thirty million?

Chen Ping was helpless.

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

"Okay Mom, I'll be there soon, just wait a moment." After Chen Ping said that, he quickly hung up the phone and went straight to the scene.

When we arrived at the scene, it was a century-old store. A bunch of people had gathered at the door, some were selling old items and some were watching the excitement. It was crowded.

There were constant quarrels in the store. Just at the door, Chen Ping heard Yang Guilan shouting.

When she entered the door, she saw Yang Guilan spitting and accusing the shopkeeper of cheating customers and stealing money by selling fake goods, "I won't compensate! Why should I compensate! This blue and white porcelain of yours is fake and you just want to bully me."

Women who don’t understand, I will call the police to arrest you, you are trying to extort money!”

Yang Guilan is going crazy now. Isn't it just a porcelain vase? She actually asked for 30 million yuan in compensation!

This must be just bullying yourself for not knowing what you are doing and trying to kill yourself.

However, Yang Guilan also felt guilty. The store was here, and behind the store owner were two stout tattooed men.

If Feng Ruixiang hadn't stopped him, Yang Guilan might not have benefited.

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

Yang Guilan glared at Chen Ping angrily, disgusted that he came too slowly, causing herself to be scolded like this, and cursed: "Why did you come just now? Forget it, look, it's this little vase, I just don't

If you break it carefully, they will ask me to pay 30 million yuan. I don't care about this matter. If you stay here to solve it, it is probably only worth a few hundred yuan. I have to go back and make lunch for your dad."

After saying that, Yang Guilan turned around and ran away.

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

Chen Ping looked down at the broken porcelain bottle on the ground, then raised his eyebrows 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 shop owner is my friend. It's really worth 30 million."

Feng Ruixiang was also very heartbroken. This was his treasure, and the owner was his friend.

The only thing I wanted to do with Yang Guilan was to pick an object. Who would have thought that as soon as Yang Guilan entered the door, she would look around and break a piece of blue and white porcelain.

Seeing that Chen Ping was a sensible person, the shop owner held a purple clay pot and drank tea, saying: "Little brother, this is the authentic blue and white porcelain from the Yongle period. I won't deceive you. It's 30 million. Just take the money."

Leave, otherwise, I will call the police. This is the treasure of our store, and your mother will be broken into pieces like this."

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

But who knew that when Yang Guilan heard this, she immediately shouted in a high voice: "You fart! What Yongle is not Yongle, I think it is fake, your store is extortion! I have seen many fakes like you selling

Oh, I’m so poor and crazy!”

When the shop owner heard this, he couldn't bear it, and his face suddenly darkened.

That he sells fake goods in his store?

He can't stand this!

Opening the door to do business, especially in the antique market, is a lot of business.

Who can bear to be scolded by such a shrew?

"Auntie, please take a good look at this. This is a century-old store! It is the most reputable in our area. It has never produced a fake. If you slander my reputation like this, this is not just a matter of losing money.

Already."

The shop owner was very angry. He put down the purple clay pot, picked up his cell phone, and said, "Let's not talk about this matter today. I'll call the police and leave it to the police."

As soon as she heard that the police was going to be called, Yang Guilan became anxious and panicked. Knowing that she could not stay in this place any longer, she hurriedly said to Chen Ping: "Chen Ping, you handle it here, I will... go back first. If

If you cause trouble, you can solve it yourself."

Get away!

This is what Yang Guilan is thinking now.

But, has she left?

She was immediately blocked at the door by two tall and thick men. With their fierce looks and strong muscles, Yang Guilan was so frightened that she fell to the ground on the spot and cried loudly: "Look at it, beat me."

People, beat them up! This store is a shady store, they are robbing people, just a fake vase, saying it is blue and white porcelain, you want me to pay 30 million!"

What else can be done?

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

Yang Guilan has tried this trick repeatedly.

But she forgot one thing, this was not her home, how could she be allowed to do whatever she wanted.

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

"Let me go! Let me go! I'm beating someone, and I'm going to kill someone!"

Yang Guilan struggled and screamed desperately. Seeing Chen Ping standing aside and not helping, she immediately cursed: "Chen Ping, why are you standing there, why don't you beat them! Are you just watching me being beaten like this?"

"

Shrewd, rude, and nonsensical.

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

Chen Ping shook his head helplessly and asked: "Mom, did someone hit you? You broke someone else's things, why can't you admit your mistake? We can just admit our mistake and pay for it, so why make a joke like this?"

Lose money?

Yang Guilan definitely doesn’t want to!

Thirty million, that’s it!

"Are you crazy? What compensation should you pay? This is fake! It's fake!" Yang Guilan went crazy, which was indeed shameless.

Snapped!

The shopkeeper couldn't stand it any longer. With a glance, his subordinate slapped Yang Guilan on the face.

In an instant, Yang Guilan, who was arrogant and arrogant, calmed down and stared at Chen Ping with eyes full of anger.

She didn't dare to be aggressive with the shop owner, so she aggressively went up to scratch Chen Ping and cursed: "Why do I have such a good-for-nothing son-in-law like you? I've been beaten by others, and you still stand and watch! You are a coward! I want to let him go."

Wan'er divorces you!"

Chen Ping was helpless, but he was too lazy to argue with her. He turned to the shop owner and said, "Sorry, we'll pay for this. How about we talk inside?"

The shop owner glanced at Feng Ruixiang, then nodded and said, "Okay, you are the right one."

After that, a few people went inside the house.

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

However, when her eyes came into contact with the cold eyes of the two strong men, she was as frightened as a quail. She shrank her head, stood in the corner, glared viciously for several times, and muttered curse words.

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

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

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

This scene really frightened the shopkeeper just now, and he asked with confusion: "Master Feng, what are you doing?"

Holy shit!

What's going on with Feng Ruixiang that he actually shows such respect to a young man?

Feng Ruixiang smiled and said: "Lao Yu, this is the Mr. Chen I mentioned to you before."

Ding!

The shop owner was shocked and immediately respectfully asked Chen Ping to take a seat.

It turns out that he is the top rich second generation who invested 2 billion in Feng Ruixiang!

For such a rich man, 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. Otherwise, you don't have to pay for the blue and white porcelain. You can just treat it as a little bit of my affection for Mr. Chen." The shopkeeper said with a flattering smile.

But Chen Ping waved his hand and said: "No, one code equals one code. 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 and saw that he nodded and did not refuse.

After only five minutes of conversation, Chen Ping and them came out of the inner room one after another.

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

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

The shop owner over there said politely: "Welcome Mr. Chen to visit our shop next time, I will give it to you."

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

After that, a few people left.

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

Private money?
To be continued...