313: C313 Bastards

C313 Bastards

Lu Xiangyang didn't take these people's words to heart. He pulled over a chair and sat down comfortably.

Seeing how calm he was, many people gritted their teeth in anger.

This kid really knew how to act cool. He was about to lose face, and he even thought of himself as the boss.

At this time, Wang Qiebo had already arrived beside Xiao Guanghui. He said with a smile, "Chief Xiao, what antique do you have for me to appraise? Quickly take it out."

Every time he mentioned antiques, his occupational disease would arise, and he would become extremely excited.

Without needing Xiao Guanghui to say anything, Wang Jian already gave him the glass of wine in his hand. He said, "Specialist Wang, can you take a look and see if this is an antique?"

Wang Qiebo took the glass with a smile, then put it in his palm and carefully looked at it.

At this moment, many people were looking at Lu Xiangyang.

The heck! Just wait and see. You are going to lose your face soon. At that time, we will all wait and see how you are going to crawl under Qin Yunfei's crotch.

A moment later, Wang Qibo had finished his appraisal. He looked at Xiao Guanghui with an excited expression and asked, "Director Xiao, which friend gave this to you?"

Xiao Guanghui felt that it was too embarrassing to admit that this stall was given to him by a friend, so he shook his head and said, "Specialist Wang, don't misunderstand. This was not given to me by a friend."

Wang Jian took the words and said, "It was a useless son-in-law who picked up trash from the garbage heap. Haha."

What?

Picking it up from the garbage dump?!

Wang Qibo's expression became extremely shocked.

"Who picked it up?" Wang Qiebo then asked again. To be able to pick up a treasure from a garbage heap, that was truly a genius. Perhaps he knew how to appraise antiques, so he could spar with him.

Wang Jian laughed until his waist bent down. He turned his head to look at Lu Xiangyang and said, "It's this trash. He came to Uncle Xiao's house today to freeload. He didn't get a red packet, so he took out this stall to make up the numbers."

"Hahaha." Many people laughed along with him, and they kept emphasizing to Lu Xiangyang, telling him to quickly kneel down and crawl into his crotch to call him grandpa.

Lu Xiangyang snorted, and ignored these idiots. He looked at Wang Qibo and said, "Specialist Wang, could you please tell these short-sighted people that the antique in your hand is real?"

Wang Qiebo nodded his head. His expression became more and more excited as he said, "It's true."

What?

Really?

Damn, how was this possible??

Almost everyone did not believe it. They suspected that they had heard wrongly and were all dumbfounded.

Xiao Guanghui knitted his brows into a straight line and said to Wang Qiebo, "Specialist Wang, you can't joke about this kind of thing. If the appraisal is wrong, it will affect your reputation."

Qin Yunfei was startled. He couldn't afford to lose. Otherwise, he would have to kneel down and crawl into Lu Xiangyang's crotch, and call him grandfather.

Therefore, he quickly agreed and said, "Specialist Wang, take a closer look. That thing in your hand must be from a local stall. It must have been bought by a useless son-in-law, Lu Xiangyang, from the Two Yuan Shop. It can't be an antique."

In Wang Qibo's opinion, this meant that someone was questioning him. Therefore, he immediately said with a cold face, "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to question my appraisal of antiques?"

Qin Yunfei smiled awkwardly and said, "Specialist Wang, I'm not questioning you. I just feel that it's impossible. Lu Xiangyang, this useless son of a b * tch, has come to my house. How could he possibly have an antique?"

Since he was able to get his hands on antiques, he was afraid that he would need at least a few hundred thousand to buy them this time.

Lu Xiangyang was a gigolo who depended on women. Why would he use so much money to buy an antique and give it to someone else?

"En, what this Young Master Qin said makes sense." Xiao Guanghui nodded and said, "Specialist Wang, why don't you take a look again."

Wang Qibo was already very unhappy after being suspected one after another. In the past, he had appraised antiques in front of millions of people on TV. No one would dare to have any doubts. Besides, he had been in the Appraisal industry for decades. He had never made a mistake.

He had full confidence in himself. Besides, the antique in his hand was not difficult to identify, and he would never make a mistake.

Pah!

Slapping the table heavily, Wang Qibo said angrily, "I said, this antique is real, that's true. If anyone is not convinced, you can find other experts to appraise it."

Xiao Guanghui was stunned for a moment. Since Wang Qiebo's attitude was so firm, it meant that there was no problem with this antique. For a moment, he turned his head and looked at Lu Xiangyang with great difficulty. The expression on his face was very surprised.

He didn't expect that the gift Lu Xiangyang gave him was actually an antique.

What the f * ck! How could this be?

Wang Jian was dumbfounded. He initially thought that Lu Xiangyang was only giving him trash, but he didn't expect that in the end, after some appraisal, it would turn out to be an antique.

Hiss!

Gu Qiushui, Bai Minmin, and the others all sucked in a breath of cold air. When they looked at Lu Xiangyang, they only felt a burning sensation on their faces. It had only been a few minutes, but Lu Xiangyang had already fiercely slapped their faces.

Qin Yunfei's face alternated between green and purple, asking him to drill into Lu Xiangyang's crotch. It was absolutely impossible to call him Grandpa Lu Xiangyang again. He was still hoping for luck, so he immediately asked Wang Qiebo, "Specialist Wang, is the antique in your hand worth 100,000 yuan?"

According to the bet between him and Lu Xiangyang, he would only lose if Lu Xiangyang's gift was worth more than 100,000 yuan.

Even if Lu Xiangyang's present was an antique, as long as the price did not exceed 100,000 yuan, he would still win.

Wang Qiebo was so excited that he was beaming with joy. He said with a smile, "It's more than 100,000 yuan. The cup in my hand is called the Glaze Night Glow Cup. It is the favorite concubine of the Light Influence Emperor during the Qing Dynasty, and it is used by Imperial Concubine Wang. According to the current market price, it should be around 500,000 yuan. "

What?

Half a million?

Damn, this was too scary!

As he said this, the surrounding aura of death was all around him. Each and every one of them was dumbfounded.

A stall that was bought by a 2 Yuan shop was actually worth so much, 500,000.

Plop!

Zhang Shu was so scared that he fell down from his seat. This was the first time he saw an antique, it was indeed worth a lot of money. Such a small wine glass was worth five hundred thousand.

Gu Qiushui stared at Lu Xiangyang with her mouth agape. She felt that she could not think straight.

Was he really the useless son-in-law that everyone talked about?

She was afraid that it was not that simple. She did not even take a look at which son-in-law could casually take out five hundred thousand yuan worth of antiques as a gift for the opening of the shop.

Heavens, could it be that he was a person who hid his true abilities? Who exactly was he?

This was the first time Gu Qiushui had a strong sense of exploration and curiosity towards a man.

Fan Chao's eyes suddenly lit up. This was more and more evidence. His previous guess about Lu Xiangyang was that Lu Xiangyang was indeed pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. He was afraid that his identity would make him lose his luster.

The heck, how could this be? 'Damn it, it's impossible for me to kneel down before Lu Xiangyang today.' 'I'll call him grandfather again.' Qin Yunfei wanted to die. Initially, he thought that... It was a win-win bet, but the situation turned around in an instant.

But at this moment, Lu Xiangyang said to Qin Yunfei with a smile, "According to the bet, I won. Alright, you can kneel down now and crawl under my crotch. Call me grandpa a few more times."0

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