Chapter 299

Huang Tianshi's face turned red and white. This was the second time Song Yun didn't pick up his antiques. Instead, he picked up the teacup. The meaning was very clear, that he didn't want to pick up his antiques at all.

"Song Yun, what exactly do you mean?"

Huang Tianshi's anger that had been suppressed not long ago rushed up again, and he finally couldn't control his tone of voice.

Song Yun took a sip of tea and slowly put down the teacup before raising his head to look at Huang Tianshi.

"Boss Huang, don't speak secretly in front of Mingren."

"Why don't I pick up your antiques, don't you understand why?"

"I've made it very clear just now that if you're sincere, take out the real antiques, otherwise I'll just leave, there's no need to waste time here."

"Over and over again, they all come up with fake things to fool me, this is really meaningless!"

Song Yun shook his head. He really couldn't understand why Huang Tianshi did this, especially when he had already made his words very clear, but he insisted on taking out fake things. Did he feel that he was easy to bully?

"impossible!"

"How could it be fake?"

"This is clearly a real antique!"

"Not only do I think he is real, but I also found some very famous appraisers in the circle. They have all seen it and said there is no problem!"

Huang Tianshi's heart skipped a beat, he didn't think that Song Yunlai didn't even get started, he knew it was fake, but at this time there was nothing to say, he had to hold down his head, his reaction was very fast, he immediately refuted, the expression on his face Very in place, a look of grievance and anxiety.

Song Yun was unmoved. In this case, even if the Oscar winner came, it would be of no use. The antique is real or fake or fake. He has supernatural powers. Huang Tianshi took out this antique. , On the surface it looks bright and beautiful, but it is useless, there is no light under the supernatural power, these performances by Huang Tianshi are just performances, even if he can impress others, he cannot impress himself.

"Boss Huang, there is no need for this!"

"What you're saying is useless!"

"Don't forget! I'm in the antique market. The reason why I'm famous is because I pick up leaks. If I don't even have the eyesight, can I do this?"

"Whether this antique is real or fake, it doesn't matter if you say it, and the appraisals of the so-called expert appraisers don't count. I am the buyer, I have the final say, in fact, this antique is real You know what is true or false!"

Song Yun was really not polite at all. After saying this, he stood up and walked out. Huang Tianshi yelled at the back to keep him, and left without paying any attention. It's not surprising that Huang Tianshi took out fake things. People who sell antiques often do this, but doing it again and again is a bad character, especially if he insists on reminding him over and over again. In doing so, there is no need to deal with it any more. Even if Huang Tianshi takes out real antiques now, it is of no use, and there is no need to do business with such people.

Song Yun walked out of the door of Qing Yazhai without hesitation, knowing that from now on, he would not take a half-step, once and again is enough, and it is impossible to give Huang Tianshi another chance.

Huang Tianshi sat on the sofa in despair, his eyes were blank, as if three souls and six souls had been taken away.

"how can that be possible?"

"How could this happen?"

"This is a high imitation among the high imitations I specially found!"

"If I hadn't already known it was fake, it would have been impossible to tell. Even if I could finally tell, it would have to go through some research."

"What the hell is going on with Song Yun? You can tell at a glance?"

"This is simply impossible!"

"No one in the world has this ability!"

...

"It's over!"

"It's really over!"

"It's not easy to sell some antiques these days!"

...

Huang Tianshi grimaced.

Qingyazhai's business has been very bad recently, and no one has come to buy antiques. Song Yun's channel is very important to him. Now, Song Yun no longer believes in himself, and it is impossible to buy antiques from himself. A year ago, Qingyazhai didn't care about this kind of thing at all. Now it's different. Qingyazhai has no one to come to the door. This channel is very important, and it doesn't exist anymore.

"no!"

"You can't let it go so easily!"

"We have to find a way!"

"Otherwise, we can only close the door!"

Huang Tianshi didn't give up. She knew that if she continued like this, she would wait for her own results. She had been rolling around in the antique collection industry all her life, and it was impossible to change careers to do other things. She had to struggle to survive.

"It seems!"

"You have to come up with something real!"

Huang Tianshi gritted his teeth and pondered for a long time. Although he was unwilling, he had no choice but to make a decision.

Huang Tianshi opened the safe, took out something wrapped in cloth, hurried out the door, and walked towards the Treasure Pavilion. What he didn't expect was that when he got there, he found that the door was locked and there was no one there. As a last resort, he could only return to Qingya. Zhai, find another time to go.