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Chapter 85 The fake can't be fake anymore

In front of Bai Qingshu, Bai Qingluo swaggered into the storage room, and when she came out again, she held a piece of porcelain in her hand.

"Did you see it? This kind of finished product could even be produced in the lowest quality cave dwelling!"

"You fart! Bai Qingluo, you are seeking your own death and you have to drag me with you. You have to compensate me for this 100 million! You must compensate!"

Seeing the brother and sister fighting again, Bai Qingshan, who frowned deeply, shouted loudly: "Shut up, Qingshu, stay back, Qingluo, tell me!"

"Okay dad, but I need Qingshu's cooperation."

Bai Boshan winked at Bai Qingshu, and Bai Qingshu had no choice but to nod no matter how reluctant he was.

"Qingshu, this batch of porcelain of yours comes from Jiang Kiln?"

Bai Qingshu nodded.

"That's right, it is indeed fake."

Bai Qingshu gritted his teeth, "Bai Qingluo, who are you fooling? In just two sentences, you said that the porcelain I spent a lot of money to buy is fake?"

"Qingshu, calm down for a moment and listen to me." Bai Qingluo put her hands behind her back and said with a smile: "Dad, you may not know that the porcelain fired by Jiang Kiln has very distinctive characteristics, the glaze is moxa yellow, fat and fine.

It is clean, elegant in shape, soft in lines, and the overall structure is simple and powerful.”

Bai Qingluo was talking eloquently. Father Bai listened and kept nodding.

"The fragment in my hand has a graceful overall shape, exquisite carvings, and rich glaze color. It is obvious that it came from Yue kiln, which was a porcelain kiln that rose to prominence a hundred years ago. In terms of appearance alone, it has its own style and unique style.

tools, but when it comes to price, they are far behind.”

After commenting, Bai Qingluo clicked her tongue twice, her tone unable to conceal her pity.

"You fart, Dad, you know what Mr. Kui is capable of, how could he lie to me?"

"Why can't he lie to you? Let me guess, you bought these porcelains after he nodded, right? How much did you spend, ten million? Thirty million?"

Bai Qingluo got closer and closer, and Bai Qingshu turned pale.

"No, it's not! It's impossible! Mr. Kui can't lie to me, he has a very good relationship with me!"

At this time, Bai Qingluo waved to the middle-aged man standing behind the Bai Qingshu to come over.

After hearing Bai Qingluo's comments, the man's face turned even uglier than Bai Qingshu's, almost pale.

"Sir, judging from your appearance, you should be an expert. Is there any lie in what I just said?"

The middle-aged man nodded, "It's all true, nothing fake."

"Well, tell me, are these porcelains from Jiang Kiln or Yue Kiln?"

Sweat dripped down his hair, leaving a streak of water on the middle-aged man's increasingly sagging skin.

"Tell the truth!" Bai Qingluo shouted.

The man shook, as if he had been struck by lightning. He raised his head tremblingly and knelt down, "I'm sorry, the young master invited me to take a closer look. I saw that it was fake, but I dare not say that I was wrong.

Please spare me!"

Bai Qingluo pursed her lips, her gaze passed over the dumbfounded Bai Qingshu, and rested on Bai Boshan.

"Dad, Qingshu is young and he was also deceived."

The word "lie" cut the string of "reason" in Bai Qingshu's heart.

He jumped on the middle-aged man, grabbed his collar, and yelled: "I spent a lot of money to find you, but you don't tell me the truth! Bastard! Bastard!"

Bai Qingshu seemed to have gone crazy, spitting all over the middle-aged man's face.

He didn't dare to resist and let Bai Qingshu punch him, causing him to scream.

"Okay, that's enough! Bai Qingshu, you disappoint me so much!"

Bai Boshan turned around and left. His whole body seemed to be on fire, and even his closest secretary did not dare to approach him.

Bai Qingluo pursed her lips twice more. She knelt down and looked at the pitiful Bai Qingshu.

"Brother, you have very bad judgment. Your partner is a liar, and the master you are looking for is also a liar."

"Get out! I don't need you to laugh at me! Get out of here!"

Bai Qingshu waved his hands randomly, but Bai Qingluo dodged.

She took two steps back and said, "You two, take the young master back to the office. If he is really uncomfortable, send him back to the house and call a doctor. Don't get so angry and make Aunt Zhao feel distressed."

With that said, Bai Qingluo turned around.

She raised the corners of her lips, and as expected, Zhao Fangya would arrive soon.

She guessed right. When Zhao Fanghua heard from Xiao Zhao that her son had suffered a disaster, she immediately left her good sisters who had arranged to go to the spa and hurried over.

Seeing her son with a dejected face, Zhao Fangya felt heartbroken.

"Qingshu, look at mom, don't be afraid, mom is here and she will make the decision for you!"

She coaxed her for a while before Bai Qingshu realized what she was doing, threw herself into her mother's arms, and cried like a child.

Outside the office, Xiao Jiang closed the door. She was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do. She had to stand up and find excuses to kick out all the staff.

Bai Qingshu cried for a long time and explained the facts to Zhao Fangya intermittently.

Hearing the words "Bai Qingluo", Zhao Fangya's eyes, smeared with earth-colored eye shadow, flashed as violently as a sandstorm.

"Son, just wait, mom will vent your anger!"

Bai Qingshu nodded and withdrew from his mother's arms.

Zhao Fangya went upstairs and met many employees on the way. They all seemed to have heard about the stupid things Bai Qingshu had done, and their eyes were very strange.

Zhao Fanghua was like a firecracker, yelling: "What are you looking at? You don't have a job? Do you want me to ask HR to help you resign?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the staff dispersed.

She put her mind in order and walked into Baiboshan's office under the watchful eyes of a group of secretaries and assistants.

Bai Boshan was also furious, but was still calming down. Bai Qingluo was sitting opposite him. When she saw Zhao Fangya, she stood up and said, "Aunt Zhao, why are you here? Are you here to see Qingshu? He just suffered a blow and is still here.

Crying."

Zhao Fanghua said with a smile: "I have already been there. Qingshu made a mistake this time. It is indeed his fault. Husband, Qingshu knows that he was wrong. Don't be angry."

Bai Boshan took a deep breath.

"What's the use of just knowing that he's wrong! If he throws tens of millions into the water, it will make splashes, so he's completely defeated!"

Zhao Fanghua hurried over and rubbed Bai Boshan's shoulders and neck, "Honey, Qingshu is still young. If you teach him more, he won't be able to do it again in the future!"

"You're still young? He's only one year younger than Qing Luo. He has no memory. How could I give birth to such a stupid son!"

Bai Boshan cursed several times, and Zhao Fangyuan's face turned green.

She glanced at Bai Qingluo and saw that she had her head lowered, but through her hair, she could still see that she was smiling.

At that moment, Zhao Fangyuan wanted to bite her to death.

If she hadn't been "talking nonsense", how could her son have been reprimanded by Bai Boshan and labeled as "unfit for purpose".

So what if it's fake? How many genuine products are there in the world now? Just find a way to sell them without losing money.

Bai Qingluo is deliberately making the two of them look ugly, that's for sure!

Zhao Fangya's eyes became more and more sinister, and she suddenly howled: "Qingluo, it's useless for me to treat you with all my heart and soul, how could you do this to Qingshu?"

She stood behind Bai Boshan and suddenly shouted. Bai Boshan felt like needles were pouring into his ears, and he frowned in discomfort.


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