Divine Eye Appreciation King

Chapter 11 Underestimation
"Hey, hey? Are you here to apply for a job, or to quarrel?"

The lady at the counter couldn't stand it, and couldn't help interjecting: "Expert Feng, it looks like you two know each other very well!"

"Expert?" Hua Yarou over there seemed a little surprised when she heard the words: "He? Not a temporary worker?

"He is our newly hired expert and the manager of the auction house!"

Miss Sister is quite righteous.

"Ah?" Hua Yarou's complexion suddenly became a little bad, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Looking at her carefully, Feng Wei found that although Hua Yarou seemed to be in good shape, she was much thinner than before, and sighed softly in his heart.

After being tossed around like a plaything by a group of rich people for so long, it seems that she finally realized that the position of the mistress is just a dream. Since she intends to apply for a serious job, for the sake of her former classmates, I'd better give her a hand...

Thinking of this, he once again said to Hua Yaju who was at a loss: "Since you are applying for the job, I will take you to see the boss!"

With a livid face, Hua Yarou followed Feng Wei to Huang Lu's office.

When they got to the door, they saw Huang Lu coming out of the office, Feng Wei was about to introduce, but Hua Yarou who was behind him suddenly approached and sneered in a low voice.

"Surnamed Feng, don't think that you can win my favor by doing this. Who knows if you have other intentions in helping me introduce jobs!"

Feng Wei couldn't help being happy when he heard this.

"You are really self-indulgent. I introduce you to see you are pitiful, that's all."

"What are you wearing!"

Hua Yarou didn't believe it at all, she seemed to have reached the office door, and Feng Wei was no longer needed, so she said in disdain, "Okay, the place is here, you'd better stop dangling in front of my eyes."

Seeing Feng Wei turning around speechlessly to leave, he suddenly reminded him again.

"Right, get ready."

"what to prepare?"

Feng Wei was taken aback.

"Of course I'm going to serve the proprietress. Do you think I'm looking for a job when I meet your boss? Tell you... At most three months, I will become the proprietress here! When the time comes, tell you to get out immediately..."

Feng Wei was furious at this remark.

He fed the dog with some pity for himself!
This woman doesn't deserve to be pitied by others!
However, after seeing the figure behind Hua Yarou, he couldn't help but sneered, "Then you can try, our boss may not like you."

"Hmph, wait and see how I can take down your boss, and then deal with you!"

After finishing speaking, Hua Yarou just turned around and was stunned.

"Sorry, I'm the boss here..."

Huang Lu, who came out of the office, had listened to Hua Yarou for a long time. At this moment, she looked at Hua Yarou coldly, "If you want to hook me up? Then you may have found the wrong person... Besides, I already have a boyfriend. And the sexual orientation is normal, and there is no need for a proprietress..."

Saying that, she generously stepped forward, kissed Feng Wei on the face, turned her head and looked at Hua Yarou provocatively, "Is there anything else?"

Hearing this, Hua Yarou was stunned, and even more jealous.

"Okay, Feng Wei, you're just a badass!"

After finishing speaking, she almost ran away, Hua Yarou turned around and rushed out...

"Ex-girlfriend?"

Huang Lu stared at Feng Wei and said with a smile: "Your vision is really bad!"

It seems that she doesn't care about Hua Yarou who hasn't left yet, or she deliberately told her...

"what?"

Feng Wei was already stunned by her sudden attack, and he was still a little dazed up to now, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

"Expert Feng..."

The lady at the counter rushed over again: "That antique seller is here again..."

Hearing that the antique seller was coming again, Feng Wei hurried to the front.

When I got outside the door, I saw a short man looking at the door. When he saw him coming out from behind, he immediately took two steps forward, with a strange look on his face, as if he recognized himself.

"You want something to sell?" Feng Wei walked up with a smile.

When the rat-headed man heard the word "sell", the boss was not happy: "What are you talking about, what do you call selling? I call it transfer, understand? Transfer!"

"Transfer... that's right!" Seeing the uncle baring his big yellow teeth and looking aggrieved, Feng Wei nodded quickly: "Yes, that's right, you call it... transfer!"

Seeing that the man's anger had subsided a lot, Feng Wei asked again: "Then let me ask... what are you trying to transfer?"

"Transfer what?" The middle-aged man looked around with a rather nervous expression.

Feng Wei knows that some customers regard the cultural relics they sell as treasures, fearing that outsiders will find out.

Almost as soon as I left the house I felt nervous, as if I was about to be murdered.

Of course, Chinese people always pay attention to keeping their wealth secret, and naturally they don't want to talk to people in public when matters involving wealth are involved.

Although there was no one in the auction house at all, the middle-aged uncle still had a nervous expression on his face.

After thinking about it for a while, Feng Wei simply took him to the specially built compartment of the auction house. It is a relatively closed space, which can soothe his emotions for such over-stressed customers.

"I have something...for sale! How much can you pay?"

Sure enough, after entering the compartment, the middle-aged man calmed down a lot and asked.

"This..." Feng Wei was a little helpless: "I haven't seen anything yet, how can I give you an estimate!"

"Oh!" The middle-aged man thought for a while, and took out a big pile of things from the purse in his hand and put them on the table: "It's okay to see, don't touch it!"

As he spoke, he pushed Feng Wei's hand aside.

"How can there be such a rule!" Feng Wei was unhappy: "If you don't let me touch it, who knows if it's true or not, how can I give you a price?"

The man was determined not to let him touch him at first.

Later, Feng Wei offered a series of conditions such as "no loss, and only look at the house, never take it out of the house", and finally agreed to let him take a look at it in his hand.

This is a jade seal!
It is very large, at least thirty to forty centimeters square, and if the five chilongs on the back are added to form a seal, it will be six to seven centimeters thick.

On the front are engraved eight bird and insect seal characters, "Designed by the sky, that is, eternal prosperity".

"Ha!" Feeling the gentle energy entering his palm, Feng Wei smiled and said, "Chuan Guo Yuxi?"

"Baby with no reputation!" The man said with an unhappy face, "Do you know how to do it? This is a fake place..."

"Fake?" Feng Wei was not angry, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Song Zhezong forged it!" The middle-aged man said with a mysterious face: "It was passed on to Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, and he passed it on to Ming Huizong..."

"Wait!" Hearing this, Feng Wei was a little strange: "Who is Ming Huizong?"

"The grave of Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yun!"

The uncle looked contemptuous: "Fortunately, you are still an expert, and you can't even figure out the temple name of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty!"

(End of this chapter)