Chapter 52

He stared at the small identity sign hanging on Zhang Xun's chest, and when he spoke again, he no longer looked angry, but put on a majestic and serious appearance, and asked, "Are you here to exhibit?"

Zhang Xun looked at him and said yes, and then waited and watched.

He had already sensed that Qian Jin's attitude was wrong.

Qian Jin suddenly folded his hands, pretending to be majestic, with a cold face, he took a few steps closer, lowered his head and began to look at the mysterious flower in front of him, and then pointed to the pot of flowers and asked, "You brought this?"

Zhang Xun frowned slightly, still nodding.

"You have a very good face, it's the first time you've come here?" Qian Jin looked around, Zhang Xun was only by his side, which made Qian Jin very satisfied.

"It's the first time I've come, what's the matter?" Zhang Xun asked tentatively.

Qian Jin didn't say anything, just looked at him, and asked, "Aren't you from this city?" ”

It has been nearly five years since Zhang Xun went to the city to study, counting his graduation, but he still hasn't fully adapted to the local accent.

It is not surprising that Qian Jin can hear this.

Zhang Xun was a little dissatisfied: "I have already filled out the form when I came in for specific information, and as for the rest, I don't think I have the obligation to answer you." ”

After a pause, Zhang Xun looked at Qian Jin's big hand stretched out towards the mysterious flower, and said, "Also, please stay away from my flower." ”

Qian Jin paused, snorted, and said in a louder voice: "I don't care what form you fill out, I'm in charge of the exhibition hall, whatever I ask, you just have to answer honestly!"

Zhang Xun was not angry, but calmly pointed out: "You are not a policeman. ”

The meaning of the refusal was very obvious, Zhang Xun instinctively felt that Qian Jin's motives were not pure, and it seemed that it was not simply because the two of them collided with him before, so he was vigilant and did not prepare to reveal more information about himself.

How do you know, as soon as his attitude came out, Qian Jin's voice suddenly rose an octave, and he asked loudly: "Now I'm asking you! What is your attitude? This kind of flower is also brought to the exhibition? You really don't understand anything? Let me tell you, I am investigating the theft now, I think you are very wrong!"

Qian Jin's words suddenly stirred up the flames that had just been extinguished, and the people nearby couldn't help but look at it again.

Qian Jin suddenly turned around again, pointed to a staff member in the crowd, called him over, and then pointed a finger at Zhang Xun and asked, "Who let him in?!"

The staff who was called over was not very old, and he was stunned by such a question, and replied a little blankly: "He has a ticket, according to the regulations, ......"

Qian Jin's face showed anger, and he immediately interrupted him: "The rule is that idle people are not allowed to enter!

"But he has a ticket...... "The staff member argued.

"No, but!" Qian Jin stared at him, his tone was vicious, and the momentum of the leader was raised, like a fierce wolf with rough hair, so frightened that the staff did not dare to get angry, "There are many tickets! Who knows if he stole or picked it up?"

At this time, the movement here was set off again, and the exhibition hall, which had just calmed down, was surging again, and a group of exhibitors and tourists followed the sound.

Zhang Xun's face became ugly, Qian Jin reprimanded the staff, but in fact, he aimed at himself, especially the last sentence, which was like a needle and sharp.

"Manager Qian, what the hell do you mean. Zhang Xun pointed to the identity card on his chest, first glanced at the crowd of onlookers, and then said word by word, "My identity card is here, the registered information is at the door, everything is reasonable and legal, and the ticket is not named, why can't I have it?"

The light in Qian Jinxiao's eyes flashed, his face was as unmoving as a mountain, and he asked:

"Okay, let's not talk about the tickets. ”

He suddenly pointed to Zhang Xun's Night Queen, and said to the crowd that gathered around: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be a certain variety of tulips, I'm not a professional, but I also have eyes, if I'm not mistaken, this variety of tulips is in the merchant exhibition hall over there, there is a family that has this, that is to say, this variety of flowers is currently in mass production, and if you want to sell it, you have to go through orders, and this side ......"

He pointed around and said, "This is a private exhibition hall, and the exhibitors are all rare varieties that are difficult to mass-produce. ”

Qian Jin said, suddenly pointed at Zhang Xun's Night Queen, and asked loudly: "And this pot of yours, from beginning to end, you can't see anything outstanding, whether it is rare or not, whether it is artistic or not, I want to ask, are there people like you who come to the exhibition normally?"

After a pause, he didn't give Zhang Xun a chance to speak, and continued: "Moreover, it's not a person of your status who can afford to engage in flowers, birds, fish and insects, if nothing else, just talk about age, you look at others for yourself, which one of those present is as young as you? It's okay for you to come and see it at your age, but when it comes to exhibiting at the exhibition? Do you think you are qualified? I even suspect that you can't even recognize half of the varieties of flowers here!"

Qian Jin's series of questions were like invisible arrows, making Zhang Xun suddenly the focus of everyone's attention.

In essence, there is no ironclad evidence in this stormy remark, and every sentence is just a one-sided suspicion, however, at this moment, Qian Jin may have been forced by the previous pressure, and his acting skills exploded, and he really succeeded in mobilizing everyone's emotions.

And the light like this is obviously not enough, Qian Jin paused slightly, and the moment he saw Zhang Xun's lips open slightly, he suddenly changed his tone and condensed his voice into a bunch, as if it was a beam of light that penetrated the heavy rain at night, completely illuminating Zhang Xun.

"And there's one more thing I don't understand, just before, not long after the theft broke out, I happened to bump into you when I was on the phone, and I remember that you were in a hurry, and you were almost running, and I wanted to ask you......"

Qian Jin leaned over slightly, like an adult in official clothes in the ancient yamen, bowed his head with a pair of swollen eyes, sandwiched Zhang Xun with his eyelids, and said quietly: "What did you look so flustered about at that time?"

"It won't be...... Be a thief, don't you......"

……

As Qian Jin threw this matter out, the onlookers suddenly let out a noisy sound, obviously, this matter is still not ironclad, but it is enough to make anyone suspicious.

In Zhang Xun's eyes, those eyes that were either doubtful, curious, suspicious, or disgusted converged, really like a beam of yellow-orange-orange lights in the dark night, shining him on the pale wall background, and it was delicate.

At this moment, Zhang Xun had completely understood what Qian Jin's idea was, and it was precisely because he understood that he was even more angry.

Blame and share the responsibility.

Looking at Qian Jin's high-sounding appearance, Zhang Xun even wanted to laugh.

A wave of anger rushed down the spine to the heavenly spirit, and at the same time, Zhang Xun's fists couldn't help but clench, but finally stopped abruptly at the last moment.

Under the spotlight, Zhang Xun blinked his eyes, this time, he closed his eyes very long and opened them very slowly.

A worthy king should never be manipulated by anger.

Qian Jin stared at Zhang Xun with anticipation.

According to his cognition, a young man of Zhang Xun's age is easy to be impulsive when encountering problems, and now he is looking forward to the coming of this impulse, Qian Jin is even ready, if Zhang Xun does something best, he will not hide when the time comes, it will be better to be beaten.

Of course, it is more likely that the young man in front of him is anxious to distinguish, and even scolds him for spitting blood or something, Qian Jin doesn't care about receiving a few words of scolding, as long as he can dilute the responsibility, it will be a big success.

According to his guess, if this kind of thing happens, his position is likely to be unkept, it is better to give it a go, the real thief or the fake thief is not important, the important thing is that this black pot cannot be carried by himself.

As long as there is someone to attract away the pressure on his back, let him take a breath, and find an opportunity to make some more articles, it is best to make this pot a real thing, and his situation will be better.

Eventually...... If you can give an explanation to the guests, that's it.

However, what made Qian Jin's heart gradually uneasy was that the young man in front of him never reacted.

There was no anger to be seen, no anxiety to be seen, and even the lips that seemed to be about to speak were closed again.

This made Qian Jin slightly nervous, he didn't expect this young man to be young, but his concentration was extraordinary, but silence also had the benefit of silence, and it also saved a lot of trouble.