Long Bufan pointed to a painting in the hand of an old man and said: "That is a high imitation work, printed in batches."
Because of what happened just now, the old man looked at the painting in his hand with some suspicion. Cao Weijie immediately defended: "Uncle Li, please don't believe him. This person is just messing around and trying to mess with me."
It’s business.”
Long Bufan chuckled lightly, "Uncle, you can check online to see if there is anything similar to this painting."
Du Yunze immediately took out his mobile phone and quickly searched for the painting. He took the mobile phone to the old man and said: "Look, uncle, your painting was bought by a foreign businessman three years ago.
Even the signature is exactly the same.”
"What a dragon antique!"
The old man slapped the table and said angrily: "I have been buying things from you for four or five years, and you just fool me with these junk things?"
Cao Weijie was speechless, and he did not expect to find the original work online.
At this time, the other customers in the store couldn't sit still, and they all came to Long Bufan with the things they were interested in and asked: "Young man, come and see if my piece of jade is fake?"
"Mr. Long, where is this pot? They said it was from the Song Dynasty..."
All the customers in the store came together. Long Bufan looked at it and said, "Your jade is dyed..."
"This painting is the same as the one just now, both printed..."
"This pot is real, but it was obviously smashed and glued together. It will definitely crack after three months after I bought it..."
After Long Bufan completed the appraisal, the guests found that what they had in their hands was either fake or defective.
The guests who had not paid yet were thankful and said with emotion: "Fortunately, I didn't pay, otherwise I would have been cheated."
"Who says it's not the case? I've been looking at this picture for several days. I was planning to buy it today. Fortunately, I met Mr. Long, otherwise my one hundred thousand would have been wasted."
Some people were happy, but others were angry. The customers who had paid the money blocked Cao Weijie in the store and shouted angrily: "Cao Weijie, please refund the money! I am your old customer, you dare to cheat me, refund the money!"
"That's right, you sold me 70,000 to 80,000 yuan for something worth a few dozen yuan. I came here because of the good reputation of your store. I didn't expect you to be even more shady than those people!"
The guests pressed forward step by step, and some of the bad-tempered ones were already taking action.
Cao Weijie protected his head and said, "Everything in our house is real! You are really blind to believe that Long Bufan!"
But the guests didn't believe it at all and asked for refunds one after another. Cao Weijie was forced to push away the people gathered in front of him and said angrily: "Get out of here! You think we Longteng Antiques are easy to bully, right?"
As he said this, he called a few security guards. Antique stores are of a special nature. Many antique stores contain hundreds of thousands or millions of valuables. In order to prevent accidents, the security guards hired are all big, round, and thick-bodied.
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Several security guards stood in front of Cao Weijie, and the guests shut their mouths when they saw their fierce looks.
Long Bufan sneered and said, "What? The store is bullying customers?"
"Don't be afraid, everyone, I will definitely give you an explanation today."
The guests seemed to have found a backbone and said: "Mr. Long, we are all relying on you. This Longteng antique is simply a black spot. You must seek justice for us."
Cao Weijie was furious when he heard this. If it hadn't been for Long Bufan, there wouldn't have been so many things happening today.
He pointed at Long Bufan and threatened: "Boy, I advise you to stop meddling in other people's business and hurry up and get out of here with the things you bought, otherwise you won't be able to leave even if you want to!"
"I said, I don't want to leave, and no one can do anything to me."
Long Bufan turned around and counted the compensation amount without even looking at him. A few minutes later, he looked at Cao Weijie and said: "These customers bought a total of 1.6 million in your store, plus Du Yunze's wood carvings,
You can just pay a total of four million."
"What you think is quite beautiful..."
Cao Weijie sneered and said: "You will pay if you say you will. Do you think that we, Longteng Antiques, are your home?"
Du Yunze had been holding back for a long time. He glared at Cao Weijie and said angrily: "Mr. Long has given you a chance, but you don't want it. Don't beg me later!"
Cao Weijie was about to speak when he heard an energetic voice coming from behind him.
"How is this going?"
Everyone turned around and saw a thin man in his forties coming down from the second floor of the antique shop. He was dressed in cloth and held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.
As soon as Cao Weijie saw him, he hurriedly greeted him and said with a smile: "Boss Zhou, two people came to the store just now. They insisted on saying that the things we sold were fake, and now they are inciting other customers to seek compensation from us. Look at this
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"Yeah?"
The man known as Boss Zhou looked at the dozen or so people in the store and asked, "Who is making trouble? Come forward and let me see!"
Cao Weijie immediately pointed at Long Bufan, "Boss Zhou is the two of them, one is called Du Yunze and the other is called Long Bufan."
The man looked at Long Bufan, "I am Zhou Kun, the owner of this store. If you two say that I sell fakes, you must provide evidence, otherwise it will be a false accusation!"
Du Yunze pointed to the broken wood on the ground, "This is it. Cao Weijie sold me 2.7 million yuan, but after I got back, I found out that it was a fake and not even worth 270 yuan!"
He pointed at the people behind him and continued: "And they also bought more than one million yuan from you. They are also fake. A total of four million. What do you want to do?"
Zhou Kun put the Buddhist beads in his hand and sneered: "You said you bought it from here, but who can prove that this is the one I sold you?"
"Your uncle's!"
Du Yunze glared at the other person, "This Cao Weijie is indeed your dog. Even the reason is the same."
"I'm telling you Zhou Kun, my name is Du Yunze, and my father is Du Guoan. You can either lose money or wait for me to demolish your store. You can see for yourself!"
Faced with Du Yunze's threat, Zhou Kun said nonchalantly: "The Du family has some abilities, but I have been in Lincheng for more than ten years and have some connections. If my store is demolished, your Du family will probably not feel comfortable either."
"Don't tell me this nonsense!"
Du Yunze took out his mobile phone and said, "Just give me a word, pay it or not. If you want to pay it, pay it immediately. If you don't pay it, I'll call someone right now."
Zhou Kun shook his head and said disdainfully: "If you don't want to compensate, you'd better call someone."
"you……"
Du Yunze's face was ashen. He had only been angry like this three times in his life. The first two times were at the hands of Long Bufan. He admitted it, but this Zhou Kun was nothing but he dared to talk to him like this!
At this time, Long Bufan suddenly patted his shoulder to signal him to stop talking. Then he looked at Zhou Kun and said lightly: "It's okay not to compensate, but I have a condition."