Seeing someone slandering the boss's treasure, the assistant said angrily, "Oh, this was auctioned at a price of 130 million yuan. How dare you say it is a fake?"

"It's just our boss. If it had been anyone else, you would have been in trouble today."

"Okay, okay, okay! It's obviously a lie, but you insist on saying it's true. What can I do to deceive myself?"

Chen Fan was too lazy to tell him.

Seeing Chen Fan being so confident, the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice, "Young man, have you done research on this?"

Chen Fandao, "I don't dare to do research, but I know a little bit."

"But I am 100% sure that it is not from the Yuan Dynasty."

"oh?"

The middle-aged man handed over the blue and white porcelain, "Tell me about it."

"As long as you say it right, I can agree to any of your conditions."

If it is true or false, then you will be slapped in the face.

And the impact of this incident is extremely bad.

He didn't believe Chen Fan, but he doubted whether the leader had noticed it.

Although the boss doesn’t want it, what does it mean if you give me a fake?

What about being a fool?

There is a rule in the antique making business, which is not to take things from other people's hands easily.

You can put things down and others will pick them up again.

If someone plays a trick on you and he lets go when you go to pick it up, you will definitely have to pay for it if it breaks.

Seeing the middle-aged man hand over the porcelain bottle, Chen Fan smiled and said, "Just put it down."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man also laughed.

In fact, he also wanted to test whether Chen Fan really understood the rules. He didn't mean to trick Chen Fan.

Put the bottle back in the suitcase and let the assistant make room.

"Uncle, I think you are quite compatible, so I'll tell you about it!"
Chapter completed!