top appraiser

Chapter 135

Chapter 135. New Enmity and Old Resentment

Jiang Rui really didn't dare to show off anymore, for fear of making some ugly joke by accident.

But that is not the point after all, for today's competition, he is still very confident, all the equipment involved is personally checked by him, and there will be no faults.

Pushing the door and entering the largest Accord in the room, Jiang Rui's usual confident smile appeared on his face again:
"Teachers, the exterior decoration is a mistake in the busy schedule recently, which made everyone laugh, but fortunately it does not affect the business. This is the venue for today's competition."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, motioning for everyone to sit down.

Everyone saw that the Accord was nearly [-] square meters, and it was divided into three sides. The middle side was a row of mahogany tables and chairs, which were the seats of the judges.

There are many tables, cases, chairs, racks, cabinets, etc. arranged symmetrically on the left and right sides. They are arranged in an orderly manner, clean and regular, quite pleasing to the eye, and this is the place for the two sides to compete.

At this time, Jiang Jinwen had returned, and the father and son sat straight on the two wooden chairs on the left side, and waved to Ren Ping again.

On the surface, the furnishings on both sides are almost identical, which seems to demonstrate the fairness of the Ninth Five-Year Court as the home court.

In fact, everyone present was not an idiot, and they quickly recognized that the furniture on the left side had a dull wood color and no shine.

Although the style on the right side is the same, the paint surface is bright and eye-catching.

Today is the competition’s inheritance of ancient culture, and any details will create a potential impression on the judging results. The two sets of furniture, one simple and the other new, have completely different perceptions.

It can be said that from the beginning of the contest, there was a difference between superior and inferior.

"This man surnamed Jiang doesn't want to be known as a bully on the public face, but he is playing these tricks in secret. I underestimate him."

Muttering softly, Ren Ping looked at Jiang Rui and his son who were facing each other, thinking that the other party came prepared after all, and the Ninth Five-Year Palace has been in existence for so many years, and it is by no means a vain name, and it must not be underestimated.

Su Rui didn't notice much at first, but after listening to Ren Pingyi's explanation, he couldn't help becoming angry:
"The father and son are deeply scheming, so they shouldn't be allowed to compete here that day. No wonder they want to have the home court advantage. What should we do now?"

"What should I do? You feel like you're going to lose before the game even starts?"

"Didn't that person already take advantage of it? Your ability should be as hard as your mouth."

She curled her lips.

Ren Ping laughed dumbly and ignored her for a moment. Instead, he turned around and packed up the two large boxes of things he had just moved in.

At this time, Tu Wenxiao and others naturally also noticed the little tricks of Jiang's father and son, but after thinking about it carefully, after all, it was their territory, and it was impossible for him not to take advantage of it, so they had to turn a blind eye.

After looking around for a while, several scholars nodded slightly:
"Well, this place is very spacious, and the furnishings of the tables and chairs are also in line with the habit of sitting in separate seats in the Song Dynasty, which is quite ancient."

"The Ninth Five-Year Palace prides itself on inheriting Chinese food culture, and it seems that it still has a lot of foundation."

"Yes, these furniture seem to be from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, not from the Song Dynasty. However, the Song Dynasty is very old and there are very few leftovers. It is not easy to find Ming and Qing furniture with similar styles."

"Several teachers looked at me like a torch. This set of furniture is indeed left over from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It is rare in the market. I am not boasting. It is not easy to find a similar set."

After being gently praised by several scholars, Jiang and his son were full of glory, the embarrassment just now was swept away, and they immediately introduced those Ming and Qing furniture graciously.

Su Rui pouted, and couldn't help but glance at the person behind him.

This person was not Ren Ping, but the truck driver who brought in the two boxes of equipment earlier. He was standing behind the two of them now, wearing a straw hat and drooping his head. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he looked like a follower.

For some reason, Su Rui winked at him, as if to persuade him not to be angry, and go out first.

The man trembled slightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally slipped to the side door.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to go out, suddenly:

"Mr. Su, you're here, why don't you just leave? Don't you even have the time to drink a cup of tea?"

It was Jiang Rui who spoke, and he said calmly while squinting coldly.

Although he has been busy flattering Tu Wenxiao and others since he entered the door, he has been paying attention secretly and has already noticed this suspicious person.

As he expected, this person is not a driver or an attendant, but the previous head of Hanhai Xing, Su Minghan!
It turned out that Su Minghan had not planned to come today in order to avoid disturbing the situation, but at the last moment he suddenly regretted it and forced Ren Ping to let him pretend to be the driver and follow him.

Just now, he had entered this Accord first, without attracting attention, but at this critical juncture, he finally revealed his secrets.

"Hahahaha! Su Minghan, I knew it was you,"

Seeing Su Minghan take off his straw hat and reveal his true self, Jiang Rui couldn't help laughing:
"We are old acquaintances, do you think I can't recognize you if you cover your face?"

"Speaking of which, you are quite old and the head of Hanhai Bank. Don't you think it's aggrieved that you have to work as a porter just to come to my palace?"

After finishing speaking, he sneered mercilessly.

Ren Ping had known that this was inappropriate. Seeing that Su Rui wanted to help his grandfather, he hurriedly stopped him, shook his head, and signaled not to interrupt at this time.

Sure enough, Su Minghan was extremely calm at this time, except for the moment when he looked at Jiang Rui, he trembled unconsciously, there was no emotion at all.

"These things are for today's revenge. Su has been waiting for this day for almost 20 years. What is there to feel wronged?"

He spoke in a vicissitudes of life, pointing to the two boxes of things beside Ren Ping.

Jiang Rui sneered:
"I knew that this game was arranged by you, just for the grievances of the year, but revenge? Are you sure you have the ability?"

"I'm old, so of course I can't make it, but fortunately, there are successors,"

Su Minghan glanced at Ren Ping, and said tit for tat:

"This is the current chief appraiser of my Hanhai Bank. I think you have seen his skills before?"

"I have seen it before."

"how?"

"Hmph, it's nothing more than mediocre!" Jiang Rui sneered.

The two were arguing with each other like this, but Ren Ping was taken aback, when did he become a chief appraiser?Did you pay your salary, old man?
Su Rui on the side couldn't close his mouth even more. According to the rules of Hanhaixing, the chief appraiser is actually just a false name, but because of this, he is usually held by his own family.

To her third generation, it is either herself or her future partner.

Grandpa said so suddenly today, maybe he has the idea of ​​recruiting his grandson-in-law?

But Ren Ping is her best friend Long Wei's favorite person?

ah! !It's messed up, it's all messed up!
When he regained his composure, he saw that Tong Jian, who was on the judging table, also walked off the stage. He and Su Minghan were old acquaintances, but they didn't know about the festival between Hanhaixing and the Ninth Five-Year Court. At the moment, they were pleasantly surprised and stunned:
"Old Su, why are you pretending to be a ghost? You didn't tell me when you came. Why, do you have a grudge against this Jiang?"

"That's right, 20 years ago, before I retreated behind the scenes, I had a bet with this Mr. Jiang. It would be fine if I was inferior to others, but it was this man who conspired and tricked me. defeat,"

"Because of that betting match, his Jiang family took advantage of the situation and opened the Ninth Five-Year Palace, while I, Hanhaihang, suffered heavy losses and almost went bankrupt. Do you think this is a big enmity?"

"Naturally."

Tong Jian responded immediately.

"There are still many treasures in the hands of his Jiang family in Hanhaixing, the value of which is inestimable, including this set of Ming and Qing furniture,"

As Su Minghan said, he pointed to the simple and precious set of tables and chairs over there with Jiang's father and son, his eyes faintly burst into flames:
"This set of furniture was one of the treasures in my hands at the time. I couldn't put it down for decades. I haven't seen it for 20 years after it was taken away by him."

"I didn't expect that when we met again today, he would be so contemptuous and show off to others. Do you think it's unreasonable?"

"Brother Su, you have taken good care of yourself. If my surname was Tong, I would have been furious!"

"Not only that, the Jiang family has also been against me, Han Haixing, openly and secretly all these years, lest Han Haixing will not die, new and old grudges will add up, Brother Tong, do you think this revenge should be avenged!"

"Yes! It must be reported!"

Tong Jian said emotionally, thinking that your elder brother hid it too deeply. If he had told me about this earlier, he would not have rented this Tongding Mansion in the Ninth Five-Year Palace.

But in Ren Ping's opinion, how did this Mr. Tong stir up trouble?You two are getting old and have not cultivated your moral character, so your tempers are getting more explosive than the other.

"That's right! This revenge must be avenged, otherwise, even if someone surnamed Su goes to hell, he won't be able to swallow that Mengpo soup!"

With a low shout, Su Minghan said again.

Jiang Rui sneered again and again, then paused, his face full of sarcasm:

"Su Minghan, Su Minghan, you are really stupid and don't know it. Back then, you were a famous figure in the collection circle of Nanling, so what, you were defeated by me?"

"Could it be that you couldn't win me more than 20 years ago, did you think you won it back 20 years later?"

"I might as well tell you that over the years, my Ninth Five-Year Court has not only flourished in the catering industry, but also accumulated a lot of savings in the collection business. Otherwise, why do you think I knew it was you who set up the scheme three days ago, and I agreed to it?"

"Hahahaha! Ridiculous, extremely ridiculous! It's fine if you don't come today, since you're here, don't want this old face anymore! Tell me, do you want to bet something?"

"Of course, apart from the previous bet, I bet you have no successors in the ninety-five palace!"

"What did you say?" Jiang Rui was taken aback.

Su Minghan pointed at himself, then at him, and said coldly:

"Today's betting match, those surnamed Su will never intervene, and everything will only be handed over to the younger generations. I, Hanhaihang, will pass it on from generation to generation. It is by no means comparable to those who get rich all at once! I think it is the same with the Jiang family. How can Mr. Jiang dare to respond? "

As soon as these words came out, Ren Ping couldn't help but be overwhelmed.

The implication is that today's competition will be handed over to the next generation, and Jiang Jinwen will be in charge of the ninety-five court, and Han Haixing will naturally be him and Su Rui.

Compared with Jiang Rui, Jiang Jinwen is naturally much easier to deal with.

Arriving here first, I can't help but look at Su Minghan, a irascible old man, with admiration.

After all, it's the old fox. After working on it for a long time, it turned out that this was the idea.

On the other hand, Jiang Rui, who was squeezed into this by Su Minghan's words, couldn't turn around, otherwise he would admit that he has no successors, and his face was ashen, and he pointed at Ren Ping:
"Is this person also your descendant?"

"Of course, why doesn't my grandson-in-law count?"

(End of this chapter)