The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Several partners looked at each other with doubts written in their eyes.

One of them coughed lightly: "No way, Miss Rong, the seller of this collection has been appraised by five experts at the same time, and the valuation is tens of millions. How could it be a fake?"

"Oh?" Rong Ling raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Experts are also human, and human beings will always make mistakes."

"Then how does Miss Rong know it's a fake?"

"Intuition." Rong Ling didn't explain too much.

After all, she was in the imperial palace in the last world, and Rong Ling had never seen any good things. She didn't even need the so-called professionalism to spot problems at a glance.

The partners looked at each other, not knowing what to say, Tang Su said first: "In my opinion, why don't we ask experts to appraise it before opening the museum?"

Otherwise, if it is true as Rong Ling said, this vase is a fake, and it will be really ridiculous if an expert can see it.

Although the partners didn't quite believe Rong Ling's words, they couldn't help but waver a little when they saw her calm expression, as if she wasn't timid about what she said: "Well, let's do what Miss Tang said."

Two days later, Rong Ling received a call from Tang Su.

Sure enough, after a new appraisal, this white jade vase turned out to be a fake.

Tang Su and several other partners did not hesitate, and immediately chose to call the police.

Those who can jointly buy a museum are not ordinary people.Under their pressure, the police found out within two days that the owner of this vase was a speculative businessman who specially forged this Song Dynasty suet jade vase in order to use the identified price as a guarantee to obtain a loan from the bank.

As for the appraisal experts he sought, each of them charged appraisal fees ranging from 10,000+.

This happened more than ten years ago. The vase was kept in a private museum and not displayed to the public, so no one has discovered it until today.

Unexpectedly, Rong Ling shook her out instead.

For a while, this case was spread by the media, and the museum, which was not known by many people, suddenly became more famous.

The partners were very happy, and asked Tang Su to pull Rong Ling into the work group, and sent out several big red envelopes in the group: "I really want to thank Miss Rong for her sharp eyes, otherwise we would be ashamed this time. "

"That's right, there is a private dinner the day before the opening of the Zhizhi Museum. The guests are all celebrities. Miss Rong must attend, so we can introduce some friends to you."

This is work, and Rong Ling has no room to refuse.

This time, she did not use the money in the check that Chijoe gave her, but advanced Tang Su's first month's salary, and bought herself a lady's suit as an outfit on the day of the dinner.

At eight o'clock in the evening on the day of the banquet, Rong Ling arrived at the entrance of the museum on time.

Unlike the luxury cars parked at the door, the blue taxi she was riding in was very conspicuous.

At the same time, getting off the other luxury car, an alpha saw Rong Ling and looked at each other tacitly, with contempt in his eyes.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be an omega, right?" The speaker's voice was not too loud, and I don't know if it was intentional, but it was just enough for Rong Ling to hear.

"Looking at the way she scratches her head and poses, it's pretty close. I don't know if there is an invitation for her?"

"Probably not at all. I don't know which rich man is going to be cheeky to get in."

It is not uncommon for these people to say that not all omega are honest, and there are many ambitious omega who will use their beauty as a ticket to enter the high society and join the banquet of this high society.

Some lucky omegas seized the opportunity to climb high branches to achieve a class leap, but more were played.After making it, it was abandoned.

Rong Ling heard it in his ears, he didn't even bother to turn his head, and walked straight into the museum.

"Hi, Miss." The waiter at the door reached out to stop her, "Please show me your invitation card."

"I don't have an invitation." Rong Ling said.

Sure enough, as soon as the words were spoken, there were a few contemptuous glances from behind, and some people sneered: "What are you doing here without an invitation card? Hurry up and get out of the way!"

Rong Ling turned his head, as if his eyes were fixed on the other party.

Obviously she is just an omega, but her cold eyes are full of chills, more like looking at a lowly creature.

"What are you looking at?" The man became angry and raised his voice.

Rong Ling looked him up and down again, this is just a beta, probably has some status, but it is far from the alpha at the top of the pyramid.

She has always disdained to waste time on this kind of person, but took out a card with a blue background from her jacket pocket and handed it to the waiter: "This is my work card."

Before the words fell, the man's mouth was almost open enough to stuff an egg: "How is it possible?!"

His first reaction was to reach out to snatch the work permit, and get it to find out.

"Excuse me sir." The waiter blocked his hand, "This is a public place, please pay attention."

"She is an omega, how could there be such a thing?" The man still couldn't believe it, and argued with the security guard.

You have to know how much effort you have put into this invitation, how can an omega easily get in and out?

Beta felt resentful.

Tsk, when Rong Ling took back his work permit and turned to walk into the hall, he glanced at him contemptuously.

Obviously everyone is just the target of alpha's oppression, this person rushes to lick those nobles, but suppresses omega who are weaker than himself, it's hard not to be looked down upon.

Rong Ling let him continue to entangle with the security guards, and walked into the hall.

Just like outside, when entering the museum, many strange eyes still fell on her hands.

Tang Su, who was still chatting with others, saw her coming in, and walked towards her with champagne: "Miss Rong is here?"

"Yeah." Rong Ling nodded, picked up a piece of champagne, and clinked a glass with her.

The main purpose of this dinner was to bring these celebrities together, which was equivalent to invisibly advertising the museum. Tang Su brought Rong Ling to meet many people.

Although Tang Su was by his side, the attitude of these people was still polite.

It's just that when Tang Su walked away with something to do, Rong Ling heard someone behind him say quietly: "Oh, it's good to be beautiful, who said that you can't eat with your face, and beauty is indeed a resource."

Rong Ling turned around and saw a young girl about 20 years old.

She raised the corners of her lips, and her eyes could not help but fall on the neck of the other party.

"What are you looking at?" The woman suddenly felt displeased and asked Rong Ling.

Rong Ling was not annoyed: "I just think this lady's necklace is very good, very tasteful."

There is no woman who does not like to be praised, so she immediately felt complacent: "Of course, I paid nine figures for this necklace. I am afraid that some people will never earn so much money in their lifetime, so they can only ask others for it." Buy it for you."

There was a gun in her words, and Rong Ling raised his brows: "It's a pity... no matter how rich I am, I dare not wear this thing on my body."

"What do you mean?"

"Doesn't this lady know? This amethyst necklace of yours is inlaid with gold beads. Judging from the golden claws carved on it, it should be a cultural relic unearthed in ancient Egypt."

"Then what's the matter?" The woman asked arrogantly, only thinking that this showed her noble status even more.

"It's nothing." Rong Ling tilted his head, his eyes gleamed with evil light, "If I remember correctly, this necklace was buried with Princess Marit in ancient Egypt, and I didn't know you were wearing something that originally belonged to the princess. , will she be angry?"

As she spoke, Rong Ling's voice gradually became lower, and she looked at the other party with Lingling eyes, which made the woman shudder involuntarily.

For a moment, the necklace that was close to her neck seemed to be exuding coldness, and the woman's face turned pale. She didn't care about what to say to Rong Ling, and hurriedly left to go to the bathroom to take it off.

Only then did Rong Ling lean on the edge of the table behind him contentedly, forked a piece of snack and put it into his mouth.

Hmm...the taste was not bad, Rong Ling ate two more pieces in a row.

Just as she was indulging in it, another voice sounded: "It turns out that Miss Rong is here, so it's easy for me to find."

Rong Ling turned around and saw Ms. Fang, one of the partners. She hurriedly put down the plate in her hand: "What's the matter, Ms. Fang?"

"It's nothing, I just want to introduce you to a friend." Ms. Fang said, "Miss Rong, please come with me."

This Ms. Fang was kind to her in the past, and Rong Ling followed her footsteps without any worries.

The banquet was held in the hall. Ms. Fang led Rong Ling through the crowd and stopped in front of a sofa.

The person sitting on the sofa lowered his head, dressed in a dark suit, and was looking at something on the tablet with his head lowered.

She exuded an aura of keeping strangers away, virtually isolating herself from others.

This figure was so familiar no matter how you looked at it, Rong Ling paused, and wanted to back away in vain.

"Xiao Hui." Unfortunately, at this time, Ms. Fang had already spoken, "This is Miss Rong whom I told you to introduce to you last time. She has a lot of research on antiques."

As if telepathically, Chijoe raised her head.

Rong Ling's half-step back caught her eyes.

Chijoe couldn't help squinting her eyes, and stood up abruptly.

"What?" Ms. Fang said upon seeing this, "Do you know each other?"

"Do not……"

"know."

Before Rong Ling could categorically deny it, Qian Chenge interrupted her simply and neatly.

Rong Ling had no choice but to make amends, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Miss Qiancheng and I had contact because of work."

"That's really great." Ms. Fang smiled, "I originally thought that you outstanding young people should know each other more, but I didn't expect that you already knew each other, so I won't bother you, and you continue to chat. "

After all, she walked away first.

Seeing that after Ms. Fang left, Qian Chenge walked towards her, and many eyes fell on the two of them. Rong Ling hurriedly said, "Don't talk, let's go out and talk first."

She didn't want the relationship between herself and Chijoe to be exposed at this moment.exposed to the public.

"Okay." Qian Chenge curled the corner of her lower lip coldly, "That's as you wish."

The author has something to say: The author is blind to history and cultural relics, and the contents of the museum are all written in vain, please don’t take it seriously>.