"Brother Ye, how did you design this mechanism? Why is it so clever?"

Jiang Zhong asked quietly in Ye Fan's ear.

This scene really shocked him.

Ye Fan chuckled, "It's just some little tricks. If Brother Jiang is interested, I will tell you in detail later."

For Jiang Zhong and Lei Lao, Ye Fan regarded them as friends from the bottom of his heart. For friends, Ye Fan would never hide them.

"Okay, it's settled."

Jiang Zhong was very moved by the little trick that Ye Fan said, and he must grasp this so-called little trick in his hands.

Looking at Jiang Zhong's fiery gaze, Ye Fan smiled bitterly. It seems that this is the hobby of the vice president of the Antiques Association.

After all, the Antiques Association is the orthodoxy of Jiangnan City’s antique shops, so every senior person in the Antiques Association has been carefully studied.

Take Mr. Lei, for example. Almost everyone in the Jiangnan City antique circle knows that this old man likes to hunt for novel and new objects.

Once you encounter something fresh, it's like a gourmet encountering delicious food, and you can't move at all.

Therefore, many people will do what they like.

But I have only heard that Mr. Lei likes to hunt for novelty and new things, but I have never heard of Jiang Zhong's hobbies.

Today, Ye Fan seemed to have discovered a new world.

Seeing Ye Fan looking at him with a strange look, Jiang Zhong guessed what Ye Fan was thinking and smiled awkwardly.

"Master Feng, what else do you have to say?"

At this time, Mr. Lei stood up, looked at Feng Xiao and asked in a deep voice.

At this point, it has been proven that Feng Xiao has failed.

I came here with great interest, thinking that if I came with an unparalleled treasure, I would definitely win the laurels and become the center of attention.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a joke.

The treasure I longed for turned out to be a fake, and the faker was right in front of me.

How funny is this?

With bitterness on his face, Feng Xiao shook his head and walked off the stage in disappointment.

His mentality has collapsed, and at the same time, the hatred for Ye Fan in his heart has reached its extreme.

At this moment, he had made a decision in his heart that Ye Fan must be killed at all costs.

Even if it means paying a huge price, Ye Fan cannot be allowed to survive.

Not looking at Ye Fan, Feng Xiao sat on his seat, squinting, thoughtfully.

Seeing Feng Xiao's devastated look, Ye Fan sneered again and again, such a fool deserved this fate.

However, this feeling of revenge is indeed very satisfying.

Ye Fan has never been a saint and cannot tolerate everything.

All he wants is revenge, and he won't wait at all.

To say that he is narrow-minded, well, he has never thought about pursuing saints.

Therefore, no matter who wants to harm yourself, you must bear your own anger.

Seeing that Feng Xiao was becoming more interested, Lei Lao nodded with satisfaction and thought to himself, if you still dare to stay here, let's see how I can fix you.

A faint smile appeared on his face, and Mr. Lei said with a smile: "The people here are all the leaders of Jiangnan City. They have excellent eyesight. To be honest, even if I am an old man, I can't tell whether this object is real or fake.

, but those here can tell the difference. This kind of eyesight makes the old man admire him. However, antique appraisal still requires a lot of effort.

It's better to take it one step at a time, and remember not to mess with the rules. There have been three fakes at this treasure appraisal meeting, which really makes me sad. Have all the leaders of Jiangnan City gotten to this point?

Do you need to use fakes to participate in the treasure appraisal? If this is the case, I am afraid that the antiques in Jiangnan City will be completely ruined."

As he said this, Mr. Lei's expression was filled with sadness.

Even the circles under his eyes became slightly red.

There is no doubt that Mr. Lei's heart is indeed full of grief at this moment.

But, is it just pretending, or is it the real thing?

I'm afraid only he himself knows the truth.

At least Ye Fan didn't feel cold when he saw Old Lei's actions in front of him. He understood the old man quite well.

Although this old man really values ​​the Jiangnan Antique Circle in his heart, he still can't reach the point where his inner emotions are affected by some unrelated people.

With his reaction like this, I'm afraid it's more of an act.

However, Ye Fan really admired Mr. Lei's ability to express his emotions at any time.

Controlling your emotions to the point where you can express them as you wish is not something that just anyone can do.

This requires a strong heart and even sufficient experience to be able to do it.

Casting an envious look at Mr. Lei, Ye Fan snickered: "When did this old man develop such abilities? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have known he had such strength."

After a while, the sadness on Mr. Lei's face gradually subsided, and then he burst into tears and smiled: "People are sentimental. The older we get, the easier it is to become emotional, which makes everyone laugh."

Everyone below applauded, and Ye Fan also cooperated, but his heart was full of helplessness.

This old man, the more he acts, the more real he becomes. In order to win applause, he will do anything he can to win applause.

However, Mr. Lei raised his hand to indicate that there was no need for this.

"Our treasure appraisal meeting will continue. Next is the City Lord's Mansion. Mr. Fu from the City Lord's Mansion will be invited to take the stage."

Looking at Mr. Fu, Mr. Lei had a smile on his face.

Compared to the Heavenly King's Mansion, the old man had a pretty good impression of the City Lord's Mansion.

After all, he also has a good relationship with City Lord Li, so naturally he won't be too embarrassed.

Mr. Fu smiled and nodded, then led his entourage onto the stage.

The items Mr. Fu brought were different from the decorations used by those before. They were wrapped in oil paper.

Seeing the attendant take out the oil paper bag from his arms, Ye Fan's heart confirmed it: "Jade."

He straightened his sitting posture in an instant, and the cynical look on Ye Fan's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and instead revealed a dignified posture.

Jiang Zhong on the side felt the deepest feeling. He couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Ye Fan's appearance changed instantly.

"How do you know this is jade?"

But what surprised him was that Ye Fan didn't reply to him, but his eyes were fixed on Mr. Fu. To be precise, it was the oil paper bag in his hand.

The oil paper bag was wrapped in a square shape, as if the owner had obsessive-compulsive disorder, with sharp edges and corners.

There are red silk threads wrapped around it, which is very regular.

I saw Mr. Fu taking it upon himself to slowly uncover the thread.

The hands were white and delicate, just like a woman's hands.

His movements were gentle, as if he was afraid of damaging the objects inside.

The silk thread slowly untied, and the oil paper opened more gently.

Ye Fan's face became heavier and heavier, and even his breathing was a little hurried.

Jiang Zhong was secretly surprised, what exactly did Ye Fan discover?

But at this time, it was not the time to ask questions at all, so he quickly turned his head and looked at the stage.
Chapter completed!