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Those who can enter this are either rich or expensive.

Although Wang Hao was wearing tens of thousands of clothes, he was stunned by the smell of stalls. Walking among this group of celebrities, gentlemen, ladies and celebrities, it is quite funny.

The eyes they looked at Wang Hao were full of surprise and disdain.

"Who is this person, how did he get in?"

"What's going on with the security guard at the door, why are even cats and dogs allowed into the clubhouse. ”

"That's it, if it gets out. Isn't it an insult to my noble status?"

Some noble ladies and celebrities also subconsciously kept a certain distance from Wang Hao, looking at him with disgust and disdain. I am afraid that this alternative soil bun will approach and tarnish their noble temperament.

Chen Xuan, who was changing cups with other rich sons, frowned when he saw Wang Hao walking in.

"Hehe, I didn't expect him to come too!"

A rich boy followed Chen Xuan's line of sight and asked, "Xuan Shao, do you know that person?"

Chen Xuan snorted disdainfully: "Hmph, the little security guard of the international Allure City, just a watchdog!"

"Du Shao, Li Shao, I'll deal with some personal matters!"

As he spoke, Chen Xuan walked over to Wang Hao quickly, with a sarcastic smile on his face, and said coldly: "Wang Hao, you don't pee and take pictures, what is your identity, and you deserve to come here?"

Wang Hao rubbed the tip of his nose and said, "Oh, it turns out that when Xuan Shao went out, he deliberately peed to take a photo, what is his identity?

Hearing Wang Hao's words, even Chen Xuan, who has always regarded himself as a gentleman, couldn't help but be furious: "Damn, you ......"

Wang Hao rubbed the tip of his nose, smiled coldly, and said, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern!"

Out of the corner of Chen Xuan's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Wang Hao holding a pair of calligraphy and paintings and an antique vase in his hand, and immediately squeezed out a sneer from between his teeth: "Hehe, just a dirt bun like you, and you are still engaged in antique calligraphy and painting, do you know how the word "shameful" is written?"

Not to be outdone, Wang Hao sneered: "Xuan Shao, art is not divided into high and low. I advise you not to speak, lest you expose your vulgarity and ignorance with one mouth!"

Chen Xuan heard Wang Hao scolding him for being ignorant, and couldn't help but be angry: "Hehe, you actually say that I am ignorant. Although my Chen Xuan's level of appreciating art has not yet reached the point of entering the house like Master Ye Yuntong, it can be regarded as a small achievement. It's ridiculous that if you don't get two fakes, you feel that you can be elegant and enter the upper class!"

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows, gently raised the vase and calligraphy and painting in his hand, and asked, "Fake, do you mean that the thing in my hand is a fake?"

Chen Xuan snorted indignantly: "Hmph, even if you are still a little self-aware, you know that what you have in your hand is a fake!"

Wang Hao's eyes rolled back and forth, and said, "Xuan Shao, then let's make a bet, right?"

Chen Xuan's expression was stunned, and he asked casually, "What are you betting on?"

Wang Hao raised the blue and white porcelain vase in his hand and the splashed ink painting, and said, "Just bet on whether the calligraphy and painting and vase in my hand are genuine or fake?"

Chen Xuan was also refreshed, and responded directly: "Okay, I'll bet with you." I don't believe that you can still get a genuine product with a dirt bun like you. By the way, what's the stake?"

Wang Hao smiled indifferently and said, "Seeing that Xuan Shao is rich and generous, how about betting a million in cash?"

Chen Xuan looked at Wang Hao like a fool, and sneered: "Wang Hao, do you have 1 million, don't lose when the time comes, you have to be a duck and sell meat to pay off your debts!"

The other rich families also laughed out loud and echoed: "Haha, haha, with his figure, there will definitely be many rich women who like it!"

Wang Hao shook his head with a smile, took out two transfer checks from his pocket, shook them twice in front of Chen Xuan, and said, "Don't worry about Lao Xuan, I really have 1 million!"

Chen Xuan couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Wang Hao directly take out a check for 1 million, smiled coldly, and questioned: "Your transfer check can't be fake, right? I heard that counterfeiters are rampant now, spending 50 yuan on the street, what degree certificates, seals, invoices, all can be made!"

Wang Hao's expression was calm, and he smiled indifferently: "Real gold is not afraid of fire refining, whether it is true or false, you will know it when you check it!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body slowly walked over, smiled kindly, and said: "The contemptible person is the deputy general manager of Donghua Bank, Liu Zhiyang, I can see the authenticity of the check." However, this little brother, I have to remind you in advance that according to the provisions of the Chinese Criminal Law, check fraud can be a financial crime, and in serious cases, it will be sentenced to prison!"

Hearing Liu Zhiyang's words, Chen Xuan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Haha, Wang Hao, do you hear, check fraud is a financial crime and is punishable." Don't pretend to be B and go into the bureau to pick up soap!"

Wang Hao's expression was still the same, without the slightest wave, and he handed the two checks to Liu Zhiyang casually.

"There's Manager Lao Liu!"

Liu Zhiyang nodded politely, took a closer look at the check, and said: "The anti-counterfeiting logo and number on it are all real, and they can be circulated and used in the market!"

After listening to Liu Zhiyang's words, Chen Xuan's smug face just now darkened in an instant, and he snorted disdainfully, "Hmph, Wang Hao, you have to save this million for ten years to save enough, right?

Wang Hao was a little angry, and shouted angrily: "This is my business, you don't have a half-dime relationship with Xuan Shao, right?

Chen Xuan glared at Wang Hao angrily, and responded very decisively: "Hmph, bet on it, why don't you dare?"

At this moment, Ye Yuntong and several well-dressed old men walked over, talking and laughing.

When those rich sons, gentlemen and ladies saw the visitor, they couldn't help but be in awe, and they stepped forward to say hello.

However, Ye Yuntong and a few old men just greeted them with a polite smile, and did not stop at all, but went straight to Wang Hao.

Ye Yuntong took a step forward, pointed at Wang Hao and introduced: "Old Zhou, Old Zhang, this is the Wang Hao I mentioned to you just now, Mr. Wang!"

After introducing Wang Hao, Ye Yuntong introduced these two well-dressed old men: "Wang Hao, these two are well-known antique art masters at home and abroad, and they are also my teachers. Zhou Lao, the former vice president of the Palace Museum, and Zhang Lao, a tenured professor of the Department of Archaeology of Yenching University!"

The old man, who was called Old Zhou, nodded with a smile and said, "Wang Hao Xiaoyou, listen to Yuntong, you have Xu Qingteng's original ink paintings, and the old man has loved his poems and paintings all his life, can you let me appreciate one or two?"

(To be continued.) )