God Level Golden Eye

"Impossible."

"This is amazing, isn't it?!"

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"You can tell which antique is fake at a glance?!"

"Is the legend true?!"

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"It should be true!"

"Elder Zhu Deyuan and Zhu stood next to him, without saying a word, he clearly believed in Song Yun's judgment!"

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"Have you noticed the expression on Mr. Xie Feng's face?"

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"fantastic!"

"Exciting? I think it's almost crying, right?"

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The staff of the auction company just together saw more and more antiques placed on a table. The expressions on their faces were very rich. Some people believed that some people did not believe it, some were shocked and some admired. And foot.

"Mr. Song Yunsong, can it be said that there are still fake antiques in it?"

Xie Feng looked at the remaining hundreds of antiques. He now felt that his feet were soft and he didn't move much, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans. Song Yun found it. There are already more than 50 fake antiques. If you continue to find 10, 8 or even more than 20, there is no problem at all. This is a very scary thing.

"It's not surprising to find a hundred fake antiques out of thousands of antiques."

Zhu Deyuan glanced at Xie Feng and shook his head gently. It is normal for the antiques collected by the auction company to be mixed with some fake things.

"Old Zhu, it is correct to say that, but seeing more and more fake things, my little heart can't stand it. If this continues, I think it will definitely explode!"

Xie Feng smiled bitterly. To be honest, he was very calm at the beginning, but seeing Song Yun look at one and look again, and find another, his heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and he feels like being cruelly handed. He was out of breath as if pinching his neck hard.

Song Yun ignored Xie Feng and looked at all the remaining hundreds of antiques in one go. This time, the hit rate was even higher, and more than 30 fake antiques were found.

Xie Feng glanced at the long table full of fake antiques. There were close to 100 fake antiques. His mood was very complicated. He didn't know how to describe it. On the bright side, of course, these fake antiques were selected and avoided before auction Follow-up troubles, but on the other hand, it can be seen that the auction company’s appraisal has a big problem, or the auction company’s existing appraisers are not good enough to accept so many fake antiques. I don’t even know. .

Song Yun clapped his hands, turned around and left the auction company. He had already done his business and there was no need to stay here.

Xie Feng was in a very bad mood, and after a few polite words, he asked Han Xue to send Song Yun out instead of herself.

parking lot.

When Song Yun got into the car, Han Xue handed a check. Without looking at it, she stuffed it into her pocket and left.

When Han Xue saw Song Yun's car had left the parking lot, she turned around and ran towards the elevator in a hurry. She knew that Xie Feng was waiting for her next auction company would definitely have a storm.

Auction company.

Xie Feng's office.

Zhu Deyuan sat on the sofa slowly drinking tea, Xie Feng sat on the other end, his brows tightened, as if he was in great trouble, in fact he was in great trouble.

Zhu Deyuan glanced at Xie Feng and knew what was going on.

"Mr. Xie, this kind of thing is normal."

"It is impossible to ask the appraisers of the company to make no mistakes!"

Zhu Deyuan talked about it and decided to comfort Xie Feng.

"I know it's normal to look at it, but this time there are too many antiques, right?!"

When Xie Feng spoke, his tone was very stiff and his mood was very bad.

When Zhu Deyuan heard Xie Feng say this, he sighed.

"Mr. Xie, in fact, this time it was only because Song Yun came to check for us that we discovered so many fake antiques. If we did not invite Song Yun, maybe no one would have discovered the antiques we were going to auction. There are fake things inside."

Zhu Deyuan is no longer responsible for the appraisal of the antiques of the auction company. He is only acting as a consultant. Simply put, the appraiser of the auction company feels that an antique is undecided, so he will appraise it. It didn’t matter at all, but he knew that something like this happened. It’s not surprising at all. The appraiser hired by the auction house is actually an ordinary employee. It’s impossible for a real master to do such a job. It is easy to cause problems in antique identification directly.

Xie Feng opened his mouth and suddenly realized that he didn't know what to say. Zhu Deyuan's meaning was actually very simple. It was that there was a problem before, but I didn't find it, but it didn't mean that there was no fake antique.

Xie Feng knew that what Zhu Deyuan said was not wrong at all. This is the case. None of the antiques auctioned by the auction house can guarantee 100% authenticity. This is the root cause.