"Can't you be a little higher? You always fold in half and down? I promise there are no outside, only these six pieces." Lu Qiao turned around and asked.

Wenbo shook his head: "One, you can't guarantee anything with me. Two, I can only sell 1,26 pieces. You and me have a deal to collect 1,000 yuan, it's impossible. I got it, and I planned to sell 200 yuan after it gets used. I also have risks. If there is too much outside, I will be paper. Do you think I've scammered you and lowered the price. Have you ever thought I'm also thinking that you're lying to me? At most, I'll make another 600 yuan. I'll sell it myself and make another 600 yuan. Unless..."

"Unless what?" Lu Qiao looked at Wenbo.

"Unless you have a board with this thing in your hand, you will give me two thousand of this board. Of course, you can keep it, don't give it to others for the printed money, and cooperate with me. If you are willing to cooperate, the cost of this yellow paper is about three yuan, and I will count you five yuan per piece. I will turn it over and take the lead. From my move, I will have a conclusion in my mind, otherwise I will not be able to talk about anything."

Luqiao placed paper money on the table: "I sell it, I don't have a template."

"Then do you want to die or live? If you want to die, you will be given six hundred yuan. These six pieces of paper have nothing to do with you today. If you want to live, you will be given a 40% discount. You will be given a 24 yuan ticket. When will you get rich, you will come back according to the interest and tickets." Wenbo explained.

"No, I'm dead." Lu Qiao said.

Wenbo took out 600 from his wallet and handed it to Lu Qiao. Lu Qiao held 600 yuan and was full of anger. But the other party was indeed saying this, but the problem was that he did not have the so-called expansion board.

Lu Qiao turned around and left, taking Xiaotian with Xiaotian. All the six hundred bridges were given to Xiaotian, and Xiaotian was a little excited: "Can you really get money."

"I'll change it less, but forget it. It's not worth it anyway. What Wenbo said should be true." Lu Qiao said and left Xiaotian with a whirring heat.

At this time, Wenbo closed the store with the money and took out a plastic sealed bag from the cabinet. There was also a brand new Jiaozi inside the plastic sealed bag. Liu Zhangli Wenbo took one, took his own and the one from Luqiao to run into the inner room and shouted: "Grandpa, it's absolutely a good thing."

Wenbo took out one of the six pictures in his hand and handed them to his grandfather who was leaning on the recliner and basking in the sun.

Grandpa smiled and said, "Jiaozi?"

Grandpa held Jiaozi and looked at the sun: "This is fake. Silly child, I have paid the tuition."

"No, grandpa, look carefully at the lower right corner." Wenbo said.

"There is no gap in the lower right corner, and it turns out that there is a signature here. I have learned that this is not printed on the boards from Meizhou. The ones from Meizhou were handled by the government that knocked out a corner. Grandson has such a good eye, where did you get it?" Grandpa asked.

"The two young people have only these six in their hands. They can't be used to it yet, so I suspect that they may have real boards in their hands, at least their source is real boards." Wenbo explained.

"What are you going to deal with this?" Grandpa asked.

"You gave me the phone number of the previous company that shipped us. I'll talk to them. Ask them what their opinions are and what they think?" Wenbo said.

"But these two young people have left?" Grandpa said in confusion.

"I know one of them was on TV a few days ago. The Xiaoyanzi Restaurant shows that such people were either actors or nearby residents were brought to act. It's easy to find such people, so let me talk to you? Our family has been doing this business for almost five years. I can't not know the master above, right?" Wenbo asked.

Grandpa took out a small cell phone like a child. The phone has no screen but only three buttons.

"Come on my mother's number." Grandpa said and ignored it with a palm fan.

Wenbo grabbed the phone and was stunned for a moment, then he understood how the other party had been talking to his grandfather for five years and he didn't know the other party's news. Who would have thought that such a child's phone number had already entered the mother button.

Wenbo called with his children's cell phone, and there was a Meow Cafe.

Lisa was drinking coffee in her office, and the phone rang in her bag.

It is Lisa's backup phone, which shows the incoming call from Baby No. 063.

Lisa answered: "The old man speaks."

"Woman? Are you Shangqing? Or Shangqing's secretary?" Wenbo asked.

"I am Shangqing, where are you?" Wenbo asked.

"I am not my grandfather, my name is Wenbo and his grandson. I really didn't expect that Shangqing was actually a woman. The biggest fake in our antiques business is actually a fake." Wenbo explained immediately.

"What? The old man is dead? Are you the real master now?" Lisa said.

"No, I found another group of people who printed Jiaozi. They are now using their first version of Jiaozi to ship them to various antique stores. I don't know the price yet. I bought two hundred and ones from them. They are newcomers and don't know anything. But their Jiaozi is different from what we shipped. There is a signed in the lower left corner. Is this yours?" Wenbo said.

"The new Jiaozi? The one with the signature is not ours, so what do you want to do?" Lisa asked, opening her cabinet, which was filled with snuff bottles and other debris. One of the corners was lying a rusty corner, which happened to be a copper signature.

"This is not a new thing that has impacted the market, if it is not yours. And you don't plan to solve this problem for me. I plan to terminate the transaction with you. After all, I agreed to give you 81 to us, and we sold 500 to us. After five years, one is still 80, but we can only sell 200. Now the inflation is so serious. Five years ago, 8 yuan per pound of pork was sold for 25 yuan. The business is not oily, and there is new goods again. It is not yours. I think we should have a good talk." Wenbo said.

"What are you going to talk to me?" Lisa asked.

"I know you still have many fake calligraphy and paintings, such as Qi Baishi and Huang Binhong. I asked from other bosses. You are called the fake master, and the fake Shangqing is your name. So I plan to reorganize the antique circle in Lugang. If you give me some other goods to sell, the price between us will also change." Wenbo said.
Chapter completed!