Divine Eye Appreciation King

Chapter 55 What does it mean?

"What's wrong?" Feng Wei asked.

"That person on the left table has been staring at me!" Huang Lu said unhappily.

Feng Wei looked up, and sure enough, he saw a young man in his twenties sitting on the table over there, with oily hair and pink noodles, well-dressed, and he couldn't stop looking at Huang Lu's side.

When he found that they were looking at him, this man simply walked over from the table over there, and said to Huang Lu, "Beauty, are you shopping for antiques?"

Feng Wei raised his eyebrows, but before he could speak, he heard the young man stretch out a finger and shake it: "It's nothing to do with you!"

Huang Lu suddenly became a little unhappy.

"I'm Feng Longfan!" The young man felt very good about himself: "You should have heard of it, right?"

"I don't know!" Huang Lu rolled her eyes and turned to look at Feng Wei: "Have you heard of it?"

Feng Wei shook his head cooperatively.

"My father, Feng Wenyong!" The young man was not angry, and continued to say to Huang Lu: "A well-known jewelry appraisal expert in the country! If you want to buy Tianhuang, come to me!"

"How do you know I want to buy Tianhuang?" Huang Lu was alarmed.

"Of course I know!" Feng Longfan said with a playful smile: "Beauty, you've already asked the whole street, how can you not know!"

As he spoke, he raised his wrist and showed the crystal bead string on his arm: "See, the authentic Tianhuang bracelet, which was appraised by my dad, is worth more than 200 million. How about it? Let's chat alone with my brother, 20 Wan send you!"

"Ok?"

Huang Lu glanced at the beads in surprise, then turned to look at Feng Wei.

"Fake!" Feng Wei sneered and said, "Let's go!"

"Pah!" Feng Longfan suddenly slapped the table: "This is what I've been waiting for!"

"Everyone heard it, the Tianhuang bracelet in the Emerald Pavilion, he actually said it was fake!"

Feng Longfan stood up suddenly, and said to the people in the teahouse.

Hearing this, the tea drinkers around seemed a little surprised, and looked at the young men and women over here in amazement.

The entire lively second floor suddenly fell silent.

"Young Master Feng!" At this time, the owner of the teahouse rushed up, his fair face turned purple: "Stop making trouble with me, it's been three times a month!"

"Old Wu, I'm for real this time!" Feng Longfan raised his wrist to let him take a look before pointing at Feng Wei and said, "This kid actually said that the Emerald Pavilion produced fake products, we can't just let it go... ..."

"You guys..." Boss Wu looked helplessly at Feng and Huang, with beads of sweat on his head: "Is it the first time you come back? You dare to misidentify fakes without asking where they are from, and Feng Less things in your hand, this time it's real!"

"What is this time?" Feng Longfan was unwilling: "Old Wu, can you speak!"

"Ah? Yes, yes..." The owner of the restaurant nodded repeatedly: "The Emerald Pavilion is always true!"

"Go, invite Boss Xu to come here!" Feng Longfan ordered to two burly men at the other table.

Seeing this situation, some old tea drinkers began to whisper.

"Oh, these two silly children are going to be unlucky again..."

"That is, the things in the Jade Pavilion, if you want it, you don't want it, what are you talking about..."

"Xu Damin is not something ordinary people can mess with..."

"I guess Boss Wu is going to invite Mr. Qin again this time..."

"It's true this time, it's useless for Mr. Qin to come..."

Listening to the discussions of the people around, Feng Wei and Huang Lu had already come to their senses, did they meet Pengci again?

"Call the police!" Huang Lu sighed, every time she and Feng Wei went out for a walk, something always went wrong. "You don't have to work hard!"

Feng Longfan had a sneer on his face: "Boss Xu will ask comrades from the police station to come over later. I guess lawyers are also indispensable. Everyone has heard what you just said about Jade Pavilion. Of course, compensation for economic losses is inevitable..."

"Drink? This porcelain touch!" Feng Wei glanced at him: "One-stop service? It's pretty good!"

"Who the hell said my stuff is fake?"

There was a loud shout from downstairs, and then a fat man with a big head and big ears came up the stairs with a group of strong men.

Beside him was a thin man in a suit and a briefcase, who seemed to be a lawyer.

"Boss Xu!" Feng Longfan greeted: "It's these two, hey, Director Zhou didn't come today?"

"Director Zhou is not available, but I have already reported the case!"

Boss Xu said triumphantly: "I brought the lawyer too, just now who the hell said my product is fake, stand up! If you can't say anything today, I will tell you to go bankrupt, Lawyer Feng, Hurry up and collect evidence before everyone disperses!"

"Oh...every time you meet a rich person visiting the market, you will be punished..."

An old tea customer said helplessly, "I won't come back next time..."

"What are you talking about?" Boss Xu was furious, staring at the tea customer and said, "Don't you want to save face?"

The tea guest was shocked and apologized again and again, as if he dared not speak out.

"There is nothing one, two, three, you are the Changhuatian Huangdongshi, what else is there to comment on!"

Feng Wei said casually: "Lawyer, remember clearly, otherwise, if you lose the lawsuit in the future, he may not pay you the lawyer's fee!"

"Changhua...Tian Huang?"

Over there, Boss Xu came up to Feng Wei with a fat face, reached out and grabbed Feng Longfan's paw, leaned forward and sneered: "Your eyes are not oily, this paste and carving are clearly from the Qing Dynasty. Is it the same as the new one?"

"It's old!" Feng Wei smiled: "But Tian Huang is fake!"

Hearing this, the tea guests made a roar. The old man who had just been warned by Boss Xu shook his head: "Little brother, you are mistaken. Changhua Tianhuang was only launched in the 80s. If it is an old item from the Qing Dynasty, , that must be Shoushan..."

"Who said Changhua Tianhuang is only available in the 80s!"

Feng Wei rolled his eyes: "This thing has been around since the Tongguang period of the Qing Dynasty, but it's just not a lot of it." Fart!Lawyer Wu, do you remember?

Boss Xu got angry: "Arrest him first, if you don't pay 50 damages today, you..."

"Slow down!" A cold shout came from behind.

Xu Damin's blushing face suddenly turned livid, and his lips curled up as if he had eaten a bitter gourd: "Old Qin, why are you here to join in the fun?"

"That little brother is absolutely right!"

A wizened old man walked over slowly, with four iron galls weighing one pound in his hand making a clanking sound.

The old man came to Feng Wei's table, looked at the big men around him, his two snow-white eyebrows trembled: "Scatter!"

Following his words, everyone who was still upstairs ran away one after another, leaving only the owner of the restaurant, Xu Damin, Feng Longfan, Huang and Feng.

After finding a chair and sitting down, Mr. Qin twisted his eyebrows and cursed: "You useless thing, you have brought disgrace on this street, and you are using fake goods to fool people!"

(End of this chapter)