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Chapter 6 There are merits and virtues in the account

"good."

Su Haoran agreed readily, and with the words "good" exit, the entire business department became quiet.

Everyone wants to see how this new deputy manager competes with the fierce beauty.

However, Su Haoran's next actions shocked everyone's chins.

Snap!

A half-foot-high porcelain bottle was thrown to the ground by Su Haoran, and the broken porcelain pieces were sprinkled on Su Haoran's feet.

"Bastard, this is the old lottery in the late Ming Dynasty. Although it is not an official cellar, it is worth more than 200,000 yuan. You..."

A slightly fat salesman rushed forward, pointed at Su Haoran's nose and shouted: "I have collected this old color porcelain. Some buyers have already bid to subscribe. My commission will reach 4,000 yuan. You can pay me a lot."

The others also glared at Su Haoran to see how he would explain.

Su Haoran said calmly: "There is a famous antique master in China named Shen Yuan. He is best at imitation porcelain. I heard that one of his imitation blue and white porcelain was collected by the Western Empire Museum of the Great Britain and later became the biggest joke in the Western collection circle."

Listening to Su Haoran's words, the entire business department became quiet again.

Shen Yuan’s reputation in the Chinese antique circle is greater than that of many treasure appraisers, because many masters cannot identify the authenticity of the antiques he imitated.

Su Haoran said again: "But Shen Yuan is too self-proclaimed and likes to leave his name in his imitation works. Sometimes he leaves his name in the glaze stripes, and sometimes he carves his name inside the porcelain."

Speaking of this, Su Haoran picked up a piece of debris and handed it to the fat salesman.

"Shen!"

The fat salesman's face instantly looked big, and there was indeed a finely engraved word Shen in this fragment.

"Oh my God! This old colored bottle is indeed fake!"

"I didn't expect that we were all wrong, but we didn't blame us. It was Shen Yuan's imitation, so it was normal for us to not see it."

"But... Deputy Manager Su saw that his treasure appraisal ability..."

With just the identification of an old color bottle, Su Haoran's impression in the minds of all salesmen instantly reversed.

The contempt on Chu Yu's face disappeared a little at this time. She had to admit that even she always thought that this old color bottle was genuine.

Hollo!

Immediately afterwards, Su Haoran tore a pair of letters in half and threw them on the ground.

"Why are you so reckless!"

Then, a very simple and cute female salesperson with acne on her forehead rushed forward angrily and said with a flat mouth: "This is Mr. Gu Minfang's "Cuishan Little Inscription", which is worth more than 180,000 yuan. You pay me."

"Fake!"

Su Haoran said without hesitation: "Look at the paper pattern torn on the copybook. The paper is made of smoked yellow and old, but the paper pattern is white pulp and slag-free. It means that this is not paper made of old workshops, but paper made of modern craftsmanship."

"This..." The female salesperson instinctively picked up the sticker, and after seeing the paper pattern, her face turned pale instantly.

"It's true that Mr. Gu Minfang was a calligrapher two hundred years ago. At that time, there shouldn't be such paper."

"Xiaowen's customer will come to sign a contract to buy this copybook tomorrow. Fortunately, I found it was a fake today."

"It seems that our deputy manager, the treasure appraisal ability is really terrible, I'm convinced."

Su Haoran quickly found two fakes and had conquered most of the employees in the business department.

This also made Su Haoran feel very satisfied. "Tonggu Treasure Appraisal Art" not only allowed him to master infinite treasure appraisal knowledge, but also a chronicle of the earth, allowing Su Haoran to master more truths in the world that ordinary people do not know.

The female salesman named Xiaowen looked at Su Haoran at this time and looked a little confused. She held the two halves of words and said with a red face: "Deputy Manager, thank you. My customer will come to buy copybooks tomorrow and sign an after-sales betting agreement with me. If he finds that this is a fake in the future, I will have to compensate ten times the compensation. It is you who saved me. In the future, Xiaowen wants to learn more from Manager Su."

"Ding! The owner identified fake cultural relics to avoid financial damage to colleagues. He calculated one star of merit and could exchange any secular skills. Is it redeemed?"

Hey! I have merits again!

Su Haoran was in a good mood and did not immediately exchange his skills. Instead, he patted Xiaowen on the shoulder and said kindly: "If you have time in the future, I can teach you that in our industry, you will inevitably receive fakes, so don't take it too seriously."

Such a heartwarming sentence made Su Haoran's appearance in the hearts of everyone in the business department suddenly become taller.

Afterwards, Su Haoran continued to appraise treasures. Among the nearly 100 collections, he found more than 40 fakes. Every time he found one, he would point out where the fake was fake, which was reasonable and well-founded.

Su Haoran uses the Heavenly Eye Pass

With the skills of treasure appraisal, we have definitely reached the level of a top treasure appraisal master.

Su Haoran, who had walked around in front of the array cabinet, his eyes fell on Chu Yu again and asked casually: "Chu Yu, my business ability has been demonstrated, it's your turn."

"I!"

Chu Yu's pretty face turned red with anger and said hesitantly: "I, me, how can I have the chance to show it?"

Su Haoran sneered: "I also left you a piece of goose. Do you not see it or do you not want to say it?"

"One more?" Chu Yu's pupils suddenly expanded.

All the other salesmen had wonderful expressions, and they looked at Su Haoran and Chu Yu at the moment.

Su Haoran said again: "If you can't find it, does it prove that you lost?"

"Okay, which other piece of geese is said to be?" Chu Yu asked guiltily, tilting his little head.

Su Haoran looked at Chu Yu and did not answer immediately, but asked back: "If I say it, would you be willing to admit defeat?"

Chu Yu took a deep breath, and his chest suddenly reached its peak, looking extremely nervous.

"If you are right, I'm willing to accept the loss." After hesitating for a while, Chu Yu nodded.

Su Haoran raised his hand and pointed to the "Nine Summer Pine Wind Picture" and said, "I remember, you said that this was the painting taken by your apprentice, and he said it was worth three million, haha..."

"impossible!"

Chu Yu seemed to be stimulated and interrupted Su Haoran impulsively, "Su Haoran, you are despicable and shameless!"

Su Haoran sneered: "Why, I'm saying that it's sore, are you going to make a fuss?"

"Deputy Manager, this is not the case. Please don't stimulate Manager Chu."

"Deputy Manager, it turns out that your position is Jia Bo, the apprentice of Manager Chu. We received a notice yesterday that you will be the deputy manager, so Jia Bo resigned. Please understand Manager Chu's mood."

"Even Mr. Feng, the only treasure appraiser in Ningzhou, has seen this painting. It is definitely the authentic one. Deputy Manager. Don't talk about this painting."

The other salesmen quickly spoke to Su Haoran, and then Su Haoran understood why Chu Yu rejected him so much.

Jia Bo!

Su Haoran remembered this name and had a premonition that Jia Bo was definitely not just Chu Yu's apprentice.

But even though he knew what was going on, Su Haoran had no intention of just letting go.
Chapter completed!
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