Xiao Ruobing and the others didn't know where Ye Fan's stone gambling ability came from, but they knew that Wang's Antiques was completely ruined.
As long as people mention Ye Fan's amazing performance, they will laugh at Wang's antiques' incompetence.
Ye Fan used 800 million to steal 8 billion, but also scrapped nearly 8,000 rough stones. What else is it other than incompetence?
As a result, it will be difficult for Wang's Antiques to raise its head, and the rough stone business will be completely destroyed. Anyone who sees Wang's rough stones will instinctively think of waste.
The rest of the antique business will also be indirectly affected.
So watching Emperor Du Qing and the others move away the jade pieces piece by piece, Zhao Siqi and Xiao Ruobing were so angry that their teeth almost broke.
They really wanted to rush up and snatch it back.
"I said, I want to say this for Mr. Du."
Ye Fan didn't restrain himself at all, and wandered up to the two women: "What's up, do you accept it now?"
Xiao Ruobing was full of hatred: "Ye Fan, I will not let you go. Sooner or later, I will cut you into pieces."
Zhao Siqi also had a cold look: "I will tell Mr. Wang exactly what happened today."
"Hey, are you still threatening me now?"
There was a hint of joking in the corner of Ye Fan's mouth: "Didn't you just coax me? Do you want me to buy it? Now you can't afford to lose?"
"You really embarrass Wang Qiaochu."
"Since you are stubborn and can't get along with me, then I will settle old scores with you."
He pointed at Xiao Ruobing:
"Give you ten minutes and return the five million you received from me. I won't embarrass you any more today."
"Otherwise you will be completely in despair."
Ye Fan remained strong.
"Back to you?"
Xiao Ruobing was almost furious when he heard this, and looked at Mark as if he were an idiot: "Why?"
Ye Fan smiled: "No reason, you just need to know that the five million yuan you paid must be returned to me, otherwise the consequences will be very serious."
"Don't think I'm going too far in deceiving you. You sent the Yuye Butcher to kill me. I haven't settled this debt with you yet."
He looked at the plum watch: "There are still six minutes..."
Xiao Ruobing's pretty face changed slightly when she heard about the butcher on a rainy night. She once thought that the massacre and the others were unlucky to encounter the police, but now it seems that they fell into Ye Fan's hands.
She felt that she couldn't see through Mark. How could a wimp who was called a grandson by Tang Sanguo trample on her so miserably?
But she quickly regained her composure:
"Ye Fan, I admit that you have some moral integrity, but that doesn't mean you can step on us."
Xiao Ruobing's pretty face turned cold: "You have already won 8 billion, and you have also destroyed our 8,000 rough stones. We have already lost completely."
"How else can you hit us?"
"I will never return these five million to you. If you have the ability, just take it out and see."
Both sides have fought to this point. There is no point in her compromising and admitting defeat. She might as well fight to the end to maintain her final dignity.
Zhao Siqi also looked at Ye Fan coldly: "If you still have the means, just use it. The two of us will bear it all."
"Two beauties, although I don't know what leverage Brother Fan has, I advise you to return the five million to him as soon as possible."
Emperor Du Qing, who was holding a piece of imperial green, ran over to join in the fun: "Can you afford to offend the owner of two hundred rough stones that are all green?"
He was originally angry at the two women and even considered setting them on fire in the middle of the night and kidnapping them, but now he has no resentment at all and is sympathetic.
Eight billion, plus eight thousand rough stones, Emperor Du Qing estimated that Wang's Antiques would be unable to breathe for a year and a half.
Moreover, Wang Qiaochu lost more than 20 billion, which would make life very difficult for both Xiao Ruobing and Zhao Siqi.
"Do not talk nonsense!"
Xiao Ruobing stared at Ye Fan with contempt: "Five million, I will never give it back to you."
"In this case, don't blame me for killing them all."
Ye Fan laughed loudly when he heard this, and then clapped his hands: "Xiao Ruobing, remember, this is a waste of opportunity for you."
Xiao Ruobing raised her head stubbornly: "Just let the horse come over."
Zhao Siqi also held his hands to see what Ye Fan was playing.
When everyone saw another conflict between Ye Fan and Xiao Ruobing, they immediately came over curiously to find out what was going on. There were many customers who were doing business among them.
The surprise brought by Ye Fan made them very interested in Ye Fan.
"Sir, please lend me the antique you have."
Ye Fan pointed at a middle-aged fat man who weighed more than 200 kilograms. In his arms was a blue and white porcelain that had just been traded.
"Easy to say, easy to say."
The fat man ran over happily and handed the blue and white porcelain into Ye Fan's hand:
"Master Ye, you have a sharp eye, help me control my eyes."
"This is the Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain that I have been looking at for several days and just decided to buy it today."
He held out two fingers: "Twenty million, do you think it's worth the price?"
Emperor Du Qing and others looked at Ye Fan instantly. He was so good at gambling on stones. I wonder if looking at antiques would be as awesome?
Xiao Ruobing's eyelids twitched, but she didn't say anything. She just raised the corners of her mouth, showing a bit of arrogance and ridicule.
Ye Fan did not respond directly to the fat man. He picked up the Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain and threw it on the ground.
"when!"
With a crisp sound, the blue and white porcelain shattered, shocking the entire audience.
The sound of smashing not only stunned the good guys, but also Du Qingdi and others were stunned on the spot.
They couldn't believe that Ye Fan would smash blue and white porcelain, and they couldn't help but exclaimed.
The middle-aged fat man was even more dumbfounded. He stared at the blue and white porcelain fragments on the ground with an ugly expression, as if it was his son who had fallen.
Twenty million.
"Master Ye, what are you doing?"
He looked anxiously: "This is blue and white porcelain, blue and white porcelain."
"I'm saving you from embarrassment."
Ye Fan kicked the blue and white porcelain fragments: "This is fake.
The whole audience was in an uproar: "Fake?"
The middle-aged fat man also suddenly trembled: "This is impossible!"
Ye Fan picked up a few fragments: "This blue and white porcelain is mixed with real and fake.
"One-third of the materials are real, and the other two-thirds are imitations by later generations and then re-fired using splicing techniques."
"In other words, they split one into three and made three copies of the money."
"If it's fired well, it can almost look like the real thing. From the outside, there won't be any flaws."
When the middle-aged fat man and the others were shaken, Ye Fan threw a few fragments over:
"But after the blue and white porcelain was broken, the flaws became obvious."
"I've re-examined the pieces and I'm now 100 percent sure it's a forgery."
"Look at the fragment in your hand. You can see the traces of joints from the inside. It is not an official kiln of the Ming Dynasty."
"It's not worth twenty million either."
Ye Fan clapped his hands: "Two thousand yuan."
Many people present are regular visitors to the antique street. Although their skills are not very advanced, they still have some basic knowledge.
The middle-aged fat man has been immersed in it for many years, and his eyesight is comparable to that of a second-level appraiser.
He picked up a pile of fragments and examined them carefully. Sure enough, there were three small marks on the inside of the basin, as if it had been re-fired.
Then, he pinched out a small piece of porcelain from the fragments.
This is modern porcelain!
No doubt it was mixed in during recasting.
"You bastard! You even lied to me. I'm your old customer, a regular customer."
The middle-aged fat man slapped Xiao Ruobing on the face and shouted:
"I will never come here again..."
"This is a black shop, a black shop, worse than a street stall!"
Xiao Ruobing snorted and took a few steps back, but did not fight back, only with anger in his eyes.
Wang's Antique Shop has developed rapidly. In addition to its strong backing, it is also different from other antique shops that are a mixed bag of good and bad. It takes the route of genuine goods.
It claims that as long as you are willing to spend enough money, the antiques bought from Wang's Antiques are 100% authentic.
Now being slapped in the face by Ye Fan instantly made the customer furious.
They never expected that Wang's antique tricks would be so deep.
Half truth and half falsehood, one person making three copies of the money is simply profit-seeking and crazy.
"Black shop, dark shop!"
"Return! Return!"
Countless customers threw away the antiques in their hands, canceled the transaction on the spot, and some rushed back from outside to return goods...
Suddenly, Wang's antiques were in full swing, and hundreds of people were crowded in the entire hall.
Xiao Ruobing and Zhao Siqi were completely desperate. They never expected that Ye Fan had such a skill.
This time, the brand of Wang's Antiques can't be saved.
"Five million, and your few ring heads, keep them for now."
Ye Fan laughed loudly: "Someday I meet you, I will ask you for it again."
Xiao Ruobing covered her pretty face in pain and watched Ye Fan walk away sadly and angrily...
Kill them all.
Zhao Siqi also wanted to vomit blood. She held back her anger, took out her cell phone and shouted:
"Huang Sanzhong, I want you to deal with someone..."
