Song Zhigao's face was gloomy, as if the red wine in the cup had turned into poison that pierced the intestines. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He spent so much money to organize this class reunion in the Sea Palace tonight, just to show off in front of his former classmates and pursue the class flower Yang Shihang. Who knew that Qin Fan had stolen the limelight, and his mood would naturally not be much better.

Money doesn't matter to him, but losing face in front of the goddess he has a crush on is unbearable.

At this time, Song Zhigao had already regarded Qin Fan, who had never been valued by him before, as a thorn in the flesh, and he was unhappy.

"Everyone has almost eaten, I think let's get here here today, and our classmates will get together again when we have time."

Originally, Xu Xiang proposed to invite his classmates to the bar to continue his fun after eating, but now his face is swollen into a pig's head, and he has lost all his face, so how can he still be in the mood to continue playing. I just wanted to go back early and vent the anger accumulated tonight on Huang Xiaowen.

"Shihang, I'll send you home."

Walking out of the Sea Palace Entertainment City, Song Zhigao drove a champagne-colored BMW sedan parked in front of Yang Shihang and said earnestly.

However, Yang Shihang did not accept his kindness, and politely refused, "No need, my father's driver will come to pick me up later." ”

Song Zhigao laughed twice with an embarrassed face, with his family background, there is no shortage of women around him, and the reason why he stalked Yang Shihang is mainly because he wants to use the energy behind Yang Shihang to make the Song family go to the next level and become a master.

If he can become the son-in-law of the Yang family, Song Zhigao can at least struggle for thirty years, this temptation is too great, so big that Song Zhigao can't give up.

"There are people scrambling to send the flowers, and we don't have this treatment, so we can only take a taxi home." Zhou Mo was full of wine, and snorted with a resentful face.

"Haha, Zhou Mo, if you are envious, you can go to Thailand for a minor operation. But with your size, I'm afraid that few people will be able to move you even if you have undergone surgery. ”

Several friends who had a good relationship with Zhou Mo and Qin Fan laughed at each other.

At this time, a black Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle drove over, and the dazzling light hit Zhou Mohongtong's round face.

"I'll wipe it, whoever turns the lights on so brightly, it's a death."

"Be quiet, the people who drive this kind of luxury car are rich and powerful local tyrants, and we can't afford to provoke them." Next to him, a classmate reminded Zhou Mo in a whisper.

However, to their surprise, the imported Mercedes-Benz drove towards Zhou Mo.

"It's over, this person doesn't want to settle accounts with me." Zhou Mo woke up suddenly, and he was a little uneasy in his heart, blaming himself for drinking a few more cups of horse urine.

Daben stopped in front of Zhou Mo, Qin Fan rolled down the window and waved his hand to the stiff Zhou Mo, "Zhou Fat, what are you doing in a daze, get in the car." I'm just stopping by to take you home. ”

"Mortal?"

Seeing Qin Fan driving Daben, Zhou Mo was suddenly a little dumbfounded, and said with a look of disbelief, "Damn, Fanzi's car is yours?" You're a rich boy. ”

"Hehe, in fact, I'm a hidden rich second generation, but I don't say anything about my low-key account."

Zhou Mo despised Qin Fan, the two of them had been at the same table in high school for three years, what was Qin Fan's family background, could he still be unclear?

"If you don't come up again, I'll go."

"No, I'll do it." Zhou Mo ran over, pulled the car door and sat in.

Seeing Qin Fan driving away, Song Zhigao's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his heart was shocked and angry, and he had all the tastes.

"Isn't this Qin Fan's father an ordinary high school teacher, how could he afford such an expensive imported luxury car?" Xu Xiang was so jealous that he said sourly.

"You ask me, I ask who to go."

Song Zhigao was in a terrible mood, got into his BMW car, and rushed out with one foot on the accelerator.

At this time, Huang Xiaowen's fair face was hot, just now she was desperately showing off the coral bracelet worth 20,000 yuan in front of Qin Fan, who knew that people were driving a luxury car worth more than 2 million yuan.

Some classmates who were disgusted with Huang Xiaowen's flaunting of wealth had strange expressions, and they looked at her like they were looking at clowns, making her eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.

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The next day, the sun was shining.

Qin Fan frolicked with Huzi in the yard after eating, and Huzi was sad for a while due to Yaya's departure some time ago, and he lost weight several times. But now it has recovered, and it looks like a lion cub on the African savannah, with golden hair shining brightly, and it looks very imposing.

Huzi is very humane, and has a docile and well-behaved personality, and has become one of the important members of the old Qin family. Every time Qin Xuedong wants to have a family meeting, he always calls Huzi together, and the family is happy.

In the courtyard, Qin Fan rubbed Huzi's furry head. A while ago, due to the college entrance examination, Qin Fan squatted at home for a few months, and he never had time to take Huzi out to play. Now that he has time, he plans to take Huzi out for a road trip in two days.

"Xiaofan, you're at home. Come with me quickly, I need your help with something. ”

Fang Xiaojun rushed into the courtyard with a big grin, and hurriedly dragged Qin Fan to leave, but he was almost thrown to the ground by the tiger who was anxious for the protector.

"This dog is too big, and those who don't know think you have a lion." Fang Xiaojun was taken aback, but fortunately, Qin Fan stopped Huzi in time so that it didn't cause a tragedy.

"What's wrong, so hot?"

Qin Fan calmed down Huzi and looked at Fang Xiaojun a little strangely and asked.

"I found a treasure in the antique street, but I can't see this treasure for a while, so I wanted to look for you."

"Baby? What kind of baby is it. Hearing Fang Xiaojun say this, Qin Fan was also aroused.

A while ago, Fang Xiaojun was also obsessed with antique collections, and he loved to run to the antique street when he had nothing to do, and he also came back with a lot of things. These things are real and fake, but they are not valuable antiques, and the collection value is not high.

However, just now, he came across a good thing in an antique shop.

"There's no time, let's talk as we go."

Fang Xiaojun was an anxious person, for fear that someone would buy that thing first, and after finding Qin Fan, he couldn't wait to fly to that antique shop immediately.

On the way, Qin Fan listened to Fang Xiaojun tell him what had happened, but his face became a little complicated.

A few hours ago, Fang Xiaojun accidentally came to an antique shop called Yazhixuan when he was wandering around the antique street.

Not long after he walked into the antique shop, a middle-aged man suddenly rushed in from outside, and he seemed to be in a hurry and asked the boss to take out a Tang San colored horse from the counter.

The middle-aged man didn't hold the Tang Sancai horse for a long time, and suddenly took out a bundle of hundred-yuan bills from his leather bag and wanted to buy this Tang Sancai horse immediately.

But the owner of the antique shop bit this Tang Sancai horse at a fixed price and asked for 250,000 yuan, and the middle-aged man only brought 200,000 yuan and was 50,000 yuan short.

The middle-aged man argued with the owner of the antique shop for a long time, and finally asked him to keep this Tang Sancai horse and go to a nearby bank to withdraw money by himself.

Fang Xiaojun, who saw this scene, naturally became curious about this Tang Sancai horse, and it just so happened that he had read some information about the identification of Tang Sancai in the past few days, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.

So, Fang Xiaojun asked the owner of the antique shop to take the Tang Sancai horse to him for careful identification, and found that this thing was exactly the same as the one recorded in the book in terms of shape and features, and it should be a genuine product.

At this time, the owner of the antique shop saw that the middle-aged man who had gone to the bank to withdraw money did not come back for a long time, so he asked Fang Xiaojun if he was interested in this Tang San colored horse.

Fang Xiaojun was moved all of a sudden, but just as he was about to pay, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he kept an eye on it, and under the pretext that he didn't bring enough money to go back to Qin Fan to come over and palm his eyes.

"Xiao Fan, you said that if this is true, Tang Sancai should be quite valuable." Fang Xiaojun only knew that Tang Sancai was very famous in the collection of antiques, but he was not very clear about its specific value, and he didn't know much about it.

Qin Fan thought for a moment and said, "If it's genuine, it will definitely be priceless, but I'm afraid that there will be something greasy in it." ”

Most people mistakenly think that Tang Sancai is porcelain, but in fact, Tang Sancai is pottery and not porcelain. In the Tang Dynasty, these three-color pottery figurines were used for burial, so in the past, the ancients thought that Tang Sancai was unlucky, if you dig out Tang Sancai must be smashed on the spot.

However, Westerners give Tang Sancai a high evaluation, believing that this is a unique peak in the history of Chinese ceramics.

Due to the importance of the West, Tang Sancai was once the most expensive Chinese art for a long time.

In 1989, Sotheby's auctioned a very beautiful Tang Sancai horse in London, which caused a great sensation and attention in the international community at that time, and the result was 374 pounds, equivalent to 6 million US dollars at the time, which set a record for Chinese art.

It's just that in today's antique market, the real Tang Sancai horse is difficult to see, and the vast majority of Tang Sancai are modern imitation fakes, with little collection value, and can only be placed at home as ordinary works of art.

"You mean it's a bureau?" Although Fang Xiaojun was impatient, he was not stupid, and he immediately understood what Qin Fan meant.

"It's still impossible to say whether it's a bureau or not, only when I see that Tang Sancai horse. However, there are traps everywhere in the antique business, and it is easy to be deceived if you are not careful, so it is always right to be cautious. ”

It is very important to engage in antique collecting, as long as you keep a normal heart and avoid greed, you will not be easily deceived. If you are blinded by greed, you will not be far from taking medicine.

The Yazhixuan antique shop was on the antique street in the center of Luzhou, and Qin Fan and Fang Xiaojun quickly found this antique shop after about twenty minutes.