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Chapter 10 Increase the bet (fourth update)
As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was silent for a moment.

Things seem to be turning around.

Song De and Lin Xiuqin looked at Li Xuehong eagerly.

However, when he glanced at Qin Fan, his eyes were still ugly.

"Don't play tricks, this pillow is 400 million, plus a bet of 100 million, 500 million, transfer it to me immediately."

Boss Wang came up to grab Qin Fan, Qin Fan glanced at him coldly, waved his hand lightly, Boss Wang's chubby body was immediately pushed away.

Before he could stand still, Boss Wang had already yelled away: "Hey, you're still going to renege on your debt, aren't you? Everyone surround him and don't let him run away."

However, no one echoed him.

Because Qin Fan didn't even move, let alone run away.

Li Xuehong squatted on the ground, took out the magnifying glass, and observed carefully, but was secretly annoyed in his heart, and his intuition told him that he might have punched his eyes today.

Drilling eyes is an exclusive term in the antique world, which refers to seeing something wrong.

For a person of Taishan Beidou level, it is quite embarrassing to punch eyes.

"Old Li, don't look at it. This pillow is absolutely fine. Anyway, I have decades of eyesight, so I still have this confidence."

Boss Wang was a little impatient.

Qin Fan smiled slightly, noncommittal.

This scene happened to be captured by Boss Wang, who immediately became furious: "What do you mean? You are a son-in-law who comes to visit, what right do you have to be self-righteous!"

Qin Fan stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Whether there is, we will see in a while."

"Okay, you just wait to be slapped in the face." Boss Wang exaggeratedly spat on the ground.

Qin Fan frowned slightly, and suddenly said: "Since Boss Wang is so confident, how about we play a bigger bet?"

"Play bigger? How much are you going to play!"

"Not too much, not too much, just add 900 million, just make up a whole number." Qin Fan took time off.

Boss Wang couldn't help hissing when he heard the words.

100 million plus 900 million, that's a full 1000 million!
1000 million has almost reached the upper limit of his liquidity!

If you lose, the consequences will be very serious.

Originally, he was full of confidence, but Qin Fan was too calm, so calm that he suspected that his judgment might be wrong.

Could it be that this sleeping pillow is really a fake?
Tangled in his heart, Boss Wang's face was cloudy and uncertain. He didn't dare to make this decision.

Qin Fan laughed mockingly: "What's the matter, Boss Wang is afraid to play anymore?"

"Don't dare? Hehe, there is nothing I dare not play." Boss Wang rolled his eyes and showed a sly smile, "It's just that I don't believe you. Unless the people of the Song family are willing to vouch for it."

After finishing speaking, he glanced triumphantly at the three members of the Song family. He was sure that no one would vouch for a son-in-law who came to visit him!
1000 million is not a small amount, and the Song family's assets are estimated to be so much. Once they lose, the Song family will go bankrupt!

Sure enough, the three of the Song family remained silent.

The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing, Boss Wang was very proud, and was about to continue mocking Qin Fan.

At this moment, Song Wanyu said: "Our Song family is willing to guarantee."

Qin Fan was slightly surprised, and couldn't help but look at Song Wanyu.

As if sensing his gaze, Song Wanyu snorted softly.

On the other side, Boss Wang's complacent expression froze instantly on his face.

He didn't want to gamble at first, so he kicked the ball to the Song family, but he didn't expect someone from the Song family to guarantee Qin Fan.

Instead of kicking the ball away, it bounced back.

At this moment, he was already on the verge of riding a tiger, so he could only say with a cold face: "Niece Song really dares to take responsibility. If that's the case, let's settle down and make a bet of 1000 million. If you lose, you will not only give me 1000 million, but also give me 400 million. Compensation for [-] million sleeping pillows."

"Deal!" Song Wanyu said concisely, "However, I don't believe you either..."

"My niece Song's words are a bit inappropriate. I, Mr. Wang, have been in Antique Street for decades, so would I renege on my debt?" Boss Wang's face was a little ugly.

Song Wanyu smiled faintly, "Who knows!"

One sentence almost made Boss Wang vomit blood in anger.

Before he could fight back, Song Wanyu had already taken a pen and ink pad from the store, first wrote a note, stamped it with her fingerprint, and then handed Boss Wang a piece of paper.

"Uncle Wang, you write one too." Song Wanyu smiled half a smile.

Boss Wang let out a cold snort from his nostrils, and wrote a copy of it with a dark face.

Song Wanyu handed the two IOUs to Li Xuehong and clapped her hands.

Seeing Song Wanyu finish all this, a smile appeared on the corner of Qin Fan's mouth.

Can't tell, this woman is actually the one who cheats people to death!
The bet suddenly increased to 1000 million, and after a brief eruption, the crowd subconsciously fell silent.

Everyone is waiting for Li Xuehong to reveal the answer.

The atmosphere is quiet and depressing.

Just when everyone was having difficulty breathing, Li Xuehong, who had been squatting all this time, suddenly stood up.

"Old Li, how are you doing?" Boss Wang hurried forward and asked.

Li Xuehong was ashamed and sighed: "It really is the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead."

Boss Wang's forehead was sweating: "Old Li, don't sigh, is this pillow real or fake?"

Li Xuehong didn't answer, but went straight to Qin Fan and bowed in front of everyone.

"Mr. Li has been engaged in antique appraisal all his life, and he thinks he is very proficient. Only today did he realize that he is far from being proficient. Please don't take the arrogant words before, my little brother."

As soon as these words came out, it was equivalent to admitting that he had punched his eyes.

"What does Mr. Li mean, is this pillow really a fake?"

"Your comprehension is really poor. You have said everything so clearly."

"It's a shocking reversal, wonderful!"

"..."

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Boss Wang was stunned for a moment.

Song De's face was flushed with excitement, and Lin Xiuqin grabbed her husband's hand nervously, with a smile on her face.

Song Wanyu's face was calm and no waves could be seen, but the joyful light in her eyes had fully expressed her mood.

Subconsciously looking at Qin Fan, he saw Qin Fan looking at him, and even blinked frivolously.

"Asshole!" Song Wanyu snorted softly.

Suddenly, Boss Wang said loudly: "Mr. Li, you have made it clear. You believed that the sleeping pillow was true before, but now you say it is false. Which one do you want me to listen to?"

Obviously, he was already planning to renege on his debt.

Li Xuehong explained: "From the appearance, I really didn't find any problems. But after this little brother smashed the sleeping pillow, I found that the clay embryo inside was rough in workmanship, and it was definitely not porcelain produced by JDZ."

"Even if it's not JDZ's porcelain, at least it's from the Song Dynasty. 200 million is still worth it..."

"Not only is this sleeping pillow not from the Song Dynasty, it was produced in less than a month."

"what!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Boss Wang, but even Song De was surprised.

"Old Li, is this a big joke?"

After being dazed for a while, Boss Wang said in a deep voice, his voice was a little hoarse under the ups and downs.

(End of this chapter)