God Level Golden Eye

As soon as Shi Xiaozhu left, Shi Tiezhu’s face suddenly became very gloomy. Shi Xiaozhu’s expressions and reactions just now are all in sight. The only possibility is that his antique shop has sold a lot of fake antiques and antiques in the past few years. The shop cannot really guarantee that all its antiques are genuine as Song Yun said, and sometimes even sell some fake antiques intentionally or unintentionally, but this does not mean that there is no bottom line at all. The number of antiques in China must not be too much. If there are too many, it is very likely to damage the reputation of the antique shop, especially those important customers, and they are not able to sell the problematic antiques to them. It must be 100% sure. Really.

Shi Tiezhu stayed in the antique shop for a long time. At three or four o’clock in the afternoon, Shi Xiaozhu left the antique shop in a hurry because of something. Although there were other staff in the antique shop, no one could stop him. I got what Shi Tiezhu wanted to do, got up, walked to the antique shelf in the shop, carefully saw the antique on it from the first one to the last, the expression on his face was relatively relaxed at the beginning, he I feel that my suspicion is very nonsensical and cannot be true, but as time goes by, as the antiques he picks up and put down more and more antiques, the look on his face becomes more and more gloomy. In the end it was even black like the bottom of the pot.

"Humph!"

"It seems that in the past few years, regardless of the things in the store, earth-shaking changes have already taken place, and my antique shop has turned into such a situation!"

Shi Tiezhu was trembling with anger. The antiques placed on the shelves in the store are more than 90% fake. The few genuine ones are just ordinary goods, not worth much at all, the most expensive one, but that is. Hundreds of thousands, all of which are high-quality imitations, and some of them can be faked. Among them, seven or eight high-level imitations have a price of over 8 million. The highest one wants to sell for 50 million.

Shi Tiezhu has never felt that selling fake antiques is a very shameful thing. It is a very common thing in antique markets. The simplest example is the antique stalls in the ghost market. Basically, none of them is true. The crux of the problem is that I open an antique shop, what I want to do is big business, and most of my antiques are sold to old customers who have been in a relationship for many years, not like those small stalls in the ghost market. If you shoot and change places, you still have to face yourself in this antique circle, and you have to live on your credibility. The store is full of fakes. When things like this spread out, you really feel that your face has been pressed on the ground by others. friction.

Shi Tiezhu took out his cell phone and called Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng. After half an hour, Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng hurriedly walked into the door of the antique shop.

"Old dead man, what the **** is going on with you? Why do you call us all of a sudden and ask us to come here?!"

As soon as Zhu Deyuan came in, he had noticed that Shi Tiezhu's expression was not right, and he had no idea what had happened, but one thing was certain, and that was that this matter was absolutely very serious, not ordinary.

Shi Tiezhu pointed to the shelf in his antique shop.

"what?!"

"Old man Shi, what do you mean by this action? Can't you just say it directly?!"

Xu Desheng didn't even know what Shi Tiezhu meant, and he was a little angry. People were right in front of him. There was no need to play such a dumb riddle.

"You two have a look at the antiques on this shelf for me!"

Shi Tiezhu's face was still gloomy, and his tone was very lonely when he spoke.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng had a very good understanding of their character about Shi Tie's work. In this way, they knew that something must have happened, and it was still very serious.