Chang Sixi's face was pale, his lips were light, and his voice was very light: "I always thought that the real collection was superior, and the inferior was used for hype. The upper class doesn't sell, and the lower class will cash in. " Unexpectedly, he directly refuted Feng Zhuo's words. Feng Zhuo's eyes are aloof and his tone is indifferent: "for collections, it's true that superior products don't sell and inferior products are exchanged for cash. However, for businessmen, only people at the top of the industry can invest in and hype works of art. They can throw out one good thing in their hands when necessary, which can affect the whole market." He picked up the painting she put on the table and threw it forward: "the value of the painting is given by the painter, but the price of the painting is given by the merchant. Without value, there is no high price, and in the eyes of businessmen, you can only see paintings with high prices. You... Can't get into my eyes. " This simple sentence, like thunder, blew up in Chang Sixi's mind! Just now he didn't explicitly refuse her, and she could report a trace of mercy. Now, she was really flustered, completely flustered, and the acidity and pain in her chest almost drowned her. She pressed down the sour and astringent bitterly, filled her eyes with tears, and said in a trembling voice, "I really like you. I fell in love with you at the first sight. Can you..." Feng Zhuo coldly interrupted her: "women are like porcelain. Some are the best famous porcelain made by the official kiln, which is worth collecting; Some are produced by private kilns, which are worth hype; Some are ordinary porcelain, just for daily use. There is another kind that thinks it comes from an official kiln, but doesn't know it's a defective product. It can only be smashed into pieces! " Chang Sixi's face turned white without a trace of blood. She was ashamed of herself. The words of the man in front of her made her feel very "cheap". It means that people are not high or low, but many people still despise or are despised. That is to say, the high or low has never changed in the past 5000 years. Otherwise, there would be no three, six, nine, etc. Flustered, she got up and said, "sorry, I forgot I had something to go first. Bye." Then he picked up his bag and went out in a panic. He simply ran for his life and left. She rushed out and asked the experts outside to guard immediately. When he saw it, she smiled again: "is Miss Chang leaving?" Chang Sixi had slowed down. Her eyes were sad, happy and desperate. She looked at the master for a moment. This frightened the master: "Miss Chang, what's the matter with you?" Fang Neng and the master's expression are just the opposite. There is a trace of contempt on his face, no matter how sympathetic Chang Sixi's expression is. But he just felt upset. Chang Sixi's whole mind was on the master, so she didn't notice Fang Neng's expression. She asked the master, "well, is Mr. chuck in a bad mood today?" In her impression, Feng Zhuo is superior, indifferent and noble, but how could an elegant gentleman be so ruthless and say such words. Master Wei Leng: "in a bad mood?" It seems not. He looked at Fang Neng nearby and said, "isn't it?" Fang Neng said calmly, "I don't know." Chang Sixi was slightly stunned, then turned and left. The master looked at her back and said to Fang Neng: "after all, she is the woman Jijie likes. Jijie saved Mr. chuck with his life. Mr. chuck takes care of her, but how can you treat others so badly?"