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Chapter 200 How could this be a fake?

"Xu Yuan.

What's going on with your dice technique?"

The night is getting darker.

In Song Yuanqi's boudoir, on a soft and fragrant couch.

Two figures hugged each other.

A low voice asked.

Later.

A male voice said rather depressedly, "Sister Qi, don't you think it's a spoiler to ask this question now?"

Song Yuanqi pouted her mouth.

“Forget it if you don’t say it!”

Crunch!

A full hour.

The wind stops and the rain stops.

Xu Yuan was secretly happy.

Fortunately, he has the Skeleton Butterfly Gu, and his current physical fitness is far from what it used to be.

Otherwise, Song Yuanqi's vindictive torment just now would force him to drain him dry.

In fact, the dice technique couldn't be simpler for Xu Yuan.

He used the power of needle control inherited from his ancestors to control the dice cup.

At the same time, when the divine eye is activated, you can accurately see the status of the dice in the dice cup.

and.

Xu Yuan's divine eye has undergone a qualitative change. It can completely penetrate the inside of the dice and destroy its weak points through skillful shaking.

As a result, the six outer layers are peeled off to form seven pieces.

It's easy to say this, but I'm afraid only a person like Xu Yuan with divine eyes can do it.

But any other person would not be able to do this.

Early the next morning.

When Xu Yuan opened his eyes, Song Yuanqi had already gotten up.

After a simple wash and breakfast, I found that Song Qianjun, Song Lei and Liu Boru had all gone out.

However, the Song family's attitude was very satisfactory to Xu Yuan.

After all, if it weren't for Xu Yuan, the engagement wouldn't have been terminated so easily, and the Song family would be living a life of dependence on others.

After eating, Song Yuanqi found Xu Yuan.

"Xu Yuan, grandpa told me before going out that we should go to Ten Thousand Stars City."

Xu Yuan said, "What are you doing there?"

Song Yuanqi said: "Over there in Wanxing City, our Song family has an antique shop. The business used to be very good, and it could bring millions of income to our family every year.

But early this morning, the person in charge of the store reported to grandpa that it had been all morning and not even a single antique had been sold, and no one had even come to look at it."

Before Xu Yuan could speak, Song Yuanqi continued, "This is not an isolated case, many of our Song family's stores across the capital have experienced problems.

Grandpa suspected that the Pu family was behind this.

The breaking of the engagement contract at Yanyun Hotel yesterday was a slap in the face to the Pu family, and they have already begun to take revenge.

Grandpa and Dad have already gone to check other stores. These stores are related to our Song family's industry. The matter is very difficult..."

Xu Yuan was stunned.

No wonder there was no one around this early in the morning.

"Okay, then let's go to Ten Thousand Stars City!"

Xu Yuan followed Song Yuanqi into the car and went straight to Wanxing City.

Wanxing City is a large commercial center in the capital, with seven floors in total. It is very lively with people coming and going.

The Song family's antique shop, called Baomu Antiques, is on the third floor of Wanxing City. The location is very good.

When Xu Yuan and Song Yuanqi went there, they discovered that there was also an antique shop less than 20 meters away from Baomu Antiques.

It's called Xingshui Antiques.

However, this Xingshui antique shop is crowded with people at the moment, and business is very prosperous.

Song Yuanqi looked at the Xingshui antiques with anger on his face.

"Xu Yuan, this antique shop is newly opened by the Pu family. Previously, we were the only antique shop in the entire Wanxing City..."

Xu Yuan took Song Yuanqi's hand and said, "Don't worry, let's go take a look first!"

As the two were walking past, a middle-aged man walked quickly from the side.

"Miss, you are finally here!"

The middle-aged man was wearing a gray robe and black-rimmed glasses. He looked quite elegant and elegant.

As soon as he saw Song Yuanqi, he shouted.

"Uncle Hang, what's wrong?"

Song Yuanqi saw the person clearly and asked hurriedly.

Uncle Hang's name is Deng Shihang. He was the chief steward of the Song family before because he had been in charge of the Song family for many years.

Song Qianjun appreciated his hard work, so he assigned an antique shop to him to manage, which made Deng Shihang more relaxed.

That antique shop is Baomu Antiques.

"Miss, the Pu family's revenge is so cruel!"

As the shopkeeper of Baomu Antiques, Deng Shihang was naturally aware of the current matter.

"This Xingshui antique was made by the Pu family overnight.

Not only do they sell antiques, but they also hired a master treasure appraiser from nowhere to sit in the store.

They also said that anyone who comes to their store to buy antiques, regardless of the amount, can get the treasure appraised for free."

Having said this, Deng Shihang paused, "I just sneaked over and took a look, and the treasure appraiser really had two brushes.

The customers who were watching handed over their treasures, and within three minutes, they could see the details.

This morning, the master looked at the antiques for two hours. He handled at least hundreds of antiques and never made any mistakes.

As a result, it spread to ten, and everyone went to Xingshui Antiques.

Even old customers who were originally our Baomu antique shop went to them..."

Deng Shihang said it with tears in his eyes.

"Miss, I feel sorry for the Song family and have betrayed the Song family's trust.

You gave me this shop, but I didn’t take good care of it!”

Song Yuanqi shook her head, "It's not your fault.

The Pu family came well prepared, and they obviously want to take revenge on us!"

Deng Shihang sighed, "Miss, what should we do next?

As long as Xingshui Antiques continues like this, our Baomu Antiques will have to close down.

I think if it really doesn’t work, we should also spend money to hire a master treasure appraiser to take over their limelight..."

Song Yuanqi shook her head, "Although treasure appraiser masters are easy to find, there are too few truly qualified treasure appraiser masters.

Even if we can call him, the price will definitely be high. Our Song family is now at a critical moment. Grandpa is recovering from a serious illness.

Many competitors are eyeing them, and we don’t have any more money to spend..."

"Actually, I..."

Xu Yuan took a step forward and was about to speak.

suddenly.

From the Xingshui antique shop, an angry shout suddenly erupted.

"The horse guy actually dares to sell us fakes. This is the colorful lacquer box I spent 300,000 yuan on. Go find him!"

As the loud voice fell, people crowded at the entrance of Xingshui Antiques quickly walked out.

I didn't know who it was, so I turned around and happened to see Deng Shihang standing at the door of Xingshui Antiques.

He immediately shouted, "Brother Dou, the shopkeeper of Baomu Antiques is here, catch him quickly!"

Wow!

A large group of people poured over here.

The leader was a strong man about 1.8 meters tall with a sinewy face, holding a lacquer box with red and black patterns in his hand.

He walked quickly towards Deng Shihang.

"My surname is Deng. Anyway, I, Chen Wendou, have been a regular customer of your Baomu Antique Shop before, right?"

I have bought at least tens of millions of things in your store, but you actually sold me fakes.

You must give me an explanation for this matter!"

Deng Shihang looked at the colorful lacquer box in the opponent's hand and was instantly confused.

"How could this be a fake...this..."


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