Ninety-nine: Pit
"Bills signed? Bills signed?" Yang Neng recited a few words in a low voice.
After taking two bills, I saw that the last column of the bill said: The signature of the bottom of the bill is Xuande of the Ming Dynasty, which is consistent with the bill column. The handwriting changes are invalid, and this store is not responsible.
Yang Neng put down the bill, took the item from the old man carefully, turned it over and looked at the signature: Xuande of the Ming Dynasty.
"No problem?" Yang Neng said.
"Haha, Mr. Yang, you have this one to take, it's a fake. Of course there is no problem. Look at this again, right?" This time the old man who spoke was the appraisal.
Yang Neng looked at the other one, a little confused. He looked exactly the same from the appearance, body glaze, size, and color, and there was no inappropriateness. However, when he looked at the bottom of the bowl, the signature was two more words: made in the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty.
Yang Ming felt a little confused. What's wrong with these two words? Is there any problem with Xuandejia, the Ming Dynasty, without adding the annual system? In this way, he turned his gaze to the old man.
"Old Yang, have a cup of tea first. Seeing that your old lady is busy, you have never dared to say hello. Don't mind." The man was speaking, and he cut off the topic that should have continued.
Old Yang took the teacup and glanced at the madman a few times, then cursed angrily: "It's you, a crazy guy, why did you cut your hair? If you don't shout, I really didn't notice that you are old and have been busy. Why are you here?"
"My friend's store, this is Qiu Han, my childhood friend! I didn't expect you to come with your parents or children?" The madman said the truth. When the staff came, he and Qiu Han had never gotten out of the car. Qiangzi brought in. When he called to meet with the expert, he just said to Mr. Yang's assistant: "There are treasures in the antique city!" It seems that the experts who are engaged in cultural relics appraisal cannot hear the word treasures. Fortunately, they did not disappoint him, and they would not have saliva death if they turned around and caught themselves.
"Great young man!" Mr. Yang gave Qiu Han a very good review.
Qiu Han smiled and replied, "Old Yang is too rewarded, please trouble you!"
"Hey, no trouble, thank you for wanting it. This baby can't see even if he has money. If you can see it, you will have no regrets in this life, haha!"
The scene became one-sided, so naturally some people were unhappy. Wu Shan had long been impatient. Why? Do you recognize relatives here or do you make a plan?
"Is it tender or not? It's off topic!" His voice was very cold, and he was still not standard Mandarin, but he actually knew the word off topic?
Have you off topic? Of course not!
"Mr. Xiao Yang, you heard that Yang is a famous artist. We will say hello only after the work is completed. You won't have any ideas, right?" Qiu Han said this to tell him why they didn't dig a hole or make a cage for you, and then the other side was
The staff of Jiangcheng Live can keep recording!
"I just want to know the answer." Yang Neng looked at Qiu Han with expectant eyes, and then looked at Mr. Yang, who had the same surname as him. It has been more than a day or two for helping the boss to deal with it. Naturally, there is no need to doubt the name of Mr. Yang, and he still has some understanding of the famous Jiangcheng master and treasure appraisal master, Yang is not.
Mr. Yang coughed lightly: "Young man, you can see by comparing it. The two signatures are different. If you don't have two words, it's a slight mistake, and it's a huge difference."
Then he said: "The original one on the bottom of the Ming Dynasty Xuande period is made in six-character regular script, which is made in double rows. The fake one is the Ming Dynasty Xuande, and the styles are different. You may not be able to see it with the naked eye. There are huge differences under the magnifying glass. The six-character style is purely hand-carved seal, and the four-character characters are carved by computers. Come, come, come, look at it yourself!" After saying that, Mr. Yang handed over the traditional magnifying glass.
After Yang Neng picked it up, he looked carefully and it was different. Seeing this, he seemed to have thought of something? This idea made him suddenly feel powerless and frightened. This was a conspiracy!
But why did the boss do this? He has been following the boss for many years, and he can't figure it out. Perhaps, maybe the man in front of him can give the answer he wants.
Before Yang Neng asked, Qiu Han said directly: "The time on the ticket shows that you completed the transaction at 5:16 pm yesterday. The time for organically placing the receipt, have you noticed? You only came to return the goods this morning. There will be a lot of things happening in these ten hours, right? Don't I explain it clearly? Why do you bring a foreign guest here? It means double meaning?"
Qiu Han paused and continued: "My friend sold a fake product. As long as he was too late, he would only have a fine and a warning. He was just a sales agent. He had a receipt of three and returned to the supplier. Do you understand? But what about you? It became a reselling cultural relics. Although you are not sure, you will at least check it. Extortion cannot be eliminated, right? And!"
When he said this, Qiu Han deliberately paused. He wanted to see Yang Neng's reaction. He always felt that this matter would not be so simple.
"You bought a fake one, but you took the real one to return the goods. I think there are only two purposes? First, if you bully my friend, he will not agree to you, you can do both soft and hard, and let it blow twice. After all, things really exist. Your foreign friends are guaranteed and can fight! And after the accident, he can be said to be not understanding Chinese cultural relics and has the protection of overseas identity. This can be a big deal. In addition, people who are worried and afraid will not pay attention to too many details, even you are like this, let alone the seller? At the same time, the people you bring explain all this."
"Haha, secondly, your boss is offering a price of 8 million. I can conclude that he must have told you that it will be sold for no less than 6 million. If you succeed, you have two other benefits. That is, you are justified in reselling things of unknown origin in the name of return, without knowing it. Secondly, your boss should pursue a win-win situation. I think maybe you will buy the real return at a low price tomorrow?"
After Qiu Han finished speaking, everyone suddenly realized. Yang Nengze suddenly realized that things were replaced by the boss, but he did not tell them. He always knew that the boss had a deep routine. He had experienced it today. He had done so many times. The authorities were confused. He was not being ticked by the bystanders today, and maybe he was still in the dark, but this abacus was too sensible. Isn’t this cheating me, Yang Neng?
I have to say that Yang Neng is very smart, but what you are cheating these days is your smart people. Who told you to pursue profits and not cheat you? Think about everyone who cheated on pyramid schemes, are there any idiots? Didn’t they also leave for the pursuit of high returns?
Thinking of this, Yang Neng felt that his backbone was chilling. Is this a lie? It turns out that in front of the boss's interests, I am just a pawn and may become a abandoned person at any time. He is a win-win situation, but he resists all the risks. If nothing happens, he makes money. If something happens, he will take the blame. He will definitely run away. Cases like this are not criminal cases, and they will be left alone after a long time.
"I think you should understand it all, Mr. Yang, your frame-up is not valid, but what about blackmail? Wait for jail!" Qiu Han increased the volume behind him, his eyes getting even colder.
After speaking, Qiu Han nodded and signaled to the madman. Mr. Yang and Jiangcheng's live broadcast work was completed. The madman stood up and took everyone away from the antique city temporarily. As for other matters, if the madman is there, he will naturally handle it properly. Qiu Han never worried about this.
Although there is heating in the store in winter, it will not sweat until it is still the same. However, Yang Neng took out a napkin and wiped it on his forehead. His hands holding the paper were still trembling slightly.
"No one can leave today, Qiangzi calls the police!"
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Chapter completed!