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Chapter 8 The Controversy Between the Authenticity and the Fake (Second Update)
A quarter of an hour later, at the door of the Chen's clubhouse.

Chen Wanguan bent over seventy degrees, with a pleasant smile, and the younger brothers behind him also bent over in unison.

In the car, Qin Fan didn't look sideways, turning a blind eye to all this.

In the 5000th year of his lifespan, he changed his cultivation practice nine times. He has encountered more than a thousand storms and waves. In his eyes, this kind of small ostentation is like a child's play.

Song Wanyu, on the other hand, was fidgeting in the driver's seat.

At her level, she received such a big gift from Zhong Hai's richest man for no reason, and it would be a lie to say that she was not panicked.

It wasn't until the car was far away that she felt more at ease.

However, the atmosphere in the car has become a little subtle.

After a long while, Song Wanyu finally couldn't help saying: "Qin Fan, don't you plan to explain it?"

"Explanation?" Qin Fan's thoughts were pulled back, and he immediately shrugged, "You have seen that Xiao Chenzi and I are in a master-student relationship."

"What I want to ask is, Chen Wanguangui is the richest man in Zhong Hai, why did he worship you as his teacher?"

Qin Fan spread his hands and said, "Maybe it's because I'm handsome."

With a "creak", Song Wanyu slammed on the brakes, and the speed of the car dropped suddenly.

She looked at Qin Fan and said seriously, "Can you be more serious."

"Okay, okay, apart from being handsome, being good at kung fu is the most important reason." Qin Fan raised his hand in surrender.

When Song Wanyu heard this, she rolled her eyes and turned her head angrily.

asshole!

This answer is too insincere!

Qin Fan could only smile wryly, looked left and right at his projection on the car window, and murmured, "What do you mean, I'm really handsome."

What responded to him was a sudden speed of 180 horses.

When they got home, before the car stopped, Lin Xiuqin came out in a hurry, it seemed that something had happened.

"Mom, what happened?" Song Wanyu hurriedly asked.

Lin Xiuqin said anxiously: "Your father got into an argument with someone in the antique market, and I'm about to rush over there."

While speaking, she opened the co-pilot's door and saw Qin Fan sitting on it, Lin Xiuqin frowned instinctively and said, "You sit in the back."

"Okay." Qin Fan obediently went to the back seat without hesitation.

Song Wanyu glanced at Qin Fan, seeing that he was cheerful, like a normal person, not at all unhappy because of being driven away, she couldn't help feeling a little guilty in her heart.

Not to mention that Qin Fan cured his father, but just helping solve the crisis in the restaurant, he should be treated better.

However, as soon as I saw this guy's wimpy appearance, I couldn't help but want to bully him.

Shaking her head, Song Wanyu simply didn't want to think about it.

"That..." After a moment of silence, Lin Xiuqin suddenly turned her head and looked at Qin Fan with an uncomfortable expression.

After driving Qin Fan to the back seat, she suddenly remembered that after Qin Fan healed Song De's leg, it seemed inappropriate to treat Qin Fan as before.

However, the words of apology could not be uttered.

"Hurry up and go to the antique shop, the business is important." Qin Fan didn't take it seriously, and resolved the embarrassment with one sentence.

From Song's house to the antique market, it's only a ten-minute drive, and it's there in the blink of an eye.

Song De has set up a special store in the antique market for almost ten years. Because his legs were paralyzed, he stayed there for a long time. Today, as soon as his legs recovered, he came over immediately.

I didn't expect that just now, there was something unpleasant.

The reason is very simple. A young guy came over with a piece of porcelain, saying it was JDZ porcelain from the Song Dynasty. After appraising it, Song De confirmed that it was genuine, and happily offered a price of 200 million.

Just about to make a deal, the owner of the antique shop next door saw him and asked the young man to transfer it to him at a price of 250 million.

The most taboo of a businessman is making trouble with his peers, let alone a deal that has already been confirmed.

So, the two quarreled in the street.

When Qin Fan and others arrived, the entrance of Song De's antique shop was already surrounded by spectators.

Song De blushed, and said angrily: "Everyone is doing business, and they pay attention to first-come-first-served, what do you mean?"

"Buying and selling, you can only buy when you sell. Ask this young man, is he still willing to sell to you now?"

The owner of the antique shop next door is surnamed Wang, with a mustache and a big belly, and he looks determined to win.

The young man looked honest and honest. He shook his head like a rattle after listening to Boss Wang's words: "No, sell this porcelain to Boss Wang."

"Young man, you come to my shop, 250 million cash delivery, I bought this porcelain."

With a proud face, Boss Wang stretched out his hand to take the pillow from the young man.

Song De stretched out his hand to stop it, and said: "I want to order this porcelain, young man, I will add 10, 260 million, how about it?"

The young man had already handed the pillow to Boss Wang, but at this moment he hesitated again.

"I'll also add 10, 270 million." Seeing that the situation was not good, Boss Wang raised the price again.

The market price of this sleeping pillow is at least 400 million, and the price difference can be transferred by more than 100 million. Naturally, he can't let it go easily.

Song De was very angry, and continued to increase the price: "I will offer 300 million!"

"I'll pay 320 million!" Boss Wang was not to be outdone.

The two of you raised the price with each other, and in the end they were already angry.Song De finally stopped talking when Boss Wang raised the price to 400 million.

Boss Wang sneered: "How about it, continue to increase the price if you have the ability?"

"Add it, add it, whoever is afraid, I will add it..." Song De was stimulated, and he didn't care whether he made money or not.

Before the number was spoken, Qin Fan stepped forward and interrupted him: "Boss Wang, I have given you this porcelain, we won't buy it."

"Okay, it's settled like this, you are not allowed to go back on your word!"

"Never regret it, Boss Wang, use it to make a fortune."

Song De stomped his feet anxiously: "Qin Fan..."

Qin Fan whispered a few words in his ear, and Song De's eyes widened immediately, "Impossible, I specially..."

Qin Fan motioned for him not to speak.

Song De shut up according to his words, but his face was skeptical.

Boss Wang, like a defeated general, proudly put the pillow back in the store and swiped the card to transfer money to the young man.

"Brother Song, I'm sorry, I took away your love."

After everything was settled, Boss Wang came to Song De in front of Song De, showing off his might.

Song De snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Qin Fan smiled lightly, and gave Boss Wang a thumbs-up: "Boss Wang is really generous. If you buy a fake for 400 million, you are taking money out of your anger."

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd of onlookers immediately went into an uproar.

"This sleeping pillow is actually a fake?"

"400 million is in vain like this. It is really not easy to be in the antique business."

"That kid may be talking nonsense. Boss Wang has been making antiques for decades. Doesn't he wink?"

"That's right, making antiques. The palm-eye skills are all learned from decades of experience. How old is this kid? I think he's talking nonsense."

The crowd talked a lot, but Boss Wang's face changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)