"Old man Zhu, what were you laughing at? Why are you so happy?!"
Xu Desheng was curious about this.
"Song Yun, didn't you just wonder why those two fake sellers have such a valuable antique in their hands?"
"This matter is actually very simple. The person who falsified didn't know where he got a real antique to use as a template. What he didn't expect was that Gao copied too much, and he couldn't tell the difference even without paying attention. I sold the real as a fake to the two people who wanted to cheat you, and you happened to find it and bought it."
Zhu Deyuan told what he had heard from Lin Huaiming.
"No way?"
"There are such things?!"
After Song Yun listened to it, he was dumbfounded, this story was no different from the Arabian Nights.
"Humph!"
"This really deserves it!"
"Why does that person dare to fake it?!"
"In our circle, I don't know how much money has gone bankrupt because of the high imitation antiques!"
"According to my statement, these people should all be pulled out to shoot!"
Xu Desheng was furious. The people he hated most were those high imitation antiques. It was only because he had suffered a loss. More importantly, many people fell to somersaults because of high imitation antiques. They would lose money and use their families to ruin their lives. Things happen from time to time.
Song Yun sighed. What Xu Desheng said is undoubtedly true, but the high imitation of antiques has been repeatedly banned. As long as there are antiques, there will be fake antiques, and there will be counterfeiters, especially now in science and technology. Developed, counterfeiting is becoming more and more realistic, it is definitely not easy to distinguish, but the things that exist in this kind of circle, it is not that one or a few people can put an end to it. As long as there is interest, someone will definitely do it. Not to mention fake antiques or high imitation antiques in the antique circle. It was originally a thing that exists by default. If this is not the case, then how can such things be missed?
"Come on!"
"Old man Xu, don't be so prestigious here!"
"Don't say that you can't stop this kind of thing, no one can stop it. The only thing we can do is to learn as much as possible, keep our eyes bright, and don't let others be fooled. As for those who are highly imitation antiques, No one can get rid of it all."
"However, Song Yun gave that person a severe lesson."
"This kind of yellow and red piece is gone. The fraudster hasn't made so much money in 10 years. All the black money he made before must have been spit out!"
Zhu Deyuan was very happy when he thought of this. Of course, those who counterfeit high-fake antiques could not be forbidden, but it was equally refreshing to teach the other party a lesson like Song Yun.
Xu Desheng knew that what Zhu Deyuan said was not wrong, he also understood the truth, saying that just now was just a vent.
"Anyway, Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao have made a fortune again!"
Xu Desheng feels a little depressed when he talks about this. Song Yun, this kid, is nothing short of flicks. He can pick up leaks wherever he appears late, although he has told himself countless times that he should never be with a monster like Song Yun. In comparison, I can only make myself depressed to death, but the truth is true. Every time I see Song Yun picking up a leak, I can't help but feel depressed, feeling that Zhenbao Pavilion can't stay at all, which makes me angry.
Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng left after admiring the yellow and red for a while. They just came by this time, just to see if Song Yun and Tan Miaomiao are back. I will tell one thing when they come back. The yellow and red are just an accident.
"Sister Tang, is this unnecessary?!"
Song Yun really didn’t know what to say. Just now Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng said one thing before they left, that Xu Desheng had resigned from the position of the Preparatory Committee of the Treasure Reward Conference. In other words, he was already with that There is no direct relationship between the matter, but the name of a consultant is hung up. This thing is very virtual and has no real meaning.
Song Yun knew that this must have something to do with the previous Yuan Qinghua incident, and he felt a little sad.
"You don't need to care about this matter. Xu Desheng and Xu Lao quit that job. It is a correct choice. From our standpoint, he does not need to do this, but from his standpoint, he must have an explanation for this matter. The old man has lived his entire life, and he has no desires and desires at this age. What he cares about is face."
Tang Miaomiao knew why Xu Desheng thought so in his heart.
"Row!"
"Anyway, this matter is a foregone conclusion. If you want to manage it, you can't manage it. You can't let Xu Lao go back again?!"
Song Yun knew that there was no way to change this matter, so he simply stopped thinking about it.