Then, the passing crowd slowly gathered around, refusing to disperse.

"So what?" Su Changfeng asked next time.

"I guess there are profiteers who are cheating people again. The owner of that shop is also not a good thing? Zhang Fusheng said helplessly.

Su Changfeng's heart moved slightly.

The shop across from them is called Scholar Pavilion, and it has been open for less than five years.

But this place is often filled with large antiquities to buy and sell.

However, there are often incidents of tourists being slaughtered.

The owner of this shop is surnamed Jiang and his name is Jiang Hai.

"Mr. Su, there is a very important potential in this line. The rule is to buy and leave. In other words, as long as the buyer pays the money, even if he knows that the thing is fake, the seller will never return the money. ”

Zhang Fushan said with a smile: "In this process, there will be a lot of problems.

Some merchants will specifically use tricks to exchange things, deliberately exchanging the real thing for a fake, even if you are fooled, there is no way. ”

All of these are potential in the antique industry. Rules.

If you are deceived because of this, no matter where you go? None of them have anything to say.

"Let's go over and have some fun!" After Su Changfeng heard a female voice from the crowd in front of him, he finally decided to go and take a look.

In the crowd, I saw a good-looking beautiful woman, pulling a little girl.

And in front of the two, standing was Jiang Hai, the owner of the Scholar Pavilion.

Jiang Hai looked like he was already forty or fifty years old, and he had a mustache.

I saw Jiang Hai holding a picture scroll that had been broken into two pieces in his hand, and said, "Little girl! Take a good look at this thing, this is an ancient painting of Wang Meng of the Yuan Dynasty.

Wang Meng's last painting was auctioned at a sky-high price of 150 million.

Although his painting is not famous, it is also priceless. ”

At this moment, the beautiful woman suddenly spoke: "It's really ridiculous, we just heard that there is a painting by Wang Meng here, so we came to see it."

When it was our turn to look, he suddenly fell off the wall and broke in half, what does it have to do with us? ”

"Why is it okay when others watch it? When it's your turn, it's in half. Jiang Hai sneered and said, "I can tell you, this painting has always been the treasure of our store.

Last time someone bought it for 15 million, we didn't sell it.

Now that this thing is ruined, can you tell me what to do yourself? ”

Zhang Fushan leaned next to Su Changfeng's ear and whispered: "Mr. Su, this person is Jiang Hai, he has a nickname in the antique world called Jiang Pao Pi, no matter what kind of transaction it is, a layer of skin will fall off through his hands." ”

"Oh my God, such an expensive thing has been broken, and it looks like it's going to have to lose money!"

"It's not a big deal to lose money, after all, they broke it themselves."

"That's right! Isn't it appropriate to compensate for breaking someone else's things? ”

Several people around kept shouting loudly.