"Uncle Song has something to say, Wu Shao, don't worry, you pay attention to talking about business. Zeng San saw that things were going to happen, so he hurriedly ran out to play a round, and tens of millions of business could not be lost in vain.

"Uncle Song can think about it, I'm not in a hurry. Wu Shao said with a smile, he gestured to the manager and whispered a few words, and the manager nodded and turned to leave.

Old man Song's expression was very complicated, staying here? Just kidding, isn't this an act of death? If you have money to earn, you have to spend your life, especially when that kid said a lot, he glared at Zhang Yu fiercely.

Zhang Yu said that he didn't care about the old man Song's eyes, he sat next to him, sat and watched the development of the situation, and almost took a handful of melon seeds as a melon eater.

There was a sudden silence in the hall, and for a moment the atmosphere was very eerie.

"To tell you the truth, I urgently need money for treatment, and since you don't have 10 million, I can lower the price. After being silent for a while, Old Man Song said helplessly. This is simply a slap in the face, many people see that there is a problem between this, obviously it can be sold for 10 million, just wait for a day, why reduce the price.

In fact, Old Man Song was also very helpless, if the price was not reduced, would he take it to other places to sell? He looked at Zeng San, but found that Zeng San lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

"How much cash do we have on the counter and card?" Wu Shao asked casually, turning his head.

"There are about 2 million of them. The accountant hurriedly walked over and said.

"Why so little?"

"I only paid for the goods yesterday, and there is only so much on the ledger. The accountant replied.

"I only have 2 million here, so what should I do? Or will I write an IOU for the rest?" Wu Shao said as he took a sip of water from his teacup, the sarcastic look in his eyes flashed.

"This" Old Man Song hesitated.

Zhang Yu looked at the situation in the hall with a smile, Wu Shao was fascinated by greed just now, and when he came to his senses, he immediately returned to his true colors as a shrewd businessman.

Just when Old Man Song hesitated, suddenly an old man with a childish face and crane hair came in at the door, he was in good spirits and had a ruddy complexion. There were a few young people behind him, and he could see which young people were very respectful to the old man.

"Empty old man!" Zeng San stood up at once when he saw someone coming, and stammered.

Bai Lao is an authority in the antique world, I didn't expect Wu Shao to invite Bai Lao over, Zeng San's head buzzed all of a sudden, and he sat on the sofa with his legs weak and his buttocks.

Except for Zhang Yu, who has always found Zeng San's ugliness, everyone else's eyes are attracted to Bai Lao.

"Who is this person?" Old Man Song looked at the visitor suspiciously, grabbed a waiter and asked quietly.

"You don't even know him, but he is the most powerful appraiser Bai Lao in our Grand View Garden. The waiter had an expression of looking at the country buns.

Old man Song was taken aback, he had an urge to escape, he hurriedly looked at Zeng San, but he was desperate to see Zeng San's eyes glazed.

"Listen to the wind bottle, where is it? Bai Lao walked in and hurriedly asked, Wu Shao knew that he was obsessed with antiques, and he didn't care, so he quickly turned to Old Man Song and said, "Uncle Song, listen to the wind bottle and let Bai Lao take a look, he is the master of appraisal in our industry." ”

After speaking, he didn't see Old Man Song's reaction, he looked up and saw Old Man Song holding the box tightly, his body stiff.

"What's wrong?Uncle Song?" asked the waiter next to him curiously.

Old man Song glanced at Zeng San again, and seeing that he still didn't react, Old Man Song couldn't help gritting his teeth and said, "Listen to the wind bottle, I won't sell it." ”

As soon as his words came out, the fools knew that there was a problem, and everyone was immediately in an uproar and discussed.

"Why didn't you sell it?"

"Could it be true or not?"

"What is fake?" Bai Lao asked curiously when he heard the people around him discuss.

A kind uncle told Zhang Yu's appraisal just now, and when he heard Bai Lao's eyes light up, he kept nodding.

"Where is the young man?" asked Bai Lao with great interest, it was the first time he had heard of a young person who knew so much about the Wind Bottle.

"Hehe, Bai Lao has seen him. Wu Shao pointed at Zhang Yu as he spoke, and Zhang Yu hurriedly stood up, he respected this kind of knowledgeable old man.

"Bai Lao, hello!" Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"You young man is so familiar, I remember the young man who picked up the big leak last time. When you change your mind and want to sell Qiwu Rabbit, remember to notify me. Bai Lao said with a smile.

"Hehe, definitely. Zhang Yu nodded.

"Uncle, since you are listening to the wind bottle, why don't you let me see it!" After chatting with Zhang Yu, Bai Lao said to Old Man Song kindly.

"I said I wouldn't sell it, you get out of the way. Old man Song's face was flushed, and he said loudly, he wanted to rush out with the box in his arms.

"If you want to sell, you can sell, if you want to leave, you and I Gu Yazhai are such a place to come and go freely?" Wu Shaona would let him run away, made a look, and immediately rushed out of a few security guards to block Old Man Song's way.

Seeing that Old Man Song couldn't escape, his heart was crossed, and he suddenly took out the bottle from the box and smashed it against the ground.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene, you must know that this is tens of millions of bottles, what is this old man crazy about?

Several security guards even pounced on him, trying to snatch the box from his hand, but unfortunately he was a step too late.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed next to him, and when Wu Shao and the others raised their heads, they found that Zhang Yu was steadily copying the bottle in his hand.

Old Man Song's ecstatic expression instantly froze, and when he roared and wanted to pounce, he was stopped by several security guards.

Wu Shao pinched a cold sweat.

Now Wu Shao can already be sure that this is a bureau, and this wind bottle is an important evidence, and he doesn't want the people who cheated on him to spend some money and release it again.

"What the hell is going on?, why did he drop the bottle?" asked Bai Lao puzzled.

"I think it's better for us to look at the bottle first, it's all in it. Zhang Yu said with a smile, he put the bottle on the table, and Bai Lao walked over to pick up the bottle and looked at it.

As Bai Lao observed his actions, he saw that he sometimes shook his head, sometimes sighed, Zeng San's heart sank more and more, and he took advantage of everyone's attention to focus on the bottle, quietly turned around and ran towards the door.

"How is it? Bai Lao, this bottle" Major General Wu Bai Lao couldn't help but ask after finishing the appraisal. The people around them became nervous, and countless pairs of eyes stared at Bai Lao's lips.

"It's a pity that this is not a Song Dynasty thing, it's just a high imitation. Bai Lao shook his head and said, with a look of disappointment.

"Zeng San!" Wu Shao roared angrily, he turned his head to look and found that Zeng San was gone.

"Don't look for it, he's here. Zhang Yu smiled and pointed to the door and said, only to see Zeng Sangou lying at the door like eating, motionless.

"Little friend, what a good means!" said Bai Lao, rubbing his beard.

"There, I watched him sneak around, and I was afraid of disturbing your appraisal of antiques, so I had to let him rest for a while. Zhang Yu said with a smile, and he ripped off the silver needle on Zeng San's body.

"I said, I said, all this was told me to do what Zeng San told me to do, that the wind bottle is fake, and the Hong Kong businessman is also in contact with us. When Old Man Song saw Zeng San being arrested, he immediately collapsed, and he shouted loudly with tears and snot.

"Why do you want to do it?" Wu Shao called for someone to stand Zeng San up and shouted.

Zeng San looked at the angry Wu Shao, closed his eyes, Wu Shao gave him a few punches, Zeng San was also stiff, and did not scream.

"Wu Shao, it's more appropriate to hand them over to the Daguan Garden Management Office to deal with. Bai Lao suggested.

Wu Shao nodded, if it is handed over to the management office of the Grand View Garden, it means that Zeng San will never want to mix in this circle again in his life.

Zeng San's face turned pale, Wu Shao waved his hand, and Zeng San and Old Man Song were taken out by several security guards.