Meng said with a smile.
Then he stepped forward and picked up the treasure to admire it. Logically speaking, it was only worth more than three million yuan and there shouldn't be anything worthy of Qiao Meng's careful analysis.
But when he came into contact with it, he found that there was something different inside. Originally, it was just a painting worth millions, but there was a hidden layer inside, and inside it was a scroll worth tens of millions.
.
I don't know if he is really lucky, but Qiao Meng is very happy that he always encounters such good things. After all, who doesn't want to pick up money when going out?
This is reflected in the fact that when you open the scroll outside, you can see that it is an ordinary landscape painting, but the person who painted this painting is not simple. It was created by Emperor Zhao Ji of the Southern Song Dynasty.
It's just that this painting seems to be done very casually, and it doesn't look like his skills are very good. In fact, this is a work that Zhao Ji made in the early stages.
To say that the value of this painting is more than three million because of the emperor's name. If it were just an unknown ancient painting, it might only be worth hundreds of thousands.
The interlayer of this painting must have been added by Zhao Ji just now. Its purpose is to hide the painting inside. This is the most important thing. This trick is done very well to hide the eyes and ears of others. He used his own elementary paintings to do it.
It is indeed very thoughtful to hide this top master's work inside.
After thinking about it for a while, Qiao Meng explained this superficial phenomenon, but he didn't mention anything about the painting within the painting. He just explained what the painting outside was about.
And it stands to reason that this painting was painted by Zhao Ji in imitation of others when he was young. It is considered an imitation, not very high-end. Strictly speaking, the emperor's name is not worth so much money, because he is painting.
He was not yet the emperor at that time.
After Qiao Meng finished speaking, he looked at the manager with a smile on his face, not knowing what he would do next. People around him expressed their dissatisfaction when they knew that the antique was not as high as the marked price.
The manager was also helpless. He didn't expect Qiao Meng to be a treasure appraiser. It was really rare for him to study such antiques at such a young age. He was so eloquent and seemed to know everything. He began to regret himself.
Why do we judge books by their appearance in the first place? If it hadn't been like this, we might have been happily chatting about cars by now.
"How is it? Do you still want to drive us away now?" Qiao Meng said with a smile.
"I don't dare, I don't dare. You two should stop making things difficult for me. Let's talk about the car. The price is negotiable and it will be fine according to your standards."
The manager immediately put down his body and said in a low voice. This was just a show to other customers, otherwise the consequences might be even more serious.
You must know that if customers find out that the seller uses some means to seek extra huge profits, the consequences will be tragic. Even if it is just exposed, a company may face the risk of bankruptcy in an instant. He is just a small manager.
, he couldn't bear this risk.
"Okay, let's just talk about the car, but I also want this painting. Since I met them all, it's fate. Even if it's fake, I can't just say I don't want it. Just say it, right?" Qiao Meng said.
"Fate is very important. With this painting, we at Beijing No. 1 have made you our friend. We are offering a 50% discount. What do you think?"
The manager didn't dare to be presumptuous now. He even suspected that Qiao Meng was deliberately pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. He was originally a young master from a certain family in Kyoto, but he came here dressed in ordinary clothes to look prestige.
But Qiao Meng really wasn't. He just came here to buy a car. If the manager hadn't been a bit conceited, he would have paid for the car and driven it away. Why would he have been talking here for a long time?
Then the two tried the car. Although it was not as handsome and high-performance as his Ferrari F465, the comfort and appearance were acceptable. In actual comparison, the performance was not too far behind. It could kill many cars in this price range.
sports car.
Come to think of it, Li Qiang would be very happy to know that Qiao Meng bought him a car and a house. He originally thought it was just his surrender, but he didn't expect that he would get so much reward in an instant.
"This car is really good. As for the price, I think it's 500 percent off the price, plus the painting. What do you think?" Qiao Meng asked.
"Okay, five million then. This car and painting are both expensive for you," the manager said.
Then Qiao Meng took out his bank card, which frightened everyone because he was holding a gold card, that is, the gold card of S City. Everyone mistakenly thought it was the gold card of Kyoto.
If this is the case, Qiao Meng is either very rich or very prestigious.
Although the gold cards are different in each city, that is only because the information inside is different, and the appearance on the outside is almost the same.
After swiping the card, the manager looked at him with bright eyes, as if he admired him. In fact, just after swiping the card, Qiao Meng's phone rang with a text message reminding him: The balance on the card is 2,500.
Ten thousand.
This means that Qiao Meng originally had a deposit of 30 million in his card. What is the concept? He could even set up several small companies.
Anyone who can have so much money in their card is either rich or noble. It must be some young man who comes out to torment people, the manager thought.
Then he thought that it shouldn't be, because Qiao Meng was different from those dandy boys. He had his own real talents and learning. If he was a young master from any family, he would be the kind of well-educated one, and he didn't look like he was doing it on purpose.
Looking for trouble, he can only consider himself unlucky.
"Well, the rest of the procedures should be completed as soon as possible. I'll just drive the car away. There shouldn't be any problems, right?" Qiao Meng asked.
"No problem, absolutely no problem. Just drive away and leave the rest to us. How can we cause you such trouble?" the manager said.
Then Qiao Meng asked Lan Hai to get in the car, and the two of them left the car city.
"Huh, it seems that I have to keep my eyes open in the future. Something might happen if something like this happens again." The manager reminded himself secretly.
At this time, Qiao Meng and the others were already far away from the automobile city. The new car had a different feeling. It was comfortable to drive. They didn't want to park the car. Qiao Meng was very excited in the car because he got a famous painting handed down from generation to generation, and
I got it for free, and it would be fine if the manager found out.
They didn't directly tell Lan Hai that there was a painting within a painting. It wasn't until the two of them returned to their residence that they unfolded the painting again and cut the flipped side open with a knife. As expected, it was lying there peacefully.