A treasure-appraisal maniac

Half an hour before the auction started, Lu Fei began to enter the pedestrian street.

Accompanied by the tall beauty Kong Jiaqi, and behind him were two top wealthy young men and Shanghai Internet celebrity Lu Xiaodan, plus the Di family bodyguards surrounding him, Lu Fei's appearance was unprecedentedly high-profile.

Watching Lu Fei's figure disappear into the crowd, a short-haired beauty in a black Accord car dozens of meters away said to herself in confusion.

"Is this my brother?"

"When did my brother become so awesome?"

"Also, brother, what on earth is he doing?"

The co-pilot, a young man with a plaster on his left arm, blinked and said.

"You said those people around Brother Fei were hired with money, right?" .??.??

"Also, Brother Fei's outfit looks very expensive, so renting it for a day wouldn't be cheap."

Before he finished speaking, the young man received a heavy slap on the head from the short-haired beauty.

"If you say bad things about my brother again, I will tear your stinking mouth apart."

"Crawl away!"

Tonight's antique market no longer has the noise of the square dancing army, replaced by a huge security team with three steps, one post, and five steps.

In front of the auction house, Little Milk Dog and Wang Xinlei exchanged number plates. Lu Fei glanced at the plaque of Jubao Pavilion and his body twitched involuntarily.

After getting the number plate, Di Ruilong asked the bodyguards to wait outside, and several young people stepped into the auction hall.

At this time, the auction hall, which can accommodate more than 300 people, was almost full.

The auction has not yet started, the bosses are chatting happily in small groups, and the scene is noisy.

Just as he entered the passage, someone suddenly tapped Lu Fei heavily on the shoulder.

"Tattered flying?"

Lu Fei looked back and couldn't help but said, "F*ck!"

Six old men came behind him, led by Gao Henian, the boss of Bianliang Wenbao, and several old guys from Xiaonanmen Antique City.

"I go

, it’s really you, hey, broken fly! "

"No wonder I haven't seen you lately. It turns out you've come to Jincheng."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you've changed your mind. This outfit doesn't look cheap. Could it be that you robbed a bank?"

Lu Fei gave a circle of cigarettes to some old guys and said with a smile.

"Robbing a bank is a big deal. If I want to rob, I'll rob the Federal Reserve."

"By the way, why are you guys here too?"

"Don't tell me that you are here to bid for the narcissus basin. Even if you put all your old bones together, you can't afford it."

"Hold!"

"Your grandson's mouth should be scrubbed with a toilet brush. It really stinks."

"We can't afford it, but being able to see the Qingtian Ru Kiln Narcissus Basin with our own eyes is a life worth living for the old guys in our field." Meng Xianguo said.

A few days ago, Gao Henian got six tickets for the auction through his connections. He originally planned to bring his family over to see the world, but he didn't expect that the news would spread to the ears of the old people in Xiaonanmen.

In those days, the threshold of Gao Henian's house was trampled to pieces by these old guys. They had one purpose: to get tickets to come to Jincheng to see the Qingtian Ru Kiln Narcissus Basin with their own eyes.

In order to compete for the five places except Gao He Nian, the veterans almost started a fight. Finally, everyone came up with a compromise, that is, the person with the highest ticket auction price will win.

Due to the fierce competition, one ticket was spontaneously sold for 20,000 yuan by the veterans, and then the ownership of the five tickets was determined, which made Gao Henian happy.

The five free tickets were resold for a net profit of 100,000 yuan. He was so excited that he almost sold his own place.

Damn it

, no wonder the scalpers are so awesome, the profits from relationships are so terrifying!

Lu Fei whispered some nonsense to the old guys and planned to find his own seat. At this time, Gao Henian pulled Lu Fei to the side and lowered his voice.

"Xiao Fei, do you know something big happened in Bianliang?"

"oh?"

"What happened?"

"Zhao Zhiyong, the man who killed a thousand people, died miserably. He was crushed into a pulp by a car."

"Really?" Lu Fei's eyes lit up and he asked pretending to be shocked.

"Nonsense, of course it's true."

"I heard that the patrolman used shovels and putty shovels to contain the pile of meat."

"It took several days and DNA authentication to confirm that the deceased was Zhao Zhiyong." Gao Henian's eyes were full of horror when he spoke.

"Haha, die well, you should have died a long time ago."

"By the way, was it a car accident or man-made murder?" Lu Fei asked.

"Hold!"

"You kid, even if there is a festival, you won't be so gloating about it."

Gao Henian rolled his eyes at Lu Fei and said.

"The patrol has announced that a large amount of alcohol was detected in the pile of minced meat, so it is concluded that Zhao Zhiyong must have been drunk and went out on the road to commit suicide."

When Gao Henian said this, Lu Fei was completely relieved. Since there was a patrol announcement, this confusing account was finally settled.

Next, Gao Henian tried to recruit Lu Fei with reason and emotion, but the answer was Lu Fei's two big hygienic eyeballs.

Gao Henian and the veterans sat in the last row. After turning away, he glanced at Li Yunhe and Wan Xiaofeng in the far corner. Lu Fei and the others came to the middle of the third row this time.

After sitting down, Wang Xinlei and the little dog

Let Lu Fei introduce some awesome people sitting in the first two rows.

The focus is on the Fengtian Xu family and the Yangcheng Feng family, which are known as the four major collecting families in China along with the Wang family and the Kong family.

What came to the Fengtian Xu family was their current head, Xu Maochen, and their appraisal team.

The second master of the Feng family in Yangcheng is Feng Yuanyang.

According to Wang Xinlei's report, Xu Maochen was outspoken and outspoken, which was sometimes unacceptable, but he was quite upright.

Feng Yuanyang of the Feng family, who is in his forties, is very scheming and has great business acumen.

Now Feng Yuanyang is very prestigious in the family, and he is very hopeful to replace his eldest brother and take the position of head of the Feng family in the future.

Lu Fei glanced a few times and found that including Wang Xinlei, three of the four major collecting families were here, but he did not see the arrival of the Kong family.

Of course, Kong Jiaqi cannot be counted. This girl is a show-off prop arranged by Chen Xiang for herself. She will definitely not participate in the bidding on behalf of the Kong family.

After communicating with Kong Jiaqi, Lu Fei understood the reason.

It turns out that the Kong family and the Baodao Liu family behind Tianbao Auction House are sworn enemies. The Kong family will definitely not show up on such an occasion.

However, her grandfather is in charge of the Kong family, and they are watching the live broadcast in the RV outside. When the time comes, the Kong family will participate in the bidding through the off-site hotline.

Ten minutes before the auction started, a melodious guzheng melody sounded from the speakers, and the noisy auction hall suddenly became quiet.

The music stops and the auction begins.

First, a middle-aged man in his forties came out from the backstage. He was about 1.75 meters tall, with a medium build and fair skin. He was wearing a black suit, a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and a formal dress. .

Lu Fei recognized this person at a glance. Chen Xiang had sent him a photo of this person before. This person was Bai Wenyu, the general manager of Tianbao Auction House who indirectly killed his father and his enemy.