Chapter 123

thirty million?

Chen Ping was also helpless.

She had a premonition that something would happen, but she didn't expect Yang Guilan to cause such a big trouble.

"Okay Mom, I'll be there right away, wait a minute." After Chen Ping finished speaking, he quickly hung up the phone and went straight to the scene.

When we arrived at the scene, it was a century-old shop, and a crowd of people had already gathered around the door, some selling old objects, some watching the excitement, and the crowds were crowded.

There were also constant quarrels in the store. Just at the door, Chen Ping heard Yang Guilan's yelling.

When I entered the door, I saw Yang Guilan spitting and accusing the shop owner of bullying customers and selling fake goods to steal money, "I won't pay! Why should I pay! What kind of broken blue and white porcelain are you? It's fake. You just want to bully me." Women who don’t understand, I’ll call the police and arrest you, this is extortion!”

Yang Guilan is going crazy now, isn't it just a porcelain bottle, and she wants to pay 30 million for herself!

This must be bullying yourself for not knowing what to do, and wanting to kill yourself.

However, Yang Guilan also felt guilty. There was a shop here, and behind the shop owner stood two thick tattooed men.

If Feng Ruixiang didn't stop her, Yang Guilan might not get any benefit.

"Mom, what's going on?" Chen Ping squeezed in from behind the crowd and asked with a puzzled expression.

Yang Guilan glared at Chen Ping angrily, disgusted that he came too slowly, and she was so scolded by others, scolded: "Why are you here now? Forget it, look, it's this little vase, I just don't like it." Be careful if it breaks, they want me to pay 30 million yuan, I don’t care about it, you stay here and settle it, it’s probably worth a few hundred yuan, I’ll go back and make lunch for your dad.”

After all, Yang Guilan turned around and was about to run.

If she doesn't run now, when will she wait?

Chen Ping looked down at the broken porcelain bottle on the ground, then raised his eyebrows to look at Feng Ruixiang, and asked, "Master Feng, is this true?"

Feng Ruixiang also nodded helplessly and said: "It's real blue and white porcelain. The owner is my friend. The real value is thirty million."

Feng Ruixiang was also very heartbroken, this is the treasure of his store, and the owner is still his friend.

Bringing Yang Guilan was to pick something, but Yang Guilan fumbled around as soon as she entered the door, and broke a piece of blue and white porcelain.

Seeing that Chen Ping was a sensible person, the shop owner held a purple sand pot and drank tea, and said, "Little brother, this is the authentic blue and white porcelain from the Yongle period. Leave, otherwise, I'm going to call the police, this is the treasure of our shop, let your mother just break it."

Chen Ping also sighed, the price is a bit high.

But who knows, when Yang Guilan heard this, she immediately scolded in a sharp voice: "You fart! What Yongle is not Yongle, I think it is fake, and your store is extortion! I have seen a lot of you who sell fake goods Oh, it's really poor and crazy!"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper's expression darkened immediately, no matter how hard he could stand it.

Say he sells fakes in the store?

He can't bear it!

Opening doors to do business, especially in the antique market, is mostly a matter of industry regulations.

Who can stand being pointed at the nose by such a shrew?

"My aunt, please take a good look. This is a century-old shop! It is the most reputable shop in our area. I have never produced a single fake product. If you slander my reputation like this, it is not just a matter of losing money. gone."

The owner of the shop was very angry, put down the purple sand pot, picked up his mobile phone, and said, "Let's not talk about today's matter. I will call the police and hand it over to the police."

As soon as she heard that she wanted to call the police, Yang Guilan became anxious and panicked, knowing that she could not stay here any longer, she hurriedly said to Chen Ping: "Chen Ping, you are here to deal with it, I will... go back first, if If you get into trouble, you can solve it yourself."

Get away!

This is what Yang Guilan is thinking now.

But, has she left?

Immediately, the door was blocked by two big and three thick men. With his fierce appearance and strong muscles, Yang Guilan was so frightened that she fell to the ground on the spot, crying loudly: "Look, let's fight!" People, beat people! This store is a black shop, cheating people and killing customers, just a fake vase is said to be blue and white porcelain, I want to pay 30 million!"

What else can I do?

Of course, he cried, made trouble and hanged himself.

Yang Guilan tried this trick repeatedly.

But she forgot one thing, this is not her home, how could she be allowed to run amok.

A strong man grabbed Yang Guilan by the collar and dragged her into the room like a dead dog.

"Let me go! Let me go! You beat someone, you killed someone!"

Yang Guilan struggled desperately and shouted, seeing Chen Ping standing aside and refusing to help, she immediately cursed: "Chen Ping, why are you standing there, why don't you beat them for me! Are you just watching me being beaten like this? "

Spicy, rude, nonsense.

This is the self-cultivation of Yang Guilan, a stubborn woman.

Chen Ping shook his head helplessly, and asked back: "Mom, did they beat you? Why can't you admit your mistakes when you broke their things? We just admit our mistakes and pay for it. Why make a joke like this?"

lose money?

Yang Guilan is definitely not willing!

Thirty million! That's right!

"Are you crazy? What are you paying for? This is fake! Fake!" Yang Guilan went crazy, it was really shameless.

Snapped!

The shopkeeper couldn't stand it any longer, and with a direct look, his subordinates slapped Yang Guilan's face with a slap.

In an instant, Yang Guilan, who was barking her teeth and claws, became quiet, her eyes were full of anger, and she stared at Chen Ping.

She didn't dare to fight against the shopkeeper, so she went up to scratch Chen Ping viciously, and scolded: "Why do I have you as a useless son-in-law? I have been beaten by others, and you still stand and watch! You are a worthless! I want to let you Wan'er divorces you!"

Chen Ping was very helpless, but he didn't bother to entangle her. He turned to the shopkeeper and said, "I'm sorry, we will pay for this thing. How about we talk inside?"

The owner of the shop glanced at Feng Ruixiang, then nodded and said, "Okay, you're on the right track."

After all, a few people went into the house.

Yang Guilan was still rolling around outside, cursing harshly: "Chen Ping, you have to pay for yourself. This matter has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with our family!"

However, when her eyes met the cold eyes of those two strong men, she was as frightened as a quail. She shrank her head, stood in the corner, stared viciously for a few times, and muttered curse words.

Here, Chen Ping followed the owner to the inner room.

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I'm responsible for this matter."

As soon as he entered the inner room, Feng Ruixiang said to Chen Ping apologetically.

This scene really frightened the shopkeeper just now, and he asked in confusion: "Master Feng, what is this?"

I rely on!

What happened to Feng Ruixiang, he actually showed such respect to young people.

Feng Ruixiang smiled and said, "Old Yu, this is the Mr. Chen I mentioned to you earlier."

Click!

The shop owner was startled, and immediately respectfully invited Chen Ping to sit down.

It turned out that he was the top rich second generation who invested two billion in Feng Ruixiang!

For such a rich person, a piece of blue and white porcelain is simply child's play.

"Well, Mr. Chen, I'm really sorry. I didn't know your identity before. Why don't you do it this way? You don't need to pay for the blue and white porcelain, just treat it as a little favor from me to Mr. Chen." The shopkeeper smiled flatteringly.

Chen Ping waved his hand and said, "No, one yard is worth one yard. Thirty million is thirty million. I'm not short of money. Give me your account number later, and I'll have someone call you."

The shopkeeper glanced at Feng Ruixiang, saw the other party nodding, and didn't refuse any more.

After chatting back and forth for less than five minutes, Chen Ping and they came out of the inner room one after another.

Seeing that Chen Ping came out intact, Yang Guilan was very surprised and asked, "Are you okay?"

"What's the matter?" Chen Ping asked back.

The shopkeeper over there said politely: "Welcome Mr. Chen to visit our shop next time, and I will see you off."

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "No need."

After all, a few people left.

Along the way, Yang Guilan stared at Chen Ping like a ghost, finally caught the opportunity, and asked, "Chen Ping, stop! Tell me honestly, are you hiding private money behind Wan'er's back?"

Private money?

Chen Ping shook his head, smiled lightly and said, "Mom, what are you talking about?"

Yang Guilan chuckled, and said, "Are you still asking me what? Just now, the boss kept his mouth shut and wanted to pay 30 million yuan. You didn't pay, so why did they let you out?"

This Chen Ping must have hidden his private money, and he probably lost a lot.

But it is far from thirty million.

Yang Guilan felt in her heart that the blue and white porcelain was fake, deceptive, and a scam.

Chen Ping explained casually: "Mom, that's a fake blue and white porcelain. With Master Feng around, he didn't pursue it any further, so I'll just pay you 100,000 yuan."

Now that's all I can say.

"One hundred thousand?"

Yang Guilan's voice was high-pitched, and when she heard the 100,000 yuan, she suddenly felt her heart twitch, and cursed: "You prodigal bastard! Where did you get the 100,000 yuan? You also said that you didn't hide the money from your own house. Tell me, where did you get the money? Didn't you go looking for mistress outside behind Wan'er's back?"

This Chen Ping must have done something sneaky!

This one hundred thousand, Yang Guilan had to ask.

Chen Ping looked helpless, feeling very annoyed.

Yang Guilan is too capable of tossing around.

"Mom, it's nothing, don't think about it." Chen Ping said, and then took a taxi to take Yang Guilan back.

However, at this moment, a beautiful figure walked towards Chen Ping with a cold fragrance.

In front of Yang Guilan, slap, slap Chen Ping hard on the face!

Su Xueyun's face was gloomy and cold, and she was wearing a long skirt, which perfectly outlined her figure, but now, she only had hatred for Chen Ping.

"What are you doing?!" Chen Ping was furious, this woman must be crazy.

"Chen Ping, you said you didn't do anything wrong, who is this little bitch?"

Yang Guilan was furious at that time, staring at Su Xueyun with resentment in her eyes.

This girl looks coquettish, she looks like a vixen!

This was Yang Guilan's first impression of Su Xueyun.

However, something amazing happened in a second.

"Are you Chen Ping's mother-in-law?" Su Xueyun stared at Yang Guilan with a cold face and a pair of eyes.

Yang Guilan's heart was trembling. Being stared at by the other party, she felt scared, and said guiltyly: "Yes... I am, what's wrong?! Who are you!"

Snapped!

Su Xueyun directly raised her hand, slapped Yang Guilan on the face, and said coldly: "Remember, you are not qualified to ask me who I am!"