Lawyer's letter? Zhang Yang couldn't help frowning when he saw the other party's reply.

Before coming to Lin'an, he specially asked Sister Gao to check her mailbox, and she definitely did not receive the so-called lawyer's letter email.

Could it be that people sent paper lawyer's letters, and the courier is still on the way?

But what he didn't know about himself, how could this Jin Lou know so clearly.

Click on the other party's store and see that the business is quite big, and the dazzling jewelry is the 299 jade pendant hanging on the homepage of the store...... Is it really Hetian jade?

No matter how you look at it, there is a smell of Beijing white jade or Afghan jade!

continued to flip through the comments, and under the comment at the top, Zhang Yang saw that some old viewers in the live broadcast room came out to speak up.

[My evaluation is pretending, who doesn't know that the jade pendants of these anchors with goods are the goods supplied by your Jinlou? ] I also sent a lawyer's letter, don't send it, anyway, I support Master Zhang's righteous explosion]

"That's a good point, it would be better if there weren't so many likes."

Zhang Yang saw the more than 5,000 likes behind this comment, and faintly felt that something was wrong.

If everyone believes this statement, won't those treasure connoisseurs who were pitted by this Jinlou become the ones who helped him take the blame?

"The group isn't already denouncing me, is it?"

Zhang Yang hurriedly opened the group of treasure appreciation anchors, since he started to deal with the affairs of the Hailin Museum, he rarely bubbled in the group, at most he usually sent a thank you boss after grabbing the red envelope.

[He's really not human]

[My evaluation is very insidious]

[It's shameless, it seems that everyone was deceived before]

How many good people are there in their business? 】

In the previous words, although he didn't scold to the point, Zhang Yang could barely understand it, but in the last sentence, why did this anchor even scold his own people?

[If you want me to say, this kind of anchor with goods is a cancer itself]

Anchors with goods?

Zhang Yang peeped at the screen for a while, and it turned out that what everyone was scolding in the group was the anchor with the goods and the jewelry and jade suppliers behind them.

Occasionally, when Zhang Yang's name is mentioned, he only laments that he is lucky.

There are wrongs, debts are owners, and the anchors in the group still have very clear ideas.

Zhang Yang was a little hesitant to send a big red envelope.

At this time, someone in the group posted a screenshot of the chat, and the two sides of the chat were the Jianbao anchor and a certain Internet celebrity who played a fake person.

The fake man asked the anchor if he could see from the video that there was a problem with the Hetian jade sold by the Internet celebrity.

The anchor was instigated and didn't answer positively, taking care of him left and right.

[I really regret it! At that time, I should have clearly told him that Li XX was selling fake Hetian jade]

[It's not too late]

[Yes, contact him now, just say we have evidence]

[Does any of you have evidence?] 】

[It's not simple, I just go to the salted fish to collect a few pieces? ] 】

The people in the group said a word to me, and soon, a plan for the anchor and the company behind him jumped on paper.

Zhang Yang watched the whole process silently, he thought about it for a while and decided not to participate for the time being.

Because the previous incident of Li Laoqi (the middle level of the National Treasure Gang) kept reminding him that there may be ghosts in the group, it is safer to watch such an open conspiracy first.

When everyone had dinner together, Sister Gao, an Internet surfer, also mentioned this matter after the meal.

"Boss, I ate melons for two hours, and I finally understood what happened. I can't figure it out now, I said that everyone is such a big anchor, why do you want to learn from those people who set up stalls in scenic spots, and use fakes to cut leeks? Isn't he afraid of the collapse of his personality? ”

"Sister, I can answer your question."

Xu Jie put down the beer in his hand, pointed to the villa area in the distance and said:

"See the lakeview villa over there? See the Maybach parked in front of the villa? ”

"That's all bought with your leek money!"

"You're the leek." Sister Gao was a little unhappy when she heard it: "Boss, did you see the dzi on Xu Jie's neck?" He carried you behind your back and was secretly cut off. ”

"Sister Gao, what you said is weird, I don't cut leeks."

Zhang Yang looked at his photographer, who smiled crookedly, really reached out and took a dzi from his neck, put it in the palm of his hand and handed it over.

"Boss, this is what I bought from Wang Zi's live broadcast room, his dzi, each one has a certificate."

"Help me see if I'm a leek?" Xu Jie said with his head held his head high.

"Your tone is a bit arrogant." Zhang Yang didn't take it, only glanced at it, and shook his head with a smile: "Modern handicrafts." ”

"Huh? It can't be, I have a certificate. ”

"I know there's a certificate." Zhang Yang pressed his hand and signaled Xu Jie not to be excited: "I also know that your thing is made of agate, and there is no problem with the certificate." ”

"Whether it's a dzi or not depends entirely on how you define it."

"The collection of dzi is itself a trend brought by Lian Jie and Wang Zi, so to a certain extent, part of the final interpretation of dzi is in their hands."

"It's like when you ask Shakyamuni to buy a scripture, whether it's a true scripture or not, people have the final say. If you take the certificate issued by his company, you should be able to sell it as a real dzi. ”

"Whew...... Then I'm relieved. Xu Jie patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Cut! Isn't this just drumming and passing flowers, and what does it have to do with truth or falsehood? Sister Gao pursed her lips and said a little arrogantly.

"Then you'd buy the real thing!" Xu Jie excitedly scolded her: "I can't look down on this, I can't look down on that, but as soon as I made a move, the money was given to the liar in vain." ”

"Buy it! Isn't it just spending a little more money on the real thing? ”

Sister Gao ate the set of radical methods, put down the chopsticks directly, and searched on the mobile phone map.

Soon I found a nearby cultural market.

The market opens at 5 p.m., and it is supposed to be a night business, which is the time when it is busy.

"Brother Yang, let's go and have a look?"

Chu Ziqiang has been in Lin'an for so long, and he hasn't been to the local entertainment market, so he is a little moved.

"I'm not going, an acquaintance will come to me later."

"Go ahead and have fun." Zhang Yang smiled.

……

Almost at the same time that the three of them left the hotel in their car, a white BMW stopped in front of the hotel.

A middle-aged man in a white suit got out of the car, and as soon as he saw Zhang Yang, he waved his hand enthusiastically and greeted him:

"Brother Zhang Yang!"

"Brother Lan, long time no see!"

The person who came was the boss of Xiangjiang Lan Kwai Ge Art Trading Co., Ltd.

As a leader among such people as "rich and idle", how could he miss the grand event here in Lin'an.

It's just that unlike those antique dealers, experts and scholars, he is purely here to play and consume by the way.

"Are you still satisfied with those foreign exchange earners last time?"

As soon as Boss Lan came up, he mentioned the previous friendship between the two and shortened the distance.

"Of course I'm satisfied, thank you Brother Lan for cutting your love."

Zhang Yang warmly shook hands with the other party and invited him to take a seat.

"Have you had dinner?"

"To be honest, I really didn't, I just came to eat with you, brother."

"That's it, waiter, take down the menu......"

After ordering the food and waiting for the food to be served, Boss Lan opened the chatterbox:

"Brother Yang, you are really mysterious, I originally wanted to make a special trip to Linhai to find you, but I didn't expect you to arrive in Lin'an a long time ago."

"This is fate!"

"After you went back last time, I contacted several colleagues and found a lot of foreign exchange earning porcelain in the overseas market, but I don't know if it's what you want."

"Brother, you're too polite."

Zhang Yang's face was very calm, and he was actually a little surprised in his heart.

In fact, at the beginning, he just casually mentioned it and asked the other party to help pay attention to the same type of porcelain, and he never thought that the surname Lan would take it seriously.

Otherwise, he would not have gone to Hedong Group to cooperate.

I didn't expect people to really go to their hearts.

"Hey, you're welcome, it's business for me."

Boss Lan turned around and took out the tablet from his leather bag, which contained high-definition photos of the porcelain he had collected this time.

"Brother Yang, take a look at it first?"

"I can't ask for it."

Zhang Yang smiled and took it, the first photo of porcelain on it belonged to a square pen holder.

The pen holder depicts a man boating in the snow.

The payment is: "Boat Gu wine, Yu Wenxiang in Zhushan guest times".

may feel that Zhang Yang's reaction was a little flat, and Boss Lan whispered a reminder next to him:

"Snow King, Yu Wenxiang."

"I've heard a little." Zhang Yang bowed slightly.

In fact, he has studied the masters of Chuanghui porcelain and even modern porcelain.

He knew that this old Mr. Yu Wenxiang had been awarded the title of "Ceramic Artist" by Jingdi Town, and the value of such a small pen holder was about 40,000 yuan.

And the price remarked by Boss Lan is only 12,000.

The price of conscience is earned.

At the same time, it is also a reassuring price, so that Zhang Yang can watch it with peace of mind.

The waiter has already started to serve the food, but Boss Lan has no intention of moving the chopsticks at all.

He sat next to Zhang Yang, watching the photos on the tablet swipe by one one by one, the expression on his face was a little nervous, and occasionally interjected to explain the unpopular porcelain author.

When it was near the end, he finally couldn't help but ask Zhang Yang:

"How's it going, are you satisfied?"

"Brother Lan, you really have a lot of money!" Zhang Yang said with emotion.

Everything recorded on this tablet can be held in a small auction on its own.

There are a lot of good things, such as:

A brush wash of a pastel crane picture, from Cheng Yiting, one of the eight friends of Zhushan, with a price tag of 20,000 yuan, and Zhang Yang can give 80,000 yuan;

A round pen holder with a pastel chrysanthemum bird pattern, also from Bi Botao, one of the eight friends of Zhushan, has a price of 15,000, and Zhang Yang can give 70,000;

The most exaggerated is a small vase of Wang Qi's pastel "Infant Play Story Map", Boss Lan should not understand its gold content, and the price is 40,000 yuan.

At this price, it is also during this time that those stunned young people abroad can be sold.

Zhang Yang conservatively estimated that this small vase should not be a big problem to shoot 6 million in China.

"To tell you the truth, if these things are all sold to you at the marked price, I can still make some money, which is just the expense of Lin'an this time." Boss Lan said very sincerely: "So what are you not satisfied with, just bargain." I definitely don't frown. ”

"That's what you've said." Zhang Yang directly covered the tablet: "If I talk about the price of a penny, I don't know how to lift." ”

"Let's just settle the accounts according to the list price."

"It's refreshing, it's refreshing!" Boss Lan stood up and applauded while saying, "I used to think that if you don't look like a rich woman, it's a waste of talent. ”

"But I only learned today that your courage and not doing business are really tyrannical."

"I'm a little floating."

Zhang Yang smiled and arched his hand, and when he saw the food on the table, he remembered that this meal was his treat, and it couldn't be wasted:

"Let's eat, the food is going to be cold."

"Yes, yes, eat, eat."

The dishes were all served, and Zhang Yang also moved a few chopsticks with him.

The two pushed the cups and changed the lamps, and they both felt that each other was a good partner.

In fact, they are really a win-win situation, except that some people earn hundreds of thousands, and some people will earn tens of millions.

Halfway through the meal, Sister Gao came to a video call.

Zhang Yang had already guessed that there would be this time, after all, she was an employee with a family, and it was impossible for her to spend money on things like Xu Jie.

"Boss, I inquired with someone in this market, and said that there are four big cultural and entertainment merchants who want to buy real retail things at market prices, so they will look for them."

"Okay, you can come and take a look at me." Zhang Yang commanded.

"Wait." Sister Gao took her mobile phone and began to wander around the antique market, and soon she pointed to the back of a man and said, "This is one of them." ”

I saw a bald man with a half-human-high gourd on his back, dangling on the sidewalk of the antique market.

"Damn, is this in cos I love Luo?" Zhang Yang almost didn't hold on.

"What? Do I love Luo? ”

Boss Lan, who was eating, caught the keyword and hurried over.

At this time, Sister Gao had already approached, and she could see the big gourd, shiny and shiny.

"I'll go, there are really people with gourds!"

"It's really against the sky." Zhang Yang commented.

He really wanted to take a screenshot and send it to the treasure friend who had a Boshan furnace, who said that things can't be plated when they are too big?

This gourd is about the same size as an eight- or nine-year-old bear child, and it doesn't still come out of the pulp.

"I know who this is." Boss Lan patted his thigh, pointed and said, "This is [Dongpan], one of the four strange people of Pan Jiayuan. ”

"I didn't expect him to come to Lin'an to catch the market."

"The Four Strange People?" Zhang Yang said he hadn't heard of it.

"East plate, west stroke, south kneading, north brushing." Boss Lan snapped his fingers and introduced: "This is the wonder of the four literary games, you will know when you see his face." ”

Sister Gao didn't let Zhang Yang wait too long, and soon came to the opposite side of [Dongpan].

The other party has the most cost-effective big bald head in the antique circle, and wears two big earrings, which is quite arrogant at first glance.

He wears several white bone necklaces around his neck, and at a glance he knows that they are snake bones.

There are still many skeletons and animal teeth hanging on his chest, and Zhang Yang can only recognize wild boar teeth, cat skulls, and monkey skulls.

"I'll go!"

When Sister Gao saw these evil things, she was so frightened that she couldn't even say hello.

Or [Dongpan] took the initiative to ask her:

"Do you want to take a group photo? Yes, twenty at a time. ”

Sister Gao was stunned and didn't react, Zhang Yang hurriedly reminded her:

"You just think he's a zoo mortician, there's nothing to be afraid of."

"Okay, I'll try." Sister Gao swallowed her saliva and asked stubbornly, "Do you have any literary toys here that are not animal bones?" I want to buy a little. ”

"Of course there is."

[Dongpan] patted the gourd behind him, as if he was going to use ninjutsu.

"I've been looking for a suitable buyer for this gourd."

(End of chapter)