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Chapter 90 The Speed ??of Light Changes Faces

"Really?" Xiao Beichen heard this, looked at the hammer in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said: "Everyone can see clearly what happened just now. If you don't come over and pull me, how could this bottle...

broken?"

"Moreover……"

"I just asked Mr. Chen to sell me this bottle and then let me smash it."

"But he doesn't want to!"

Xiao Beichen's proud tone made Xiang Zhicheng go crazy instantly. He glared angrily, stared at Xiao Beichen fiercely, and continued to quibble: "You are farting. It's obvious that you want to smash it yourself and deliberately framed me!"

"Xiao Beichen!"

"Listen to me, there is no way to frame me!"

"Hurry up and pay!"

"I don't have time to continue arguing with you here."

Hearing Xiang Zhicheng's words, Jiang Zhilan in the audience immediately looked at Jiang Muyun with an angry face and said angrily: "Look...look, you, this good-for-nothing husband, will cause trouble!"

"Let it go if he causes trouble."

"You actually want to drag my husband into the water, you are so cruel!"

"Jiang Muyun!"

"I tell you, if you don't give me an explanation today, don't call me aunt in the future!"

"Aunt, I..." Jiang Muyun looked very ugly at the moment. She did not expect that things would reach this point. Now the blue and white gourd bottle worth nearly 100 million has been smashed, and no one wants to pay for it.

And there is...

Regardless of whether the money is lost or not, the relationship between the Xiang family and the Xiang family has been settled.

This is what Jiang Muyun least wants to see.

on the stage.

Chen Yanping came back from his shock with a normal expression. Because he didn't spend much money on this bottle, it was a pity to smash it, but he didn't feel so distressed.

and……

The person who broke this bottle is here. Whether it is Xiao Beichen or Xiang Zhicheng, the 90 million yuan still has to be compensated. No matter what, Chen Yanping will not lose.

Chen Yanping hasn't spoken yet.

Xiang Kunlun could no longer sit still. He immediately looked at Chen Yanping and said seriously: "Brother Chen, what you just saw with your own eyes has nothing to do with my son. If you want to find someone to compensate, go to Xiao Beichen!"

Hear this.

Xiang Zhicheng nodded repeatedly, looked at Chen Yanping, with a panicked look on his face, and defended himself: "Uncle Chen, you and the guests in the audience have sharp eyes. You must not have wronged me."

"this……"

After hearing what the two said, Chen Yanping frowned slightly, thinking that it was indeed Xiao Beichen who was behind this incident and deliberately used Xiang Zhicheng's hand to break the blue and white gourd bottle.

But……

As soon as Chen Yanping saw Jiang Muyun sitting in the audience and Zheng Tianhao behind her, he suddenly murmured in his heart. Although the Xiang family is a famous family in Yancheng and has high prestige, Xiang Kunlun also has a high status in the antique world.

But in comparison.

The big shot behind Jiang Muyun makes Chen Yanping even more afraid, and Xiao Beichen is Jiang Muyun's husband. If all the responsibility is put on Xiao Beichen, it will definitely offend Jiang Muyun and the mysterious big shot behind her.

so……

The best way at the moment is to let Xiang Zhicheng take the blame. Anyway, with the financial resources of the Xiang family, ninety million is nothing. It just sacrifices the friendship with Xiang Kunlun for decades.

Think of this.

Chen Yanping looked up at the three of them, frowned, and said with a smile: "Brother Kunlun, this is your fault. I just saw clearly that it was broken by nephew Zhicheng. How can you blame Xiao Beichen?

Woolen cloth?"

"What?"

Xiang Kunlun, his son and everyone in the audience were stunned when they heard Chen Yanping's words, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"what's the situation?"

"Why is Mr. Chen talking for Xiao Beichen? He is so confused?"

"What the hell!"

"Isn't that Xiao Beichen the good-for-nothing son-in-law of the Jiang family?"

"Could it be..."

"Isn't Mr. Chen afraid of the Jiang family in Haicheng?"

Everyone at the scene looked puzzled and talked a lot, because in their opinion, Xiao Beichen was not as good as Xiang Zhicheng in terms of family status or background, and it was impossible for Chen Yanping to side with Xiao Beichen.

"Old Chen, you!"

Xiang Kunlun was stunned when he heard this, looked at Chen Yanping in disbelief, and said angrily: "Old Chen, what do you mean? We have been brothers for so many years, and you are actually helping a loser?"

"Brother...listen to me."

Before Chen Yanping could finish what he said, Xiang Zhicheng immediately stamped his feet in anger and cursed: "Chen Yanping, you old man, do you think I, Xiang Zhicheng, am a trap?"

"Oh, I get it!"

Xiang Zhicheng pointed at Chen Yanping and Xiao Beichen, and immediately sneered: "I said this Xiao Beichen, he is a useless person who doesn't understand anything. Why dare he challenge my authority? It turns out it's you, old guy,

A good show arranged by one hand."

"dad!"

Xiang Zhicheng quickly came to Xiang Kunlun and said with an angry look on his face: "Can't you see it yet? Xiao Beichen and Chen Yanping are playing Duo. Their purpose is to dig a hole for us, father and son, to jump in."

"What?"

Xiang Kunlun was stunned when he heard this, and felt that what his son Xiang Zhicheng said made sense. From now on, if it hadn't been for Chen Yanping's instructions, how could he, Xiao Beichen, a good-for-nothing son-in-law of the Jiang family, dare to be so arrogant on stage?

Want to understand why.

Xiang Kunlun immediately raised his head and glared at Chen Yanping angrily. He was so angry that he trembled and said, "You Chen Yanping, I have spent so many years treating you as a good brother in vain. You actually teamed up with outsiders to plot against me!"

hateful!

Xiang Zhicheng was furious, glared at Xiao Beichen and Chen Yanping, and said angrily: "You two are really good at calculating. It's a pity that I, Xiang Zhicheng, am not a fool. If you want to steal my money, there is no way!"

Hear this.

Chen Yanping was speechless. He didn't expect that he would become Xiao Beichen's accomplice.

Why!

Many years of friendship are gone in one fell swoop!

but……

Chen Yanping is not that easy to bully. There are so many people at the scene. If such words get out, where will Chen Yanping's face go?

Think of this.

Chen Yanping put his hands behind his back and said seriously: "Brother Xiang, you have misunderstood me."

Misunderstand?

Xiang Kunlun and his son looked at each other in confusion, wondering what Chen Yanping meant.

Ahem...

Chen Yanping cleared his throat and then explained: "What I just meant was that nephew Xiang Xian and Xiao Beichen broke the bottle together. I just told the truth, and I didn't mean to let nephew Xiang Xian take the blame."

"How about this!"

"I think this blue and white gourd vase is worth fifty million."

"Both of you are responsible, so each of you will pay me 25 million."

"Is this all right?"

When Xiang Kunlun and his son heard this, their expressions instantly relaxed, because this blue and white gourd vase, which they had personally appraised, was worth 90 million or more. If this was really a trap set by Chen Yanping, there was no way he could have sold it for as low as 50 million.

Don't fool yourself.

Looking at it this way, this matter is indeed a misunderstanding.

Fifty million.

Each would pay 25 million, but Xiang Kunlun could still accept this price.

"Fine!"

Xiang Kunlun understood the situation, changed his face at the speed of light, and said calmly: "Our Xiang family has lost the 25 million, but I want that Xiao Beichen to come up with the money first."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was stunned.

Twenty-five million, just for one sound, is too expensive.

but……

What surprised everyone even more was how quickly Xiang Kunlun and his son changed their faces.


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