I'm working hard to make money, but you're buying a house for your brother?

Chapter 28 No time to play games with you

Zhang Mei started to panic.

If you lose.

That's 150 million to pay back!
Even if you sell her a hundred times, you won't get that much money!

Even the money was given by Xie Wen.

However, she was still unwilling to give it to Zhao Lei for nothing.

Hope for a miracle.

Next.

"Boss, help me look at this bottle of wine."

"fake!"

"Boss, do you accept this wine?"

"No charge, no charge."

"boss."

"go out."

I found nearly ten in a row.

The results given, without exception, all said to be fake wine.

On a lounge chair by the side of the road.

Zhao Lei sat leisurely with Sun Shangmei in his arms, with a smile on his face that Zhang Mei hated.

But she couldn't do anything about him.

Are you angry?
Zhao Lei lit a cigarette, took a puff, and then slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

Then he casually said: "How about Zhang Mei? If you still don't give up, we can go to Wanda Plaza for a walk.

That is the largest commercial street in Shancheng, and there must be many connoisseurs who can appreciate wine. "

"Xiaomei! We"

Before Xie Wenliang finished speaking, Zhang Mei stood up abruptly, and said angrily, "Did you bribe them in advance? They said that on purpose."

What he said was obviously a bit nonsense.

Zhao Lei was not surprised by Zhang Mei's words: "You really haven't changed at all."

"What? Did I hit the mark?"

"Are you out of your mind, or have you been confused?"

"Zhao, what do you mean?"

"What do I mean? I said you have no brains!"

Zhao Lei said unceremoniously: "From the beginning to the end, you are leading the way, we just follow behind, who knows which store you are going to enter?"

Yes.

From the beginning, it was Zhang Mei who led the way.

Which store she wants to enter depends entirely on her mood.

Even Xie Wenliang didn't know.

Let alone Zhao Lei.

It is impossible for him to predict in advance.

Zhang Mei still didn't give up: "You used to deliver food near Tengda Plaza, so you must have their contact information. That's right, it must be because you went door-to-door in advance.

Therefore, they unanimously said that this is fake wine! "

"You are a fucking talent! In order not to pay back the money, you can think of such a weird reason."

"It's not impossible!"

"Okay, since that's the case, where do you go to find someone to appraise it?"

All right.

Zhao Lei decided to fight her to the end.

Look how wonderful her expression was when she was slapped in the face at the end.

After Xie Wenliang leaned over and whispered a few words in Zhang Mei's ear, he brought Zhao Lei and the two to Collection Street in Shancheng.

This is a major feature of the mountain city.

Here, whether it is antiques, jade or various literary works, there are all of them.

True, false, abound.

Want to get rich overnight.

It's possible here.

Likewise, it is possible to go bankrupt!

Because, if you don't understand and buy fake products, then you will go bankrupt.

in this street.

There are all kinds of people who are worth more than [-] million yuan, who pick up junk, who are engaged in literature, and who are engaged in research.

There are those who want to make money and those who have hobbies.

The purpose is different.

Zhang Mei walked into a collection shop with ease.

As soon as she entered the door, Zhang Mei shouted at the top of her voice, "Uncle Long, is Uncle Long there?"

under the counter.

An old man with plain clothes and snow-white hair stood up slowly, pushed his black-rimmed glasses, he was taken aback for a moment, and then a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

"Are you Xie Wenliang? And Zhang... Zhang Mei! Hahaha, I haven't seen you for so many years, I almost didn't recognize it." The old man said haha, and greeted with a smile: "Stop standing, sit down Bar."

Xie Wenliang smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for so many years, I didn't expect you, Uncle Long, to remember us."

"Remember, of course."

"Why are you standing there, sit down!"

After several people sat down.

The old man took a bottle of mineral water for each of them, and then continued with a smile, "You must have something to do when you come here today."

His name is Li Tianlong, and he is an antique collector.

Whether the antiques and jade wares are real or not basically cannot escape his eyes.

In this street, even the antique collection circle in Shancheng is somewhat famous.

Everyone respectfully called him Uncle Long.

He met Xie Wenliang at an event five or six years ago.

In that activity, he was shocked by Xie Wenliang's financial knowledge, and with Xie Wenliang's help, he made a fortune in stocks.

The two formed a friendship.

It was also at that time that Xie Wenliang started to invest in stocks.

And Zhang Mei also met Li Tianlong under the introduction of Xie Wenliang.

When it comes to appraisal, Xie Wenliang thinks of him.

Zhang Mei didn't hold back, and said straight to the point: "Yes, there is something that needs Uncle Long's help to look at it."

"Could it be that you found a treasure?"

Come here and find him.

Either sell antiques, or ask him to appraise.

As for those who want to drink tea with him, they will contact him directly by phone, and they will never come to him at all.

"That's it."

Zhang Mei put the big woven bag on the counter.

Such a big one!
The packaging is so tight.

Could it be porcelain?

Or jade?
Whatever it is.

As long as it's genuine.

The value is certainly not low.

Li Tianlong suddenly became interested: "Hey, what kind of treasure is this? It's so mysterious, and it's still packed in a big bag for fear of being seen?"

This is not the first time he has seen this situation.

Because they are acquaintances.

Just started joking.

The heart is looking forward to.

On the side, Zhao Lei sat there excitedly, looking like he was waiting for a good show.

So excited right now.

How angry it will be after a while.

Sun Shangmei's eyes were also full of smiles.

As the main person, Xie Wenliang had long since lost the sense of crisis he had before, and instead had a relaxed expression on his face, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Just after Zhang Mei opened the woven bag and completely exposed the Moutai packaging inside.

Li Tianlong froze, paused, and asked with a half-smile: "Is there any more?"

"No, this is it."

"Are you forming a team to test the old man's eyesight?"

"No, no, we just want to ask you to help check the authenticity!"

See true or false?
Go crazy!Anyone with a discerning eye will know it's a fake at a glance, so show me it.

Enough support?
The smile on Li Tianlong's face gradually froze as if he had encountered a minus 180-degree cold air.

Then the surrounding air seemed to have fallen into a state of stagnation.

Li Tianlong sullenly said: "I'm very busy, I don't have time to play games with you, go out, go out."

Turning your face is faster than turning a book.

It would be fine if it was other antique fakes.

He even asked him to look at a bottle of wine that was obviously fake at first glance.

Isn't this deliberately teasing people?
When a person can't give a good face.

Get blasted out.

The bottle of wine was also smashed to pieces.

Zhang Mei stood there with a livid face and said nothing.

At this time, even if it is the first iron.

She didn't dare to continue anymore.

The appraiser this time was the one she was looking for, Zhao Lei couldn't possibly know.

Even such an authoritative person said it was fake, so he didn't run away.

One person said there was a problem with the wine.

May be mistaken.

However, several people have said that, which proves that there may be something wrong with the wine.

Even if she didn't want to admit it, it was an established fact.

The professional vision of one person can be wrong, but what about the vision of ten professionals?
It can't be all wrong.

Some people may say that it is also possible.

However, how low this probability is, I don’t need to go into details here.

Zhao Lei was in a good mood: "There are still ten days left. After ten days, I want to see 150 million!"

(End of this chapter)