Jiang Hongbin didn't expect that Chen Yu would suddenly ridicule him like this. His face turned red with anger, and he pointed at Chen Yu angrily and said, "Do you have the ability to say it again?"
"Say it again?"
Chen Yu suddenly became happy, hugged his shoulders and laughed teasingly: "This is the first time I heard that someone wanted to be scolded so actively. You opened my eyes."
Jiang Hongbin was so angry that his eyes were full of anger, but Zhang Qian hugged her shoulders, covered her mouth and started laughing.
She patted Chen Yu on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Chen Yu, I didn't expect that you have such a sharp tongue. Can you teach me some other time?"
"Okay, but some people just like to scold them for nothing. What do you think we should do?"
Chen Yu and Zhang Qian were chatting, and Jiang Hongbin was so angry that he slammed the table and angrily yelled: "Hey, boy, you dare to speak ill of me behind my back, are you looking for death?"
"Hey, I'm not talking about you. As a grown man, why are you babbling here?"
Zhang Qian on the side finally couldn't stand Jiang Hongbin anymore and came directly in front of him, pinched her waist and said angrily: "If you can't stand us, get away as soon as possible!"
"You still have control over what we are talking about in broad daylight. You are the Pacific Police. How can you control us so leniently?"
"you… "
Jiang Hongbin was immediately stunned by the scolding of this irritable beauty. He pointed at Zhang Qian in shock, but could not say a word.
"You, what are you? You don't want us to stay here. If you have the ability, just wrap up everything in this store. We will leave naturally. If you don't have the ability, don't bother us to buy things!"
Jiang Hongbin was suddenly speechless and looked at Zhang Qian with shock.
Unexpectedly, this beauty was like a rapid-fire barrage of words, and she couldn't even get a word out of her mouth.
Jiang Hongbin is indeed considered a rich second generation, but his family does not have that much money to buy all the treasures in the antique store.
He can only afford to buy something worth around 10,000 to 20,000 yuan as a birthday gift.
Jiang Hongbin's face turned red with anger, and he couldn't say a word. He could only stand aside angrily, glaring at the two people with an angry face.
"Come on, let's pick ours and ignore that idiot."
Zhang Qian's fighting skills were so fierce that Chen Yu was dumbfounded. He couldn't help but give a thumbs up gesture and praised in shock: "Tsk, tsk, you are so good at swearing, do you still need me to teach you?"
"I'm afraid even I can't compare to you. You are just a female warrior."
Zhang Qian covered her mouth, secretly having fun, and hurriedly patted Chen Yu's shoulder, saying helplessly: "Okay, okay, stop being so talkative, and hurry up and help me choose a gift!"
Chen Yu found out that Zhang Qian's grandfather, Zhang Guoqiang, happened to like copying copybooks, and there were many priceless copybooks at home. He immediately clapped his hands.
Isn't it a coincidence? The thing he wanted to choose today happened to be a copybook!
So Chen Yu walked to the counter, glanced at the items on the counter, and quickly locked on Wang Xizhi's copybook.
"Boss, can you take this out and show it to me?"
Chen Yu pointed at the copybook, and the boss immediately laughed with him, nodding his head with a smile: "Okay, okay!"
Chen Yu took the copybook from the boss's hand and read it carefully.
Zhang Qian, who was on the side, also came over and couldn't help but asked doubtfully: "You can also appraise treasures, how versatile are you?"
Chen Yu smiled and waved his hand, and explained helplessly: "I don't know how to identify treasures. I just feel that this copybook has an indescribable sense of familiarity."
"If you buy it and give it to your grandpa, he will probably like it."
"My grandpa likes to copy copybooks the most. If this is true, grandpa will definitely be very happy."
Zhang Qian also nodded and echoed with a smile.
Chen Yu pointed to the copybook in his hand and asked the shop owner: "How much does this copybook cost?"
"Oh, this customer, you really have good taste!"
When the shop owner saw the copybook in Chen Yu's hand, his face suddenly lit up and he said with great excitement: "Customer, you have really good eyesight. This is Wang Xizhi's copybook!"
"Seeing that you want it so sincerely, then I won't lie to you. Just give me two hundred thousand, and this copybook will be yours!"
"Two hundred thousand? Is it so expensive?"
Zhang Qian couldn't help but sighed and sighed.
"Yes, antique calligraphy and paintings like this are very expensive, but this two hundred thousand is too expensive. Boss, if you can make it cheaper, we will take it."
Chen Yu didn't waste any time and bargained directly: "How about fifty thousand for a fixed price?"
"Fifty thousand? You... the price you gave is too low, right?"
The shop owner's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly explained with a smile: "This guest, this is really an authentic work of Wang Xizhi. I was not willing to sell it even if I was offered 250,000 yuan before."
"If I hadn't given you a discount of 50,000 yuan because I was destined to you, why would you just give me the lowest price in history?"
The boss was crying and looked extremely uncomfortable.
Chen Yu waved his hand and said, "Forget it if you don't want to sell it. Let's go look at other things."
This boss is too good at bullshitting, so why talk about fate
It was a joke. He sold it cheaply because he thought the copybook was a high-end knockoff and had no idea that the original was hidden inside.
If he knew it was a genuine copybook by Wang Xizhi, he would probably have to pay 600,000 yuan before he would sell it!
When the shop owner saw Chen Yu turning around to leave, he suddenly became anxious and waved his hands hurriedly: "Hey, hey, sir, you... don't leave in a hurry!"
"Okay, okay, I'll give you 50,000 yuan. I just opened my business, so I'll take some losses!"
The shop owner looked like he was at a disadvantage, which made Chen Yu couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
Soon, Zhang Qian paid the money. The shop owner packed the things neatly and handed them to Zhang Qian. He couldn't help but sigh: "Miss, your boyfriend is really good at bargaining!"
Zhang Qian's face turned red, and she was about to explain that Chen Yu was not her boyfriend when she heard the man's sneer and mocking tone in the distance.
"Haha, what's the use of being able to bargain? You don't have good eyesight. You bought a fake product and you're still complacent about it?"
The person who spoke was clearly Jiang Hongbin on the side.
His eyes were full of ridicule. He looked at Zhang Qian and Chen Yu teasingly, pointed at the bag in their hands, and said sarcastically: "How can the real copybook of Wang Xizhi only sell for 50,000 yuan?"
"Stop talking nonsense here. Do you know how to appreciate antiques?"
Zhang Qian buried herself angrily, but Jiang Hongbin looked proud at this moment, hugged his shoulders and sneered: "Although I don't understand, there are people who understand better than me."