"Mr. Chen, do you want to stay for dinner?" Mr. Dorman asked.
"No, I need to go home."
"Is your girlfriend waiting for you at home?"
Chen Zhao shook his head: "There are other things."
"Then I won't keep you. By the way, this is my business card. If you have any need in this regard, you can contact me." Mr. Doman handed Chen Zhao an exquisite business card.
Chen Zhao glanced at the business card. The name was on the front, Fukli Doman.
On the back is the name of the company, Alina Art Appraisal Company.
There is also a flurry of phone numbers.
"Mr. Dorman, are you doing art appraisal?"
"We also do auctions," Mr. Dorman said.
"Then you should know a lot about artwork."
"What do you want to know about?"
"What kind of artwork is valuable? Is there the easiest way to tell?"
"First of all, the age. In principle, the older something is, the more valuable it is. The second is rarity. For example, there are only three commemorative gold coins of the Crown of France issued by the King of France in 1798. There are only three coins left today. Each of these coins The price of each coin exceeds one million U.S. dollars. However, the Imperial Commemorative Gold Coin issued by the Royal Bank of England in the same year is only available in the hands of many collectors, so the price of each coin is only 10,000 U.S. dollars... "
Mr. Doman is very professional in this area, even if Chen Zhao just wants to have a brief understanding.
Mr. Dorman also spared no effort to explain to Chen Zhao the value of these collections.
Chen Zhao didn't understand it at all, because there were so many ways to do it.
Even what Mr. Dorman has said is just the tip of the iceberg.
It is obviously impossible to explain it to a layman with these few words.
"If Mr. Chen wants to know the value of something, the easiest way is to get it appraised by my company instead of buying it before appraising it." Mr. Dorman gave Chen Zhao advice.
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Dorman."
"I have a book on art appraisal here. You can look through it if you have time."
"Thanks."
Mr. Doman found the art appraisal book, but Chen Zhao did not refuse.
…
Chen Zhao returned home and found that there was one more person at home.
Farr has arrived and is now helping in the kitchen.
"Far, why are you here?"
Farr glanced at Chen Zhao and put down what he was doing.
Following Chen Zhao to the living room, Farr looked at Chen Zhao with a scrutinizing gaze: "Chen, what is the relationship between you and my sister?"
"What's the relationship? She and I are friends, we can also be said to be roommates. Otherwise, what kind of relationship do you want us to have?" Chen Zhao was asked inexplicably.
At this time, Fali came out with the dishes: "She thought we were boyfriend and girlfriend."
"How about we develop and develop tonight and break through the pure friendship relationship?" Chen Zhao grinned.
"You really don't have anything to do with it?" Farr still didn't believe it.
After all, Fali's ability to live in a room with a man already shows that she has no ill feelings towards this man, and even has a good impression of him.
"What relationship do you need from us? Besides, even if I have something to do with Chen, what are you going to do? Bless us or do you intend to prevent us from being together?"
"I just want to know, that's all."
"Are you just here to gossip?"
Chen Zhao sat on the sofa and reached for a piece of meat on the plate. Far frowned, but Fali seemed to be used to it.
Chen Zhao was able to make this move so naturally, while Fali was indifferent, which shows that their relationship is definitely not that simple.
Farr kept thinking in her mind. Anyway, she only believed what she saw and thought.
Chen Zhao suddenly took off his shirt, and Farr was startled: "What are you doing?"
"Uh... I forgot you were here." Chen Zhao also reacted, but he had already taken off his shirt and there was no reason to put it back on.
Farr was even more certain that Chen Zhao and Fali had definitely seen each other shirtless.
"What happened to your shoulder? Were you hit?" Farr saw obvious bruises on Chen Zhao's left shoulder.
"When I was taking fighting lessons today, I was accidentally hit by the coach."
"No, this was a blunt force injury. Did your coach use a baseball bat to train you?"
"Put some medicine on my shoulder for me."
Given Chen Zhao's physical condition, he still had such a bruise. One can only imagine how strong that gangster was at that time.
While helping Chen Zhao apply the plaster, Farr admired Chen Zhao's body: "I didn't realize that your body is so strong."
After speaking, Farr glanced at Fali from the corner of his eyes, trying to see her reaction.
Unfortunately for Fali, she was tired of looking at Chen Zhao's body.
It was not like she had never seen Chen Zhao naked before.
At this time, Baima came over, swaying, looked at Chen Zhao and Fa'er cautiously, then stretched out his paw to pick at the plate, and brought a piece of meat to his mouth.
Baima has figured out that he is injured, so Chen Zhao and Fali are particularly tolerant of his behavior.
When Black Horse saw White Horse's success, he did the same thing. Before he could stretch out his claws, Chen Zhao kicked him over.
"Get out of here, don't you see any guests here? Don't you think it's embarrassing?"
"How did that white wolf get injured?"
"Why do people around me recognize them as wolves when they see them?"
"They were so big, even for wolves, that the largest dogs couldn't grow to that size."
Black Horse and White Horse are over 120 centimeters tall at the shoulder and weigh over 100 kilograms. They are absolute beasts.
"You haven't said how it was injured."
"Bitten by a shark."
"It's really bad luck."
"It should be said that it is lucky, at least it is not dead."
"Too."
Heima was kicked by Chen Zhao and felt unhappy. She took out the dog food alone and dragged it to the door to eat by herself.
Fal couldn't help but laugh when he saw Heima's extremely spiritual performance.
She has never seen a dog that knows how to take the dog food off the shelf by itself, and how to open the dog food that she eats.
The point is... it's still a wolf.
"How about selling me a dog?"
"No, don't say this again." Chen Zhao responded calmly.
"Don't forget, you still owe me a favor."
"Please, you just tested a blood sample for me. The worst I can do is give you the money for the test. If you want to blackmail me with this, that's going too far."
"I'm just joking." Farr glared at Chen Zhao.
"Have you known each other before? I don't even know." Fali said meaningfully.
"I'm not very familiar with him. I've met him a few times at work." Farr said quickly. She didn't want her sister to misunderstand: "Chen, are you still working as an illegal doctor? Why don't you get a medical license? This is not difficult for you."
"Of course it is difficult. Most of my medical knowledge is learned from China, and the medical standards in China are somewhat different from those in the United States. If I were asked to retake the medical license test here, I would do everything in the next six months. No."
(End of chapter)