"Nima, still shooting?"

"Kill this shit!"

"Hit him!"

A few guys rushed out of the door of Anbenzai, Brother Jie put away his mobile phone, jumped over the railing like a monkey, and ran across the road.

"Squeak...... Knock ......"

The brakes were screeching and the road was in chaos, and several drivers stuck their heads out to greet Brother Jie's female family.

Pedestrians on the side of the street looked sideways and looked lively.

The more people there were, the more courageous Brother Jie became, he stopped, and hooked his hand to the opposite side, "Come on...... Come here! ”

A few young men gritted their teeth angrily, but they didn't dare to chase after them: there were too many onlookers on the street, and many of them picked up their mobile phones, ready to take something and send it to Moments.

Brother Jie became more and more proud, pulled out the far focus, and photographed the situation in the store: seven or eight clerks, those who closed the windows closed the windows, and those who pulled the curtains pulled the curtains.

Immediately, a few more Daben stopped at the door, and at the same time, several young people came out of the store, all holding black umbrellas, covering the door tightly.

I only know that some people got out of the car, and some people entered the store, and there were quite a few people, at least seven or eight, but they couldn't shoot anything at all.

was jumping in a hurry, and heard a commotion: An Benzhai pulled down the roller shutter.

If you look closely, there is still a piece of paper on the door: temporarily closed!

Haha, it's closed?

"Ang Lee's Awesome ......"

He yelled at the top of his throat, pressed the shutter a few times, and then posted it to the live broadcast room along with the photos he had taken earlier.

"Yamoto Zhai is closed?"

"What should I do if it's not closed, waiting for a local Internet celebrity to form a group to check in?"

"That's right!"

"Good fellow, a big run...... Still holding an umbrella to cover it, this is learning from the European pie, right? ”

"The formation is not small, there are quite a lot of people, and it is estimated that these people are quite big."

"It should be the owner and shareholder of Ahonsai."

"I guess it is...... But after so long, why didn't An Benzhai call the police? ”

"I don't know, anyway, the 'Shengjing Collection' didn't call the police, and it was closed."

"Sheng Jing's collection is not as many as An Benzhai's, only eighty or ninety pieces."

"Is this a question of a lot, listen to what Ang Lee said: Shengjing has a collection of nearly 100 pieces, and only five are genuine...... If I were the boss, I would cut Li Anzhi's heart ......"

"So it's quite strange: seeing that the business is going to be dried up by Ang Lee, these two companies didn't come out to explain first, but closed the door...... Doesn't that mean acquiescence? ”

"It's not a tacit acquiescence, it's a weak heart. Because the common phenomenon in the antique industry is that there are more fakes and fewer reals, so even if you want to call the police, you must pick out the part that is too fake first......"

"But that's too long?"

"Is it possible...... I mean, maybe Ang: Li Anzhi is right, there are only fifteen cases, so An Benzhai didn't dare to call the police? ”

"No kidding, plus Yasumai, do you calculate how many antiques he has seen before and after? Nearly three hundred, and it only took an hour, is it possible? ”

"It's only two companies, what is 300 pieces? Don't you see that he has already talked about 'Changbai Mountain on the sword'? ”

"Isn't this an auction company, and there is no physical sales store, where is he going to look?"

"Of course, I looked at the previous auction videos and albums, and what he just talked about was the collection of this company's spring auction this year, which sold a total of 65 pieces, and Li Anzhi said that only 20 pieces were real things."

"The authenticity rate of 30% is quite high?"

"Tall fart, see clearly: this is not an antique shop, but an auction company...... Imagine what would happen if someone was filming this video. Of course, it is to find Changbaishan Auction Company to return the goods! Imagine again, who will dare to shoot this company's stuff in the future? ”

"Haha, look, Ang Lee has started to talk about the second scene: Changbai Mountain's winter shooting ...... last year"

"I'm going, this is not just a hornet's nest, he is going to ...... Shenyang No, you want to lift the sky in the Northeast antique world and the collection world? ”

"Ang Lee is a big deal this time!"

"? Wait for jail time......"

"So, I can't figure it out: where does he get his confidence, and how dare he?"

"God knows?"

Not to mention netizens, even those who are familiar with him, including professors and teachers at Beijing University, researchers from the Forbidden City and the National Museum, few have figured it out: Is it worth taking such a big risk just to have a momentary pleasure?

If he doesn't see one thing right, he will have to go to court.

So, endure the calm for a while, take a step back and open the sky!

But Li Dingan said: I'm sorry, I can't bear it!

Now it has little to do with the previous questioning and abuse. But from the moment he saw those threatening text messages, and saw the ID numbers, detailed addresses and workplaces of his grandparents, father and mother, he was already doomed, and this matter could not be good.

Since I can't afford to play, then I'll flip the table!

……

Yamoto Sai!

On the first floor, eight experts have a clear division of labor, some look at porcelain, some look at calligraphy and painting, and some look at coins, ancient jade, and miscellaneous.

Each person was followed by two assistants, one handing tools and the other recording and taking pictures.

An old man stood at the top of the stairs with his hands behind his back, with a sinister face.

Leaning slightly, a young man came over with a mobile phone: "Dad, someone called again, saying that he wanted to return the goods!" ”

"How many?"

"Forty-two, more than 10 million!"

"Call the police, hold the person down first, don't let you run away!" The old man gritted his teeth, "Don't look for someone, just call 110!" ”

"Ah...... How to report? ”

"Fools, just say that someone has made rumors and maliciously slandered...... Just stay at the Golden Shield Hotel of the Public Security Department! ”

……

Changbaishan Pawn Auction Co., Ltd.!

The company is quite large, with five floors.

There are a lot of people, but now it's a mess.

The phone calls of the sales department came and went, and after answering one call, one after another, all of them were scolding to return.

Several archivists kept moving materials to the conference room, and the appraiser of the evaluation department frowned, watching the video of Li Ding'an's live broadcast while making comparisons.

The accounting and finance personnel calculated the bills, calculated the losses, and the legal department and the lawyers hired on the occasion checked the legal provisions and prepared to draft the complaint.

In the chairman's office on the top floor, the vice president walked in: "Wang Dong, An Benzhai called the police." ”

"The old car is very smart! Let's report it too...... You call Director Yang directly......"

"Okay!"

The vice president nodded, walked to the side to make a phone call, and someone knocked on the door again: "Dong Wang, the live broadcast about us is over!" ”

He subconsciously paused: "How much did you say?" ”

"This year's spring auction and last year's winter auction...... Of the 205 lots in the two lots, he said that only 89 were genuine, 17 of which were in our own collection. ”

"How much money is involved?"

The secretary looked at the folder: "The commission collected is 2.11 million, and the company's collection is 3.86 million!" ”

"Six million, half a year's profit, it's gone?"

Wang Dong said "ha", "What about that Li Anzhi, it's off the air?" ”

"It's still on the air, and now it's BEPINFANG...... It's a lot of fakes! ”

"Liangpinfang also provoked him?"

"There is absolutely no ......," the vice president came over after making a call, "I also met Zeng Jinguang yesterday, and he said that Zhang Daqian's painting cost a full 40 million, but fortunately, the seller returned a lot of money." So in order to thank this kid, their big boss personally arranged it: he picked one of the things in the store......"

"I remember, the headquarters of Liangpinfang is in the capital?"

"Yes, the power is very large, involving collection, auction, appraisal, as well as the production of antique porcelain, and there is a cultural relics research center in cooperation with the State Administration of Cultural Heritage...... Their appraisers are all retired professors and leaders from national cultural and archaeological institutions......"

Wang Dong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "Haha...... Six million is a fart? ”

……

The capital, the Sihe Upper Courtyard!

The cups and plates on the coffee table were in disarray, and the wide TV screen projected Li Ding'an's live broadcast picture.

The two women leaned back on the couch, laughing and gloating.

"Mr. Feng, look, An Benzhai is closed?"

"The Shengjing Collection is also closed!"

"The door of Changbai Mountain is not closed...... It's a pity that no one dares to go live at the door! ”

"Definitely, this one not only auctions, but also mortgages, small loans, ......"

"Haha...... Then Li Dingan is not afraid of retaliation? ”

"The Anti-Smuggling Bureau is not a vegetarian, and there must be someone to protect him. This kid is such a thief, he must know ......"

"Not only a thief, but also a small heart!"

"It's not young and vigorous, what kind of young people are you called...... So maybe, he will talk about the Shenyang Forbidden City next! ”

"It's really possible: this is a donkey, ...... stubborn"

The words stopped abruptly, and Qu Yanan's eyes glared fiercely: Didn't you say that the next one is the Shenyang Forbidden City, what is this?

On the screen, a plaque from BEPINFANG appeared.

"Next, let's look at this one, BEPIN...... It is not a time-honored brand, but it is very powerful: in less than ten years, branches have been opened in first-tier cities across the country, and there is its own research center in Beijing......"

"I only looked at two halls, so I only talked about porcelain and calligraphy and painting, but in order to save time, I won't talk about them one by one, and I will mark them for you first to avoid being fooled by Tibetan friends. When I have time in the future, I will make a few videos dedicated to explaining, and it will be placed in Mr. Zheng's account at that time, if you are interested, you can take a look. ”

As he spoke, Li Dingan picked up the pen and began to click on the screen, and every time he clicked, a red dot would appear under the object, which also showed that this one was fake.

Qu Yanan jumped up angrily: "He's crazy...... No, he's crazy...... What is he doing here, and we haven't messed with him? ”

Feng Youran didn't speak, his eyes were staring at the screen, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

Similarly, Qu Yanan's eyes widened wider and wider, and his face was full of ghost-like expressions.

It is not for nothing that the business of BEPINFANG can be so big. Just like the company's collections, in addition to appraisers and appraisers, Qu Yanan will also go through it, and Feng Youran will see it in person. So I don't dare to say that I remember all of them clearly, but at least most of them have imprints.

Just like now, Li Ding'an put down his pen like flying, and clicked more than a dozen pieces in the blink of an eye, more than half of which both of them remembered: it was not a high imitation, there was something wrong......

What is Li Ding'an going to do?

In the past two days, Zeng Jinguang didn't talk about it after taking people to get busy, and promised to give him a collection and let him pick it at will, did he forget?

Besides, BESTORE didn't provoke him...... Is this bastard crazy?

After a pause, Feng Youran frowned: It seems that he has really provoked ......

I feel like it's a bit dragged on and deleted a part, so this chapter is a little short, and I'm sorry.

Will definitely make up tomorrow!

(End of chapter)