The vest boss, she is beautiful and sassy

Wei Qingrong, who was on one side, heard the word "Mr. Liang" and for some reason suddenly remembered the master of antique appraisal that day.

She automatically swept this idea out of her mind, maybe they have the same surname.

"Old man Wei, long time no see. Your body is getting stronger and stronger."

"That's because my grandson is so awesome that I, an old man, don't have to worry about it at all."

"Chen Rui is awesome because of his ability. Let's see how awesome you are."

"Hehe, no matter how awesome he is, he's not my grandson. Let's not talk about this. By the way, I'll show you something. You must be interested."

"What the hell? It's mysterious."

"Let me introduce to you. This is my granddaughter, Wei Qingrong. She just came back from M Continent. She is a doctor of medicine. She must be awesome!"

Mr. Liang nodded, "You are indeed young and promising." Just called Wei Qingrong? Why does this name sound familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere.

Mr. Wei showed the vase and porcelain he had just received to Old Man Liang like a treasure, "My granddaughter just gave me the blue and white porcelain vase from the Qing Dynasty. How do you like it?"

Mr. Liang took out the white gloves he carried with him from his pocket. After all, he was a professional and this had become a habit.

He carefully took the vase and observed it carefully.

Then the more I looked at it, the more I frowned. This look didn’t seem real. He took off his gloves, took out a tissue and wiped the grease off his hands, then touched the porcelain, and now he confirmed that it was indeed a fake.

Regardless of whether it is from the Qing Dynasty or not, it is even very inferior porcelain in modern times. To use a metaphor, it is like a failure made by a small workshop.

The old color is caused by improper storage and moisture.

He told the truth to Mr. Wei. After all, it was the words of an expert. Although Mr. Wei liked collecting, he had no ability to identify, so he thought his granddaughter was also deceived.

However, he is not someone who pays attention to these things. The important thing is his intentions, and he doesn't care so much about the truth or falsehood.

On the contrary, after hearing this, Wei Qingrong said directly: "It's impossible."

After she finished speaking, she realized that she was a little over-reacted and added: "That's it, grandpa, naturally I don't know how to appraise antiquities, so I specially asked Mr. Liang from the Cultural Relics Appraisal Association to accompany me to the antique market."

Mr. Wei: "Mr. Liang?"

Wei Qingrong: "Yes!"

Mr. Liang: “Isn’t that me?”

Wei Qingrong: "The person who accompanied me that day was a short and fat man. Are there any other appraisers named Liang in your association?"

Mr. Liang: "When you said that, I remembered that I was in a meeting that day. The front desk informed me that someone was looking for me to appraise treasures, but I couldn't leave at that time, so I asked the customer to wait for a while. After the meeting, I was about to go down. The front desk informed me that he has left. It seems that he called you by this name."

Wei Qingrong...! ! !

Who went with her that day? He also deceived himself into spending five million to buy a piece of garbage, making himself a pure and innocent victim.

Mr. Liang glanced at Wei Qingrong with a strange look in his eyes, and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, our association has received several reports that there are people pretending to be them who are swindling near their association.

Many people have suffered greatly and have been defrauded of large sums of money. We have also reported this matter to the police. If Ms. Wei has any clues to help the police catch the person, the association will be grateful. "

Wei Qingrong was a little embarrassed, showed a forced smile and said: "Okay".

"It's okay. Your grandfather and I have been playing with antiques for most of my life and I still haven't figured it out. It's normal for you to be deceived for the first time," Mr. Wei comforted Wei Qingrong.

Wei Qingrong didn't feel comforted at all, only embarrassed. I wanted to please my grandfather even at all costs, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be a mistake.

Suddenly, Mr. Liang's eyes lit up as if he had seen a rare treasure, and he stuttered a little when he spoke:

"What is this, what is this?"

Looking towards Mr. Liang's gaze, Mr. Wei saw the black stone given to him by his future grandson-in-law, "You mean this stone?"

Mr. Wei picked up the stone at random and said, "What's wrong with this stone?"

Mr. Liang: "You, you, put it down quickly, ah, no, please be gentle, don't break it."

Seeing his precious look, Mr. Wei suddenly realized that this stone was not simple, it was probably a rare thing.

"What is this?" Mr. Wei asked.

Mr. Liang picked up the stone and looked at it carefully. He touched it here and there and couldn't put it down.

"This is a rare warm jade in the world. Do you think the pebbles in the park are used to massage your feet?"

"Nuanyu, what is this?"

"Warm jade is a natural good thing, nurtured by heaven and earth. It is not an ordinary jade. It has the effect of relaxing the meridians and activating collaterals. It has a nourishing effect especially on cold bodies."

"So magical?" Wei Lao asked curiously, there is such a unique stone in this world.

Mr. Liang: "Of course, you doubt my professionalism." He glared at Mr. Wei angrily.

Then he smiled flatteringly and said, "Old man Wei, where did your piece of warm jade come from? With your lack of knowledge, you won't bring such a good thing back. Tell me, who gave it to you?"

Mr. Wei specially hummed and said proudly: "Of course she is my good grandson-in-law."

"Granddaughter-in-law? Is your eldest grandson married?"

"No, she's Chen Rui's kid's little girlfriend. Let me tell you..." Mr. Wei began to praise his granddaughter-in-law's abilities to the best of everything.

Wei Qingrong couldn't stand listening anymore, it's this bumpkin again! The vase she gave was fake, so why should the inconspicuous little stone given by that bumpkin be some kind of warm jade!

Grandpa also praised her so enthusiastically in front of outsiders, and she seemed like a foil here as a big living person.

An emotion called jealousy spread crazily, and the previous account at the antique market made Wei Qingrong hate Luo Xingwei.