The middle-aged policeman said: "Yang Liu, many people have had your experience, but they all ended in vain. First of all, you have to identify the authenticity of antiques."

"Have a professional appraisal certificate and a master with appraisal qualifications give you an appraisal of the authenticity of this painting to see if it is a fake?"

"If the person who sold it to you painted it and knew it was a fake, then he committed a crime of fraud. He didn't know the painting was a fake, but sold it as a genuine one. This does not constitute a crime."

Yang Liu asked; "What if he says this is true!"

"You have to go through the legal process. The court will decide whether the painting is authentic or not. It will depend on whether the judge believes you or him."

"But I would like to advise you. Many young people have the same experience as you. Very few go through the legal process. They all default to themselves. Of course, this is also an ancient rule."

"But we police only look at the facts."

"You were defrauded of 800,000 yuan. First, you have to prove that the value of this painting is not more than 800,000 yuan."

"Can't file a case?"

"You have to go through legal procedures. This is a civil case, not a criminal case."

Yang Liu felt so bitter in his heart!

Calling the police is useless.

There's no point in filing a lawsuit.

Someone once bought counterfeit antique coins and spent hundreds of thousands. After finding out that he had been deceived, he sued the court, but the other party directly denied that they were the coins he was selling.

The plaintiff is at his wits end.

It is impossible to prove that this thing was purchased from the defendant.

There is no invoice and no receipt.

Shopkeeper Lin said: "My friend, I would like to advise you that the antique industry is very deep. You don't even know what antiques are made, and you still learn how to pick them up."

"If this thing could be picked up, I would have made a fortune long ago. Why would I still need to open a store?"

"If you want to join the industry, you must understand the rules of the industry."

"You, just teach me a lesson."

Lin Yu looked at the painting, shook his head and sighed: "It's a good painting, but you made it look like this. I'm still going to spend money to buy it!"

The middle-aged policeman watched the two of them singing along, and then said: "Okay, stop making sarcastic remarks, and let's go. I'm already sad, but you're just rubbing salt into the wound."

Lin Yu just wants to laugh.

I not only spread salt, I also spread poison!

The middle-aged policeman looked at the painting.

We know this is a fake, but how to prove it is a fake is the key.

Yang Liu could only watch Lin Yu and the three of them leave.

"Just swallow this matter. You should admit it when you get it. Not everyone can play in this industry."

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Shopkeeper Lin laughed and said: "That idiot even called the police, thinking it would be useful."

Lin Yu said: "Do you think he will identify the authenticity?"

"Is identification useful?"

"Even if it is identified as a fake, what should I do if people don't admit that it was sold by him?"

"Where does he go to find witnesses?"

"There was no receipt at the stall, and there was no evidence that he bought the painting?"

"Taking a step back, even if someone admits it, if he says it is genuine and worth about 1 million, what can you do?"

"Just like you, you spent 10,000 yuan to buy a picture-in-picture worth 100 million yuan. Do you want to refund the difference?"

Lin Yu:????

"I'm just picking things up and testing my eyesight."

"That's it, you can't just say that you lost money and then tell people it was a fake, and you won't refund the price difference to them if you make money."

"Look at the person who sold your paintings, didn't he come to see you? That's because this is the rule of the antique shop. This kid doesn't know anything, so he just calls the police and doesn't look for reasons from himself."

[Shopkeeper Lin said it very well.]

[This is the rule in the antique shop. If you look at it, you should look at it. There is no reason to regret it. If you buy a fake, then admit it. Who made you lose your eyesight?]

[Call the police? If this can be successful, it is estimated that more than half of the entire Panjiayuan will be inside.]

[There are a lot of fakes in Panjiayuan. If we offer another one with a refund of one and a loss of three, we will make a lot of money.]

[Refund one and pay three? Brother, are you crazy? If you have the ability, try it and see if you can succeed.]

[Father-in-law, if you dare to pick up the slack in front of you even if you don’t condone him, you are crazy!]

Shopkeeper Lin asked: "By the way, why did you get into trouble with him?"

After Lin Yu told the reason.

Shopkeeper Lin was stunned for a moment.

What?

This is a stupid young man!

We are still negotiating the price, and he comes to grab the business?

I obviously want to take advantage of the opportunity to pick something up in front of you!

Shopkeeper Lin smiled and said: "It's not good to offend anyone, but I offend my father-in-law. He deserves to be unlucky. Father-in-law, didn't you find a treasure?"

"Why do you also call the whole thing?"

Lin Yu was speechless.

Forget it, Buddha, just follow the call.

You have to set the pace!

"Haha... This is your name. It is a status symbol. Just like Maweidu, we all call it Jingye, Xu Dacheng calls it Buddha, and you are the father-in-law."

Shopkeeper Lin smiled and continued: "With this title, you are the top master in the collection world. Look at me, after so many years, I don't even have a title."

That makes sense.

"What baby?"

"Why are you still thinking about me picking up the leaks?"

"Let me see?"

"Let's go back to the store."

"Okay..."

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Treasure Pavilion

Shopkeeper Lin looked at the jade pig handle that Lin Yu took out, nodded and said: "It's true, it's a jade pig handle from the Western Han Dynasty. It was something the tomb owner held in his hand after he died."

"Does my father-in-law want to take action on things from the Western Han Dynasty?"

Lin Yu shook his head: "No need, just show it to you. I also collect and collect things from each generation."

"Then I won't make an offer. By the way, Guangheng is planning to hold an antique festival for ten days. Many treasures will appear there."

"You can go there and walk around, you may be able to get some good stuff!"

Lin Yudao: "Isn't Panjiayuan the largest antique trading market?"

"Panjiayuan is, but there are also other places, Taizhou, Guangheng, Qinhuang, Wuyin...etc., there are so many!"

"There is a festival held in Guangheng. There are many treasures. You can try to pick them up there."

"When does it start?"

"It's tomorrow. Master Fo, Master Jing, and several other big guys are going to join in the fun."

Why haven’t I heard this news?

Lord Buddha also went?

This guy didn’t even notify me.

Lin Yu nodded: "I understand. Thank you for telling me. If I find a treasure, I will come back and let you choose one you like."

"Free?"

"Here's the money, I'll give you a 20% discount."

Shopkeeper Lin smiled: "Then I will wait for my father-in-law to return in triumph."

Lin Yu walked out of the Treasure Pavilion.

Xu Xiaofeng asked: "Brother Lin, are you going to Guangheng?"

"Well, I stopped by to take a look. Why didn't you tell you that your father was gone?"

"No." Xu Xiaofeng shook his head;

"They didn't tell me?"

"I'm just afraid that if you pick up the big leaks, you'll finish them all."
Chapter completed!