C28 Stupid rich man

"Why was I so careless!" Wang Ye told her to stand still.

The boss had already made up his mind. He smiled as he came over and said, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine!" Su Lili hurriedly replied.

"What a pity about my vase! Last week, there was a guest who ordered thirty thousand yuan, what should I do!? " Su Lili glanced at the price tag, which only had 10,000 yuan on it.

Isn't this an open robbery!

"Boss, I'll give it to you. Can I swipe my card?" Wang Ye pulled Su Lili and took out his bank card.

When the boss saw this, he immediately laughed. It was really lucky to run into such a rich guy in the middle of the day! Without saying a word, he swiped Wang Ye's bank card on his POS machine. After typing in 30,000 yuan, he smiled.

He held the bank card with both hands and respectfully returned it to Wang Ye. He glanced at it, this guy might really be rich, how could he let go of such a fat sheep!

"How about this, since the vase was also broken in my shop, I'll give the young lady a vase. We can pick any one of these items, it'll be considered a gift from my shop."

knew that these things were all worthless, but he did not disturb Su Lili's interest.

"I'll return the money to you!" Su Lili seemed to have forgotten that he was tricked by someone when he just broke a vase.

Seeing that Su Lili was going to pick out more porcelain, Wang Ye couldn't sit still anymore. If he knocked out two more of them, who knows what kind of sky-high price they would offer?

It was not that Wang Ye could not be provoked, it was just that he could not let others know about Su Lili's identity so quickly. Or else, with Wang Ye's personality, he would have already destroyed this shop, and dared to ask him to pay thirty thousand, it would be great if he could give you three hundred.

A man with the image of a migrant worker rushed in. As soon as he entered, he opened up a painting with a good quality. The painting depicted the scene of the lotus pond.

It was a normal object and with a glance, one could tell it was Tang Zhonghu's replica. However, his painting technique was not bad, but his level of copying was limited. At the same time, it was also very difficult to fake the truth.

"Boss, this is a treasure passed down in my family. Take a look and see how much money I can sell it to you. I'm waiting for my life to be saved!" The laborer laid the painting across the counter.

The boss was of the same opinion. With a single glance, he could tell that the painting was a copy.

However, the painting technique was not bad. Perhaps some customers who liked Tang Zhonghu's imitation might like it. He said, "Five hundred yuan and you can sell it to me."

"What?" This is something my ancestors passed down, they said it was Tang Zhonghu's real work, why is there only 500 pieces of antique! " The labourer was immediately anxious. Perhaps someone told him that the painting could be sold for ten to twenty thousand yuan.

Wang Ye also noticed the conversation between the two, five hundred yuan was already considered as a form of conscience, after all, it was not Tang Zhonghu's real deal.

"Are you selling? "I've already given you the highest price. If you go to another house, I wouldn't even bother to look at you." As the boss spoke, he picked out a few more flaws in the painting.

Perhaps this laborer had been to another antique shop, but the owner was still willing to accept it. Therefore, he simply sold the painting. After accepting the 500 yuan, he disappeared without a trace.

"Let me see." Wang Ye walked over to the painting.

"To tell you the truth, this painting is a fake. It has already become so fake that it looks real. If you really want it, you must get a discount." The boss said with a smile.

Holding it in his hand, a refreshing feeling spread through his palm. This painting was also a pretty good antique, it might have been copied by some ancient person.

"How much is it? I'll buy it." Wang Ye took a closer look, there was something special about this painting!

"Ten thousand!" The owner gave him a thumbs-up.

"A thousand!" Wang Ye immediately cut the price, "You just spent five hundred to buy it from someone else!"

The boss smiled and said, "I'll give you a discount of at most three hundred. How about nine thousand seven hundred? After all, even if this item is copied, it is still an antique.

"Sure!" Wang Ye nodded.

Even Su Lili felt that Wang Ye had eaten the wrong medicine. A thing worth five hundred yuan was sold to him for nine thousand seven hundred yuan, this was clearly a scam.

Without enough time to persuade her, Wang Ye had already swiped the card and signed the bill. He took the painting in his hand and looked at it carefully.

"What a fool, I've never seen such a fool." The shop assistant at the side whispered.

At this moment, a man with long hair and dressed simply walked in. He appeared to be in his forties, and the moment he entered, the boss quickly went up to him as if he was his father.

"Mr. Bai, why are you here!" The shop owner signalled with his eyes and the waiter beside quickly brewed a pot of good tea.

"Come and see if there's any good treasures. Don't worry about me." The Mr. Bai said with a smile.

When they saw this man, some of the customers in the shop were stunned. This was a big shot that they had only seen on television, he was second to none in the world of antiques.

What he said was all authoritative. Some people brought the vases they wanted and hurriedly started talking to him.

However, Mr. Bai's words were ambiguous, he did not overturn the boss's bowl, but everyone still happily moved the things in their hands forward.

Just as Wang Ye was about to leave, the Mr. Bai called out, "Friend, can I take a look at that painting?"

The group stepped aside, and Mr. Bai walked in front of Wang Ye. The latter was not stingy and passed the painting to him.

"It's too petty, but my painting skills are not bad. I quite like Tang Zhonghu's painting. Even if there are some that copy is not bad, I will accept it. Can you look at the fifty thousand yuan?" Mr. Bai laughed and said.

The boss didn't even have time to breathe. He had just sold it for 9,700 yuan and it was already worth 50,000 yuan! This time, he had really hit the jackpot. He was complaining in his heart.

"This painting belongs to me, it isn't for sale!" Wang Ye did not agree.

"Seventy thousand!" Mr. Bai's smile did not change.

Everyone inhaled a breath of cold air. In their eyes, Wang Ye was initially an idiot, but in the end, they felt that he was even worse than an idiot!

One must know that this painting wasn't worth much in the first place, and he treated it as a treasure. If it were him, he would have sold it immediately. He might even owe him a favor.

"How about this, I'll offer a hundred thousand!" It won't get any higher, what do you think? " Mr. Bai revealed his starting price and returned to his seat.

He then said to Wang Ye: "Young lad, look, I've lost out on selling this thing. How about this, I'll buy it for fifteen thousand yuan."

"Do you think I'm stupid!?" Wang Ye said snappily.

"Do you really think yourself to be noobs? The piece of work in your hand is just a copy, it's not worth anything at all. If Mr. Bai likes it, then it's because he thinks highly of you." The boss is talking about the chest

He straightened up a bit.

"Who said this is worthless?" When Wang Ye said that, the entire competition grounds was silent, then everyone started laughing.

He could be considered lucky to have met the Mr. Bai, otherwise he would have been at a huge disadvantage.