Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

About ten minutes later, a middle-aged man in a suit opened the door and walked in. Tan Song followed the middle-aged man like a good baby.

This middle-aged man has a Chinese character face, sharp eyes, and he looks a bit unsmiling.

And on his wrist, covered by suit sleeves, a faint string of purple and green beads immediately caught Jiang Yuan's attention.

The purple beads are tourmalines and the green beads are emeralds.

Judging from the patina and style as well as the patterns carved on the jadeite, it should be something from the mid-Qing Dynasty.

"Qing Shuang Peach Red Tourmaline, Jadeite Eighteen Zi Bracelet."

"nice one."

"The current market price should be around 15,000."

Tan Lixiang nodded, "It's almost the same price."

"Dad, I've long told you that this bracelet of yours is worthless, right? We don't have more expensive bead strings in our store, so can't you change it and wear it?"

Tan Lixiang glared at Tan Song, "How many times have I told you, your mother gave this to me when she was young. Can it be measured in money?"

Tan Song shrank his neck and stopped talking.

Tan Lixiang then walked to sit across from Jiang Yuan and nodded expressionlessly, "My son Tan Song said you came to me to borrow money?"

"Since you are also an insider, you should know the rules about borrowing money, right?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and nodded, "In addition to the IOU, we also need to find three collectors in the circle to jointly guarantee it."

"In addition, antiques of equal value must be used as collateral."

Jiang Yuan directly took out an IOU and put it on the table. It was clearly written on it that if Jiang Yuan could not return the 300,000 yuan with interest within three months, Tan Lixiang could go to Jiang Yuan's Wanbao Tower.

Take away antiques of equal value.

Of course, the value of antiques needs to be estimated by three guarantors.

"I wrote this IOU temporarily, and the guarantor hasn't signed it yet, but Uncle Tan can rest assured that I am old acquaintances with Mr. Liu Yidao, Mr. Wang Dayou, Mr. Wang Dayou, and Mr. Zhang Guhua from Binhai. If I owe

If you don't repay the debt, you can go directly to my store to move things, and they will follow the rules."

Tan Lixiang frowned. He had never heard of the names of these three people.

Tan Song reminded at this time: "Dad, Mr. Liu is the number one collector of Binhai jades, Mr. Wang is the number one collector of Binhai ancient coins, and Zhang Guhua is the number one collector of Binhai ancient paintings."

"You don't know, Jiang Yuan is well-known in Binhai antique circles."

Tan Lixiang nodded and looked at Jiang Yuan with more surprise.

"Actually, I know you're not short of money, it's just temporary turnover," Tan Lixiang nodded, "but as we do business, we have to follow the rules."

"Although my son is careless, he can still judge people very accurately. Since he brought you here, it means that you are a man of rules."

Tan Lixiang directly wrote a check for 300,000 yuan and pushed it in front of Jiang Yuan.

"I heard that you are going to the ghost market with my son tonight, right?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, "Uncle Tan, do you think there's anything wrong?"

"Every year on July 15th, the ghost market is attended by players who have been in the industry for decades."

"You may be very talented in antiques, but I still want to advise you not to be too big-hearted and don't

Sometimes I ran out of money and ended up receiving fake goods. I am a person who has been there, so what I said is based on evidence."

Jiang Yuan heard Tan Song talk about Tan Lixiang's eye-punching in the ghost market, but he didn't say much at the moment. He just nodded modestly, "Thank you, Uncle Tan, for reminding us. We will be careful."

Tan Song also smiled and nodded, "Dad, don't worry, I have such a sharp eye, I won't hit you."

Tan Lixiang glared at Tan Song again, "I agree to let you go, not because I believe in your vision, but because you don't have much money!"

"It doesn't matter if you get punched in the eye~"

Hearing his father's mocking words, Tan Song rolled his eyes and didn't know what to say.

Just at this time, a waiter knocked on the door and walked in, looking at Tan Lixiang nervously.

"Mr. Tan, something happened... something happened..."

Tan Lixiang's eyes narrowed, "What's wrong?"

"A customer took something and said he wanted to return it. He also said we sold fake goods. He is making a fuss at the door now. Many people have gathered around to watch the excitement."

Tan Song walked to the window and opened it, and sure enough he heard the noise coming from downstairs.

Leaning over and taking a look, Tan Song was immediately happy, "Dad, there are really a lot of people around our door."

"You're still laughing!"

Tan Lixiang was very angry, "Why don't you come down with me and have a look."

After saying that, Tan Lixiang quickly walked out of the tea room.

Jiang Yuan gave Tan Song a strange look, "You are really a talent."

Tan Song waved his hand indifferently, "It's commonplace things, I'm used to them."

"It's nothing more than buying it home, ruining it, and then making a replica and saying it's our responsibility. If I were angry about this, I would probably be angry to death."

Jiang Yuan walked to the window and leaned over to take a look, but frowned, "I don't think it's that simple. Let's go down and have a look."

After a while, Jiang Yuan and Tan Song went down to the first floor.

A dozen waiters were standing in a row tremblingly, their heads lowered and not daring to speak.

Tan Lixiang looked at the large porcelain vat on the ground expressionlessly.

The whole body of this large tank is an elegant pink-white color, with glazed red fish algae texture all over the body. It is one meter high and about 80 centimeters in diameter.

At a glance, experts in the industry will know that this is a large vat with red fish and algae patterns on the glaze from the Qianlong period.

Standing next to the vat was a middle-aged man, also wearing a suit, who looked like he was not short of money.

But at this time, he looked at Tan Lixiang with anger on his face, and his voice was full of ridicule.

"Boss Tan, people say that your Tan Gulou is the largest antique store in Jiangdu, and everyone in the circle says that the things in your store are good."

"Now look, what's so good about this thing?"

Tan Lixiang knelt down without saying a word and looked at the large vat carefully.

His face became increasingly ugly.

The coating on this large vat is fine, the shape is fine, and the signature is also correct.

But something knocked off a small piece of leather glaze at the mouth of the vat, exposing the clay inside.

The grains are loose and uneven, but there is still a bit of graininess.

Plastic impurities not much thicker than a hair.

Do you still need to read this? It’s definitely fake.

No wonder this man is so angry.

The people watching around him started talking about it instantly.

"I didn't expect that Tan Gulou, which is so famous, would also engage in such a deceptive business."

"Yeah, I originally said I would buy an antique for my father-in-law when I have time, but now I don't dare."

"No, if you buy a painting and it turns out it's printed, or you buy a piece of jade and it turns out it's plastic, then your father-in-law will be furious."

The comments from people around him were like a sharp thorn piercing Tan Lixiang's heart.

He suddenly turned back to look at the group of waiters, suppressing his anger, "Is this thing really sold in our store?"

A waiter nodded tremblingly, "Mr. Tan, this thing was collected by Master Bai. He has verified it and it shouldn't be fake."

"Bai Yanlang identified it? Where are the others?"

The waiter shook his head and said, "I took leave two days ago and I haven't come back yet."

Tan Song suddenly understood that this was someone deliberately causing trouble to ruin Tan Gulou's reputation.

"Boss Tan, what do you have to say?"

Tan Lixiang looked at the middle-aged man with a very sincere attitude, "It's my fault, Tan Gulou. I apologize to you. I will refund you all the money you spent."

But the middle-aged man sneered, "If you can finish it so easily, wouldn't it be too cheap for you, Tan Gulou?"

"It's okay for me to suffer the loss alone, but if there is such a thing in your Tangu Tower, I don't know how many people will be fooled by then."

Tan Lixiang's expression changed and he loudly said:

"Don't worry, everyone, this was an accident. Someone deliberately ruined the reputation of Tan Gulou."

The middle man ‘haha’ mocked:

"You said a frame-up is a frame-up?"

"I think you are deliberately using fake products to pass them off as good ones. Once the truth is revealed, you will use this lame excuse to save face."

"Let me tell you, don't come to Tan Gulou to buy things in the future, so as not to be deceived."

"Yes, Boss Tan, you said you were framed, then show us the evidence."

"Boss Tan, are there really any fakes in your store?"

Tan Lixiang suddenly became angry, "Impossible!"

Next to him, Jiang Yuan turned around and glanced at the things in the store, and immediately shook his head, "Tan Song, we are in big trouble."

Tan Song waved his hand, "Don't worry, the items in our store have been appraised by several masters. We are not afraid of slanted shadows."

"I'm afraid you are too confident," Jiang Yuan reminded in a low voice, "hurry up and vacate the innermost shelf against the wall. Everything on it has problems."