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A mouse poop ruins a pot of soup

Anyone else might have been deceived by his nonsense, but Master Nanshan was different.

He is well-informed and knows many things clearly. He squinted his eyes, snorted slightly, and said with a smile: "You still have to support your family? Your current life is one of the best among these hawkers."

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These people specialize in defrauding tourists. They can defraud millions in a year, and the cost of fake goods is extremely low.

They can be said to be a hugely profitable industry, and everyone has a villa and a sports car.

When they say they are supporting their family, it is strange that he believes them.

The hawker was exposed and could only lower his head and apologize, "Those are all left behind by my family. I am also an old man, otherwise...why would I have thought of taking this step?"

Master Nanshan gave him a sneer, and then went to see the three appraisers. He said every word with a chilling tone: "I didn't know that each of you is more promising than the other now."

"We...we..." The appraisers really didn't dare to say anything.

They feel guilty. After cooperating with hawkers, they make more money than before. They have long lost their original intention.

Master Nanshan was taunting them here. Although they were convinced, they had no regrets.

People die for wealth and birds die for food, what they did is normal.

"No need to explain. Since the three of you don't want to be good appraisers, I will help you explain in the future so that you can escape from the sea of ​​misery as soon as possible.

From now on, I no longer have to work for others with low wages, what do you think?" Mr. Nanshan asked.

The three people looked at each other in fear and shook their heads.

How can this be done? They don't dare.

"Master... we... we still need this job. Please show your respect..."

"Yes, we really know we were wrong, please let us go..."

"We will never do their appraisal again. Please, please spare us!"

With the status of appraisers, they can help people defraud and make extra money. Once they are gone, who will still recognize them and how will they make more money in the future.

Thinking of this, the three appraisers almost knelt before Master Nanshan.

However, Master Nanshan had no sympathy for them at all, and was even very angry with them.

The gemstone industry in Xinde has been turned into a mess by people like them, even though there are genuine gemstones and they can make money by exporting raw materials.

But now... everyone is setting up stalls to deceive tourists. Good opportunities are lost again and again, and they still don't regret it.

Master Nanshan really felt heartbroken.

It hurts to see these idiots.

"It's useless to beg me. The Xinde gem appraisal community really needs to be reorganized." Master Nanshan said.

After speaking, he glanced at the royal family members over there.

The gentleman man nodded gently to Master Nanshan, then looked at Young Master Xiao and said loudly: "Xinde will definitely investigate the fraudsters and will never tolerate these people."

The street vendors in Xinde did not pay much tax, so seeing them causing trouble, the royal family member had no intention of stopping them.

He wanted to take the opportunity to close the net and put things in order, thereby increasing tax revenue for the country.

"It's over!" The vendor was so frightened that his legs weakened and he collapsed on the ground.

Those selling ice cream and other trinkets nearby now hate this vendor to death.

Obviously they can make money quietly without being affected, but now?

If a rat poop spoils a pot of soup, stall workers in other industries will be affected.

Isn't this meant to trick people into death?

"That guy is such a bastard!" (To be continued)


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