I saw the hidden message at the beginning, I sent the school beauty to jail

Lin Feng asked him to say the last sentence.

He didn't know what it meant, and he didn't dare to ask.

After he finished speaking, Zhang Feng's face changed obviously, and he asked with a look of doubt: "Xiaosong, do you have any news?"

"Dad, just do it anyway, don't ask anything else, I won't hurt you."

Although his son became very strange, it was also strange that he suddenly became a treasure appraiser.

But all signs showed that it would be better for him to listen to him for the time being.

"Then I will adjust the goods on the first floor now."

After he said that, he took out his phone and prepared to find the treasure appraiser in the store.

"No need, this is a list I compiled, you just change it according to it."

"You even made the list?"

"Dad, do you think I don't want my family's business to grow bigger and stronger? Times have changed, and you can't be too dark, go and adjust it quickly."

Zhang Feng couldn't care so much. His son said it in a serious manner, and it was better to believe it than not.

With the help of the list, the shelf replacement was completed in less than an hour.

This time, all the goods were replaced with genuine ones, even antiques worth 1,000 yuan were put on the shelves.

And some products with inflated prices were adjusted to normal prices.

After this wave, Zhang Song was completely shocked.

He himself was a top student in archaeology and had been a professor, so he could appraise treasures himself.

Most of the prices and goods in the store were decided by him.

The first floor was just for fooling people, and there were few individual customers. If you can find the problem, you are an expert and you will naturally have the opportunity to go to the second floor for detailed discussion.

If you can't find it, you deserve to be cheated.

In the antique business, it is a rule to settle the money and goods after the purchase.

But now the times are really different. Some people find that they have been cheated and feel uncomfortable, so they will find new ways.

One report, the market management, the industrial and commercial administration, and the police will come to invite you for tea.

It is really unbelievable that the son who has always been considered a waste actually gave a 100% correct list.

"Knock, knock, open the door, we are the joint law enforcement team of the Market Administration and Industry and Commerce."

"Is there anyone there? Open the door quickly, there is something we need to understand."

"Damn, are they really here?"

"Dad, open the door quickly, someone who doesn't know would flee for your crime."

Zhang Feng came to his senses and did not have time to think about it, so he quickly opened the shutter door.

Sure enough, there was a group of people in uniform standing outside the door, including a middle-aged man, staring at Zhang Feng viciously.

"It's him, the owner of this store, who sells fakes. This store is full of fakes."

"Sir, don't talk nonsense, I'm going to sue you for defamation."

"You are the owner Zhang Feng, right? Why is the store closed in broad daylight?"

"Comrades, let me take inventory."

"Well, then open the door. He bought a Song Dynasty calligraphy and painting from you, but it turned out to be a fake, so he reported your store."

"Yes, this was bought in my store, the price is 50,000, sometimes even we ourselves will make mistakes, but there are not many fakes in the store, I can refund the money, but if you say that my store is full of fakes, then I have to sue him."

"Your store is a black shop."

"Okay, I will cooperate with the investigation, you guys check it."

The Administration and Industry and Commerce were a little surprised. They didn't expect Zhang Feng to cooperate so well.

Soon the appraisal experts contacted by the law enforcement team arrived.

Zhang Feng was scared for a while. He knew these experts. They were quite famous in Suzhou and were members of the Antique Association.

He actually invited them here. If it wasn't for his son's reminder, wouldn't he be finished today?

"It turned out to be Professor Zhang's shop."

"Professor Zhang, we met a few times in the past, but we will do business impartially. If you sell fakes, we will not cover up for you."

Zhang Song said with a fake smile: "If you are upright, you are not afraid of your shadow. Just check it. If there is really a problem, I plead guilty and accept the punishment."

These people were once colleagues. He met them when he was studying for a doctorate at Suzhou University. They were older than him.

Later, he resigned and started his own business because he was disgusted with the rules and regulations in the system.

In the eyes of these self-righteous people, he was a person who was willing to degenerate.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Zhang Feng was not nervous because the things had been exchanged.

But Zhang Song was very nervous. He didn't know how to appraise treasures, and he didn't know if there would be any flaws in the things his father exchanged.

Half an hour later, the two old men came out.

The law enforcement officer asked, "How are you two?"

"We checked, they are all real things, and the price tags are the same."

"Impossible, you must have seen it wrong."

The man who bought the fake calligraphy and painting didn't believe it at all and roared wildly.

"Sir, although we are also surprised, it is true. We will take our leave first. You can negotiate and resolve the dispute among yourselves."

Just after making a harsh statement, the two old men ran away in shame..

This old scholar cares most about face.

"Humph, you are so hypocritical and sanctimonious."

Zhang Feng sneered coldly.

"Mr. Zhang, although there is nothing wrong with the things in your store, you did sell fakes. What do you think we should do?"

Zhang Feng pointed to the sign at the door and smiled: "Three times the compensation for fakes, I admit it, do I need to be fined?"

"Then... you have to ask this gentleman."

At this time, the man who bought the fake calligraphy and painting asked in disbelief: "Three times the compensation, 150,000?"

"That's right, you have to admit that you have done something wrong. This is the foundation. I just don't know if you can forgive our mistakes."

"No... no problem, I forgive you, I won't pursue it."

"Okay, I will transfer the money right away, please give me an account number."

Twenty minutes later, the young man who bought the fakes left happily, and the law enforcement team left after a few warnings.

Only the father and son were left in the store, looking at each other, and the silence was terrifying.

In the past, I was not happy with my son.

Now I like him more and more.

He is indeed my son, who has inherited good genes and has finally awakened.

"Dad, what are you looking at? I am not a beauty?"

"Nonsense, what are you talking about? You are really my good son."

Zhang Feng hugged Zhang Song with tears in his eyes.

At this moment, it didn't matter how he learned to identify antiques, or how he found out that someone reported him for selling fakes.

It's all about being awesome.

This is my son.

"Dad, I plan to stay in the store to help from tomorrow, is that okay?"

"No problem, absolutely no problem."

"But I have a request, you have to give me some authority,"

"That's fine, in the future, except for me, you have the final say in the store."

Zhang Feng agreed without hesitation.

Just kidding, this amazing treasure identification ability has already killed all the masters in the store, including himself.

What reason does he have to refuse.

Isn't this just making things difficult for himself?

Besides, his son is so awesome, so he can retire with peace of mind.

Songtao Pavilion will surely develop better and better and become more and more outstanding if it is handed over to him.

Zhang Song was so excited that he almost cried.

He finally got his father in his hands, and his life against all odds was about to begin.