But then again, are those black-hearted bosses moral?

Making ill-gotten gains by selling fake goods is simply garbage among human beings.

And I will soon transform into an angel of justice, dedicated to cleaning up this garbage.

After getting off the bus, walk along the street.

A jade shop called Biyu Zhai came into view.

You can't go to Fan Jian's jade shop.

Because I have been there before, there will definitely not be fakes in the store.

At this moment, a shop named Yushantang caught Zhang Hao's attention.

This store is not small, so if there are fakes, there will definitely be a lot of them.

This is it!

Zhang Hao walked into the store and carefully appraised each piece of jade.

"Well, this Jade Guanyin is fake."

"This jadeite Pixiu is also fake."

"This emerald bracelet is also fake."

"The Jade Buddha is also fake."

"Fake."

"Fake."

"It's fake again!"

Soon, Zhang Hao walked around the store.

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, you will be shocked when you see it.

There are actually fifteen fake items in this store.

I have to say that the owner of this store has a very dark heart.

In my thoughts, I walked to the counter.

Looking at the saleswoman, she took out her bank card and put it on the counter.

"Hello, beautiful woman. I bought all the fifteen pieces of jade I saw just now."

"Not for sale!"

"What?"

Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment.

He never expected that the young lady would not sell it.

"Why not sell it?"

“There’s no reason, I just won’t sell it!”

Zhang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, looking puzzled.

When I observed the young lady's indifferent expression, I suddenly understood something.

Needless to say, the news of buying fake goods from Fan Jian's store spread in this street.

After all, Fan Jian was asked to pay more than 50 million yuan in compensation, which must have caused quite a stir.

And I was blacklisted by the jade shop on this street.

In desperation, I had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Then, Zhang Hao went to several jade shops.

But in the end they all walked out very depressed.

Although there were many fakes in those stores, when they saw it was me, the salesperson said: Not for sale!

"What the hell, I'm so angry!"

“You are so arrogant when selling fake goods!”

"report!"

"Must report!"

Angrily, Zhang Hao took out his cell phone.

Suddenly, an old voice came.

"Zhang Hao?"

Looking around, a white-haired old man walked over.

After taking a closer look, it turned out to be the old man named Zhao.

I met him before in Fan Jian's shop, and then again at Grandpa Su Yuyan's birthday party.

At this time, Grandpa Zhao came to Zhang Hao with a smile.

"Zhang Hao, I didn't expect it to be you. What are you doing here?"

"It's okay, I'll just walk around."

"Oh, don't you know a lot about antiques? I plan to go to the antique market. Do you want to go with me?"

"No, I have to go home later."

"Go ahead, I heard that a batch of new goods has arrived there. If you have a good eye, you might be able to find some treasures."

"forget it……"

Just when Zhang Hao was about to refuse, he suddenly thought of a clever plan.
Chapter completed!