It’s hard to tell the truth from what Zhang Cunli said. People who don’t know him really think that he almost suffered a big loss. Many people here know him, although not very well. He looked up and saw him when he looked down on an antique street. Now he is selling him
A favor to save face will become a favor in the future.
In the eyes of the onlookers, Zhou Zichen was alone, and there was no risk anyway. He looked nice and was willing to help others.
Such favors are easy to sell, so why not?
Zhou Zichen didn't blame the people around him. These people were always brainless and were just taken advantage of by Zhang Cunli.
Zhou Zichen didn't explain too much. He took out his mobile phone and dialed the police number. He said to Zhang Cunli: "Since you said you are so wronged, let's call the police."
Zhang Cunli was very worried, but people around him thought Zhou Zichen was stubborn and wanted to play tricks.
"Oh...you are quite interesting. You have the nerve to call the police after you have committed a crime."
"It's just that we didn't beat you or touch you. Even if the police come, it's still your fault."
Zhou Zichen looked at Zhang Cunli: "Then I can't explain clearly with my mouth open, so it would be better for the two of us to go to the police station together."
Zhang Cunli lowered his voice and said: "Even if you call the police, it's impossible to do anything to me. It's better to just let the two of us stay private."
"I will give you 800,000 yuan. If you give me this set of imperial chairs, you will make a profit of 500,000 yuan by changing hands."
But Zhou Zichen said: "I bid 1.6 million just now, and now it's 3.6 million. If you take the money, I'll take the blame for you!"
Zhou Zichen knew what Zhang Cunli was thinking. Zhang Cunli still wanted to do business in this antique street. If today's incident was revealed, it would be very bad for his reputation.
But this Zhang Cunli is too greedy. If nothing else, this Taishi chair can be sold for at least more than 1 million. He not only wants to make money from this set of Taishi chairs, but also wants Zhou Zichen to carry this reputation.
In Zhang Cunli's view, this set of Taishi chairs was originally his own, but he missed it for a while, and Zhou Zichen took advantage of it and bought an antique worth millions from him at a very low price.
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"Don't be too greedy. Even if you call the police, they won't be able to arrest me, because I have no choice at all." Zhang Cunli threatened: "I know you are unhappy with me. I am doing all this just to fight for my own.
interests, and these things are originally mine."
"And I am willing to pay such a high price, which is the utmost kindness and justice."
Zhou Zichen almost laughed out loud. Zhang Cunli didn't know what was going on in his head. He still couldn't figure out the situation and who was begging whom.
"I have no intention of talking nonsense to you." When Zhou Zichen was talking, the police call had already been put through.
"Hello, this is the 110 alarm center. How can I help you?"
Zhou Zichen and Zhang Cunli said: "Hello, it's like this. I bought something while shopping. Not only did the owner of the antique shop regret it, he also slandered me. I have been surrounded by many people and can't leave! Can you guys deal with it?
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"Okay, we need the police to rush over immediately. Is your personal safety in danger now? If so, call for help as much as possible, compromise temporarily, and try not to conflict to avoid getting hurt."
Zhou Zichen said: "Thank you, I don't have any girls for now. These people are actually quite civilized."
"Okay, the police have already rushed over. If there are no accidents, they will arrive in three minutes."
"OK, thanks!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Cunli looked at Zhou Zichen with resentment in his eyes. He felt that Zhou Zichen just wanted to make him miserable.
People around him were also a little confused. If Zhou Zicheng was really unreasonable, he would not be able to call the police now.
But there seemed to be some truth in what both sides said, and the onlookers couldn't tell the truth from the lies.
Zhang Cunli tried every possible means to reach an agreement with Zhou Zichen privately, but Zhou Zichen acted as if he didn't hear anything and just looked up at the sky, waiting for the police to come.
The police came very quickly. They arrived in less than three minutes.
A police patrol car stopped in front of the crowd, and two policemen got out of the car: "Who called the police?"
Two policemen, one in his thirties and the other in his early twenties, were young policemen. When they saw so many people around, they quickly took out the rubber rollers they carried.
The older policeman patted the younger policeman gently with his hand: "Don't be nervous, we are all the bosses of the antique street."
The young policeman snorted, but still didn't put away the glue stick.
Zhou Zichen saw two police officers approaching and said, "Officer, I called the police."
"What's going on?" asked the older policeman.
Zhou Zichen told the story from beginning to end.
The policeman nodded and looked at Zhang Cunli: "Boss Zhang, is this really the case?"
Zhang Cunli said with a sad face: "Officer Liu, I am also an old man in this area. How can I still not understand the rules of the industry? How could I do such a thing?"
Zhang Cunli said what he said before again.
Zhou Zichen and Zhang Cunli each had their own story, and it was difficult for Officer Liu to tell the truth from the lies.
"Boss Zhang, since you suffered a loss, why didn't you call the police instead of this little brother?"
Zhang Cunli sighed and said: "I think he is still young, about the same age as my son. He has just graduated from college a few years ago, which is the best age in his life. I am afraid that if I call the police, he will be delayed for the rest of his life."
"I didn't expect that my good intentions would be bitten by him instead."
Officer Liu was noncommittal and asked Zhou Zichen: "Little brother, what else do you want to say?"
"There's nothing to say. If the officer thinks what he said is true, then I can just file another complaint." Zhou Zichen said calmly.
Officer Liu was a little unsure about paying attention. One was an old man who had opened a shop in this place for more than ten years, and the other looked frank and honest. They both seemed to be telling the truth. In this way, Officer Liu was confused anyway.
People around are waiting for the police to make up their minds. In fact, no one can tell who is telling the truth and who is lying. It is more about subjective tendencies, such as knowing Zhang Cunli and talking to him.
People with good relationships will naturally believe him. On this point, Zhou Zichen suffers a lot. At least for now, more people believe in Zhang Cunli.
Seeing that the police couldn't make a decision, Zhou Zichen reminded him: "Officer, there are still monitors."
Zhou Zichen's words reminded Officer Liu, who quickly called for people and rushed towards Zhang Cunli's shop.
Zhang Cunli's face paled slightly, but he still didn't find an excuse and led the crowd towards his shop.
Because Zhou Zichen was the party involved, and the set of Taishi chairs were evidence, they all had to go back to the store with him.
A large group of people rushed to the door of Zhang Cunli's shop. A group of people entered the antique store and immediately surrounded the antique store.
After asking for the location of the control room, go directly to the control room.
The door of the monitoring room was not closed. It was a small utility room converted into a utility room. The clerk who had previously helped pack the Taishi chair was inside when he heard someone coming in and stood up in a hurry.
"Who are you? What are you doing in there?" Officer Liu asked immediately when he saw the clerk's panic.
The clerk explained in a panic: "Officer, this monitor is broken. I happen to know how to repair it, so I am repairing this monitor."
Officer Liu, no matter how stupid he was, could see that there must be something wrong. He glanced at Zhang Cunli, but Zhang Cunli just said apologetically: "Officer, I don't know, but the surveillance in our store has always been repaired by Xiao Lin.
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The employee named Xiao Lin nodded repeatedly.
Officer Liu still didn't believe it: "Then you were so panicked when we came in?"
"I was a little nervous when I saw the police." Xiao Lin replied weakly.
Many people really get nervous when they see the police. After all, the police are law enforcers.
Xiao Lin answered like this. Officer Liu really couldn't find anything to refute, but he was already suspicious in his heart: "Open today's surveillance video."
Xiao Lin said solemnly: "No... no!"
"Why not?" Officer Liu shouted.
"broken!"
Officer Liu couldn't believe that the items in any antique shop were worth at least one million dollars in total. Although police patrols were more frequent on the Antique Street, security was very important in any antique shop and it was impossible to monitor it.
The problem with the device has not been discovered for so long.
"Brother Liu, there must be something wrong with this store!" The young policeman holding the glue stick remained silent. Seeing that there was nothing he could do about it, Officer Liu couldn't help it anymore.
Officer Liu glanced sideways at the young police officer: "What do you think we should do?"
"Take him back to the police station for interrogation slowly," the young policeman said.
"Then it's up to you to take him back." Officer Liu followed suit and said, "Boss Zhang, and this little brother, you can also go with us."
Zhang Cunli was obviously unhappy, but he did not resist.
Zhou Zichen suddenly said: "Officer Liu, can I ask a few questions?"
Officer Liu thought for a moment: "What do you ask?"
Zhou Zichen pointed at Xiao Lin: "He packed the set of Taishi chairs for me. I'll ask him. It's right here."
"Can!"
After receiving permission, Zhou Zichen turned to Xiao Lin and activated his powers: "Did I buy a set of Taishi chairs in your store?"
"Yes...yes!" Xiao Lin replied stuttering.
"How much did it cost?" Zhou Zichen asked again.
"Three...three hundred thousand!?" Xiao Lin's tone was like a rhetorical question, and he gave an uncertain answer. He knew that the boss was blackmailing Zhou Zichen, but he didn't know how much the boss said. He was afraid of saying the wrong thing, so he said it
Some hesitation.
Officer Liu's eyes lit up. Although Xiao Lin had a tough mouth, he had little experience.
People with experience just say they don’t know.
Zhou Zichen continued to ask: "What era is the Taishi chair from? Ming Dynasty? Qing Dynasty? Republic of China? In recent years? Or is it a brand new material?"
Xiao Lin hesitated. He was already nervous. After seeing Zhou Zichen's eyes, he became more and more panicked. His head was in a mess. He didn't know how to answer for a while. He hesitated for a long time without saying a word.
When Officer Liu saw this, he looked serious and shouted: "To be honest, you are a clerk in the store, and you still don't know when this thing is from?"
"People...people..."
"Officer Liu from the Qing Dynasty!" Zhang Cunli quickly added.