My stall is a bit fierce

"There are membership rules here?" Zhao Zifeng looked a little disappointed.

"Get out of the way, out of the way."

Just at this moment, there was a soft voice from behind, and as the surroundings exuded a fragrance, Zhao Zifeng looked back, only to see a woman wearing a tattooed blue cheongsam walking over with high heels.

The appearance of this woman made the waiter's expression change, and he immediately stepped forward with a smile and bowed respectfully: "Hi, Miss Lin, please come inside."

Zhao Zifeng and He Xiaoyu stepped aside, and the woman walked past them, stopped suddenly, looked at them with disdainful eyes, and snorted, "Why, the Julong royal family is like this now Is it casual? Are cats and dogs allowed in?"

Facing the woman's ridicule, Zhao Zifeng frowned tightly, folded his arms and said unhappily: "The labor and management have money to spend, so is it possible that the hotel will not earn money?"

At this moment, the waiter immediately trotted over to Zhao Zifeng, frowned and reminded kindly: "Sir... I advise you to leave quickly, so as not to offend Ms. Lin."

Zhao Zifeng has always been indifferent to this kind of snobbery, but he didn't want to make trouble anymore, so he whispered to the waiter, "Then how can I become a member here?"

The waiter looked Zhao Zifeng up and down, and with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "You have to spend more than 50 yuan here to become a member here."

50?
For the current Zhao Zifeng, it was just a drop in the bucket, and immediately he took out a bank card and said, "Then just spend 50 for me."

The waiter seemed a little surprised after hearing this, but still shook his head: "Sorry, sir, the hotel is booked out today."

Zhao Zifeng let out a sigh of relief, turned his head to He Xiaoyuhui and said, "It seems that we won't be able to eat tonight, let's go!"

He Xiaoyu didn't take it seriously. For her, she was not used to eating in this kind of place, so it was better to eat in a small restaurant.

At the moment when Zhao Zifeng turned around, an old man in a Tang suit suddenly approached him. Neither of them paid attention, causing their bodies to bump into each other.

Zhao Zifeng was relatively strong, so there was no serious problem, but the old man was knocked to the ground, with his feet on his back, and shouted, "Ouch! That bastard with no eyes!"

Zhao Zifeng immediately helped the old man up, and quickly said: "Sorry, old man, are you okay?"

The old man in Tang suit patted the dust on his clothes, and he didn't seem to be in any serious trouble, but he suddenly realized that the small box in his hand just fell on the ground.

Quickly picked up the small box, opened it, the old man's expression changed drastically, and he pointed at Zhao Zifeng and shouted, "Boy! You... you pay me for the tea set!"

While roaring, the old man grabbed Zhao Zifeng's clothes and kept shaking them, as if the tea set was very precious to him.

Zhao Zifeng was almost fainted by the shaking, he stabilized the old man a little, and said lightly: "Chengcheng, isn't it just a tea set, why are you so excited? How much? I will pay you!"

"Compensation? You pay with your head!" The old man picked up the small box excitedly, and continued to speak fiercely to Zhao Zifeng: "Do you know what kind of tea set this is? The out-of-print tea set in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties is worth hundreds of millions. Tell me, What do you pay for?"

"Huh?" Zhao Zifeng opened his eyes wide with confusion.

Isn't this out-of-print tea set from the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties in my own hands?Why does he have it too?
Thinking about Zhao Zifeng, he looked at this tea set, it was exactly the same as the imitation tea set he sold.

Isn't this the tea set that I sold?

"Damn it! Old man, if someone touches porcelain, he will only steal tens of thousands of yuan, but you just touch porcelain and you will blackmail me with [-] million yuan?"

At this time, the waiter came over and asked, "What happened?"

The old man was so angry that he insisted on holding Zhao Zifeng. After seeing the old man, the waiter immediately lowered his head and said, "Master Lin, what happened to you?"

"Hmph, this brat broke my tea set worth [-] million yuan!"

"Two hundred million?"

Just hearing this number, the waiter couldn't help but take a deep breath, looking at Zhao Zifeng in astonishment.

But Zhao Zifeng sneered, shook his head and said to Master Long, "I said, please take a closer look, please? This tea set is imitation. If you want me to compensate you, I can only compensate you 5 yuan."

"fart!"

Master Long snorted, then put his hands on his hips and said, "This is an out-of-print tea set given to me by my son-in-law. My son-in-law is a senior appraiser. Can you have a better vision than him?"

Zhao Zifeng was startled, and suddenly realized, he snapped his fingers: "Although I can't understand it, I can assure you that this tea set is definitely an imitation! Either you blackmail me, or your son-in-law lies to you!"

Seeing Zhao Zifeng's calm eyes, Master Long couldn't help frowning and becoming suspicious.

"Dad, what's the matter?" The woman in the tattooed cheongsam just now also came over.

"Wan'er, you came just in time. Is this tea set that Deshun gave me is real or not?"

Lin Wan'er blinked her eyes with a slightly panicked expression, and asked, "Then... of course it is true, how could Deshun lie to you! Dad, who do you hear is fake?"

Master Long pointed at Zhao Zifeng: "It's just this guy who broke the tea set!"

Lin Wan'er frowned, and immediately stepped forward to point at Zhao Zifeng with her slender fingers and scolded, "Hey! You smashed my father's things without paying for it and slandered my husband. Are you tired of work?"

Zhao Zifeng didn't think so, and said calmly: "Well, you are so sure, then I will call an appraiser over here!"

Hearing Zhao Zifeng's words, Lin Wan'er seemed a little flustered, and said in a dark voice, "I'll call if you want to. My husband is an antique appraiser, so I'll call him here!"

Zhao Zifeng shook his head, he thought it was ridiculous, how can anyone identify their own things by themselves?

Ignoring these people, Zhao Zifeng called Zhou Yishan.

"Hey, Mr. Zhou, I have a favor and I want to ask you to help me."

When Zhou Yishan heard that it was Zhao Zifeng's request, he immediately nodded in agreement. After all, this kid has a lot of good things about him!

Not long after, a young and promising man in a suit walked in, with a serious look on his face.

"Dad, Wan'er said that someone said the tea set is fake, who is it?"

Master Long pointed at Zhao Zifeng: "That's him!"

Huang Deshun looked at Zhao Zifeng, who was dressed all over the floor, and he didn't look like a big man, so he said arrogantly: "Boy, I personally identified this tea set. It is a rare tea set from the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties. If you break it now, or Lose money, or go to jail!"

"Yes! If you don't lose money, you can go to jail!"

Huang Deshun looked arrogant, intending to perform well in front of his father-in-law.

Seeing that Zhao Zifeng was still indifferent, he felt even more furious, lifted Zhao Zifeng's collar, and clenched his fists: "How dare you pull my father-in-law's things like this! I think you are tired of working!"