Is he teasing me

Chapter 3 Mess with him
On the other side of the workbench, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie stood taut, his eyes stabbed at Xiao Xingyu.

Zhang Moyan remembered that when the general manager of the auction company went to communicate with Xiao Xingyu just now, he was the first person he looked for. This person should be the current collector of this lotus wash.

A cold wind blew across the venue.

The general manager of the auction company ran from the stage to Xiao Xingyu, his voice trembling: "Mr. Xiao, are you leaving now? This, this may cause unnecessary misunderstandings!"

"Oh, I still have something to do." Xiao Xingyu said lightly.

"What's the matter!" The collector's face turned ashen: "You can leave after reading it. Do you know what adverse effects it will have on this collection?"

Xiao Xingyu turned his head and looked at the collector across a dozen rows of seats.

The collector angrily pointed at Xiao Xingyu: "I can accuse you of deliberately influencing the auction process, and you must bear legal responsibility! I don't care where you are an expert consultant, and today I must not sit idly by your behavior that damages the reputation of famous porcelain. , you can't just leave!"

As he said that, he pointed at the door for a while: "Where is the security? Where is the security?! Keep the door well, and you must not let this person who is deliberately disrupting the situation run out!"

Security was overwhelmed.

Xiao Xingyu stared at the collector for a while, then smiled briefly: "Sir, don't you intend to forcefully buy and sell the more than [-] million objects? Buying antiques is about the eye, not the name of the porcelain. It doesn't matter, I just watched it and didn't like it, so I won't participate in the following process. Can't you?"

"You..." The collector was about to rush out in a rage, and a middle-aged lady who looked like an expert stood up beside him, and managed to comfort him to sit down.

Many people on the workbench couldn't sit still, and there was a lot of discussion, pointing at Xiao Xingyu.

The female expert turned around and walked out of the queue, walked to Xiao Xingyu, and said cheerfully: "Xingyu, it's been a long time, I'm glad to see you! Let me tell you the truth, it's not safe for you to leave everyone like this, you just now Can you tell me what is missing?"

It seems that this well-spoken female expert and Xiao Xingyu have known each other before.

Xiao Xingyu still gave face, paused a little, as if considering a reason in his mind, and finally said: "Yes, feel it!"

The female expert stopped with an earnest look.

This sincere perfunctory, anyone who listens to it will feel that there is something in this sentence, but it is just because the scene is inconvenient to say.

There was a lot of speculation at the scene, and the rich man who had previously quoted 2.5 million was so nervous that he immediately shouted: "Hey, hey, I can't calculate the price I just quoted, so let's figure it out!"

The female expert stood in embarrassment for a while, and said earnestly: "Xingyu, as you are, every move will be magnified and interpreted by others. If you see something today, you might as well say it directly. Many professionals are present here. We can Let’s discuss together. In the antique industry, the real is true, the false is false, and the truth becomes clearer and clearer!”

The female expert made a reasonable statement, and the general manager of the auction company nodded: "Yes, yes! Teacher Xiao, you can't just leave!"

Many experts and experts also followed the request.

"Is he Xiao Guotao's grandson?"

In the humming, an expert from nowhere made a bad tone.

Xiao Xingyu heard it, turned his head high, and his eyes fell on the man: "Is something wrong?"

The expert smiled yin and yang: "Isn't the mission of your ancestors to re-fire the celadon glazed porcelain of the official kilns of the Northern Song Dynasty? Why did you change your career and start an antique appraisal?"

As soon as the expert spoke, there was a local turtle buyer right next to him and pretended to understand: "It turned out to be an antique porcelain, is it okay to be a monk in the middle of the road?"

"I heard that the Xiao family has been doing celadon glazed porcelain for hundreds of years, and I still haven't figured it out! I don't think it's a waste of time for generations!"

"Not only the Xiao family, but also the Geng family in Hangzhou, who studied azure glazed porcelain with a single rib, but couldn't get it out."

"I heard that these two families have been competing for hundreds of years. Since the Song Dynasty, it has been a competition to see who can burn the sky blue first. I don't know if it is true or not."

"That's right, these two families are fools! What's wrong with having this energy?"

Xiao Xingyu's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his face gradually became less good.

At this time, an old expert came out and said to Xiao Xingyu with a sympathetic expression: "We understand your Xiao family's preference for azure glazed porcelain. You sang this today just to keep the transaction record of azure glazed porcelain. I'm afraid that the secret color porcelain has surpassed the status of celestial glazed porcelain in high ancient porcelain."

"Is it such a sinister purpose?!" The collector almost jumped up when he heard the words, "The value of antiques is determined by the market, how can you intervene in this way?! Your Xiao family is also an ancient and famous family in the industry. No one deserves a word of admiration for celadon. But I didn’t expect that the family style would be so unscrupulous to achieve the goal... You said, did Xiao Guotao ask you to come today?!”

Xiao Xingyu's eyes wrinkled, staring at the collector like a needle, and Yu Han warned: "Speak with respect, will you?!"

Then, he cast a disdainful glance at the self-righteous old expert, and said in a lazy and loud voice: "The Northern Song Dynasty official kiln celadon glazed porcelain is the pinnacle of human celadon manufacturing technology recognized by the world, do you need me to justify its name? "

The whole place was silent and no one objected.

Zhang Moyan suddenly felt a pain in her arm, and it was Jin Xueyang who caught her.

She was speechless.

I still remember the last time Jin Xueyang was like this, when they were still in college, they went to see the school grass first brother play basketball together.That day, one brother, Sa Shuai, shot all kinds of dunks and three-pointers, and Jin Xueyang pinched her arm with blue spots on the left and right.

Back then, Jin Xueyang had never seen a few handsome men and beauties, so it was easier for him to do this.After graduation, he engaged in entertainment news, and gradually became more knowledgeable. His aesthetics also reached the height of Mount Everest, and his heart became calm. It has been a long time since no one let him show his true feelings.

"Arrogant, too arrogant!" Several guests stared and shook their heads, "Why does the celadon glaze look like his home!"

"Where is this young man an expert, why haven't I heard of it?"

"Xiao's family? I've only heard of Xiao Guotao, the rest of the people, heh, what's the difference between them and the pottery merchants?"

……

The female expert was also very embarrassed at this time, and took a step back to smooth things out: "Xingyu, let's do it, now to put it bluntly, everyone is just worried that you have doubts about this lotus wash, so you don't need to say anything else, just say whether it is Secret color porcelain will do."

At this moment, Xiao Xingyu has slightly calmed his eyebrows.

He glanced at the few people in the Xiao family who were talking about the Xiao family just now, and said, "Am I not obvious enough? If I say it, it's not—"

He raised his eyes with a cool look, "Is it unnecessary to capture Meng Huo?"

Just nine words.

It fully explains what is white and black!
As soon as these hidden words fell, it was like an atomic bomb was dropped on the scene, a chain reaction exploded in the gorgeous hall, and the chaotic discussion was about to lift the roof.

Although Xiao Xingyu's words were a bit rude before, he didn't take any disrespect. Now that he said it, his edge was quite explicit.

It can be seen from his expression and tone that he suddenly made up his mind.

"I rely on me, rely on me..." Jin Xueyang shook Zhang Moyan's right arm wildly, and almost knelt down to sing "Conquer".

Zhang Moyan pulled his arms out of his clutches and said to him with his mouth: "Enough, enough."

The collector finally exploded, throwing off his seat and threw himself in front of Xiao Xingyu, his finger was about to poke his face: "What do you mean by that?! This lotus wash has a full set of international authoritative appraisal reports, what are you doing? Experts, don't try to discredit it here as something that is not ancient!"

Many people in the guest seats and on the workbench also came after they were worried about the accident.

All the spectators did not sit in place, and the tide came over and surrounded Xiao Xingyu.

The noise in the venue gradually subsided, and over the crowded crowd, it seemed like an invisible giant knife was pressing down on Xiao Xingyu.

"Did I say it's not ancient?" Xiao Xingyu tilted his head very slowly, and his sideways motion pulled out a very sexy neckline.

This action is extremely slow and confusing, and it looks extremely awkward. It is tantamount to a provocative return kill, creating a sense of tit-for-tat oppression in the empty venue.

Zhang Moyan felt another tug on her wrist, she frowned, knowing that Jin Xueyang must have been killed by this evil and charming tilted head.

It's true that his grab made her heart skip a beat!
With one hand in his pocket, Xiao Xingyu stands tall with a pine shape, and his fierce and powerful temperament is completely different from his peers who have either been elegant or sour.

To be honest, Zhang Moyan had never seen an expert with such a temperament.

Indeed, very different.

Xiao Xingyu said that it was not ancient, and the entire camp of the collectors was stunned, looking at each other, and the expressions on their faces could not be touched.

In the end, it was the female expert who spoke up: "Xingyu, then... what did you mean by that?"

Xiao Xingyu turned his head to look at the bulletproof glass cabinet on the table, and said, "It's true that the object is from the mid-Tang Dynasty, but it's not secret-color porcelain."

(End of this chapter)