Thirty million?

Chen Ping was helpless either.

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

"Okay mom, I'll be here soon, you can wait a moment." After Chen Ping said that, he hung up the phone quickly and headed straight to the scene.

When we arrived at the scene, it was a century-old shop. There were already a lot of people gathered at the door, some selling old items, some watching the fun, and crowded.

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

When he entered the door, he saw Yang Guilan spitting and accusing the store owner of bullying customers and selling fake goods to cheat money. "I won't compensate! Why do you ask me to compensate? What kind of broken blue and white porcelain is fake, you just want to bully a woman I don't understand. I call the police to arrest you. You are extortion!"

Yang Guilan is so angry now that she is just a porcelain bottle, she actually asks to pay 30 million by herself if she speaks!

This must be just bullying yourself and wanting to kill yourself.

However, Yang Guilan was also guilty. The store was here, and there were two sturdy tattooed men standing behind the owner.

If Feng Ruixiang hadn't stopped him, Yang Guilan would probably not have received any benefits.

"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, disliked him for coming too slowly, which made him scolded him, and scolded: "Why are you here now? Forget it, look, it's just this little vase. I accidentally broke it. They asked me to pay 30 million. I don't care about this matter. If you stay here to solve it, it's probably worth a few hundred yuan. I'll go back to make lunch for your father."

After saying that, Yang Guilan turned around and was about to run away.

When will she not run away now?

Chen Ping lowered his head and looked at the broken porcelain bottle on the ground, raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Ruixiang, and asked, "Master Feng, is this true?"

Feng Ruixiang nodded helplessly and said, "It's real blue and white porcelain. The owner is my friend. It's really worth 30 million."

Feng Ruixiang was also heartbroken. This was the treasure of the store, and the owner was still his friend.

I took Yang Guilan to pick an object. But I didn’t expect that Yang Guilan would touch and look around as soon as she entered the door, and she would break a piece of blue and white porcelain.

The shop owner saw that Chen Ping was a sensible person, holding a purple clay pot and drinking tea, and said, "Brother, this is the authentic blue and white porcelain from the Yongle period. I won't bully you. I will leave after taking the money. Otherwise, I will call the police. This is the treasure of our small shop, which will make your mother break it."

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

But who knew that when Yang Guilan heard this, she immediately cursed with a sharp voice: "You fart! What Yongle is not Yongle, I think it is fake, your store is just blackmailing! I have seen many of you who sell fake goods, and you are so poor and crazy!"

The owner of the shop heard that he couldn't stand it, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

Say he sells fake goods in his store?

He couldn't bear this!

When opening the door to do business, especially in the antique market, many of them are industry rules.

Who can stand being scolded by such a shrew pointed at the nose?

"Auntie, please take a look. I am a century-old store! It is the most credible person in our area. I have never released a fake product. If you slander my reputation like this, isn't this just a loss of money."

The owner was very angry, put down the purple clay pot, picked up his cell phone, and said, "We don't have to make a fuss about this matter today. I'll call the police and leave it to the police for handling."

When Yang Guilan heard that she wanted to call the police, she became anxious and panicked. She knew that she could not stay in this place anymore. She hurriedly said to Chen Ping: "Chen Ping, if you are dealing with it here, I will go back first... first. If you get into trouble, you can solve it yourself."

It's a great escape!

This is what Yang Guilan thinks now.

But, has she left?

He was blocked by two big and thick men at the door. His fierce appearance and strong muscles were so scared that Yang Guilan fell to the ground on the spot and cried loudly: "Look, you guys, you guys, you guys! This store is a black store, cheating people and customers, and just a fake vase said it was blue and white porcelain, so I asked me to pay 30 million!"

What else can I do?

Of course, they are crying, making trouble and hanging.

This trick has been tried and done by Yang Guilan.

But she forgot one thing: this place is not her home, so how could she let her do whatever she wants?

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

"Let me go! Let me go! Hit someone, killing someone!"

Yang Guilan struggled desperately and roared. Seeing Chen Ping standing aside without helping, she immediately scolded: "Chen Ping, why are you standing? Why don't you hit them for me! Are you watching me being beaten?"

Strong, rude, nonsense.

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

Chen Ping shook his head helplessly and asked, "Mom, did he hit you? Why can't you admit your mistakes if you break someone else's things? We just need to admit our mistakes and pay for them. Why make a joke like this?"

Losing money?

Yang Guilan is definitely not willing!

Thirty million, that's it!

"Are you crazy? What compensation? This is fake! Fake!" Yang Guilan went crazy, indeed shameless enough.

Bang!

The shop owner couldn't stand it anymore, and he looked at him with a look. His subordinate shook his hand and slapped Yang Guilan in the face.

In an instant, Yang Guilan, who was swaying and tangled, calmed down, her eyes full of anger, staring at Chen Ping.

She didn't dare to be a foul with the shop owner, so she went up to scratch Chen Ping and scolded: "How come I have you, a useless son-in-law? I've been beaten by someone. You are still standing and watching! You are a coward! I want Wan'er to divorce you!"

Chen Ping was helpless, but he was too lazy to bother with her. He turned around and said to the owner of the shop, "Sorry, we will compensate for this thing, why don't we talk inside?"

The shop owner glanced at Feng Ruixiang, then nodded and said, "Okay, you guys count on it."

After saying that, a few people went into the house.

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

However, when her eyes touched the cold eyes of the two strong men, she was so scared that she was like a quail, shrank her head, stood in the corner, glared viciously, and muttered insults.

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

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I have my responsibility for this matter."

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

This scene really scared the owner of the shop just now and asked in confusion: "Master Feng, are you?"

Damn it!

What happened to Feng Ruixiang, he actually respected the young man so much.

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

Knock!

The shop owner was shocked and immediately asked Chen Ping to sit down respectfully.

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

Such a rich man, a piece of blue and white porcelain is simply a pediatrician.

"This, Mr. Chen, I'm so sorry. I didn't know your identity before. Otherwise, I don't have to pay for blue and white porcelain. Just think of my feelings for Mr. Chen." The owner said with a busy smile.

Chen Ping waved his hand and said, "No, one code is converted into one code, 30 million is 30 million. I don't lack money. I will give me an account and I will have someone call you."

The owner glanced at Feng Ruixiang and saw that the other party nodded, but did not refuse.

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

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

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

The owner there said politely: "Welcome to our store next time, I'll give you a look."

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

After saying that, a few people left.

Along the way, Yang Guilan stared at Chen Ping like a ghost. She finally got the opportunity and asked, "Chen Ping, stop! Tell me honestly, did you hide your private money on Wan'er?"

Private money?

Chen Ping shook his head and smiled faintly, "Mom, what were you talking about?"

Yang Guilan smiled and said, "What else did you ask me? The boss just now kept saying that he wanted to pay 30 million yuan. If you didn't pay, how did he let you get out?"

Chen Ping must have hidden his private money and probably lost a lot.

But it is far from 30 million.

Yang Guilan felt in her heart that blue and white porcelain was fake, lying, and cheating.

Chen Ping casually explained: "Mom, that's a fake blue and white porcelain. With Master Feng here, he didn't pursue it anymore, so he would pay 100,000 yuan."

Now I can only say that.

"Hundreds of thousands?"

Yang Guilan's voice was high. When she heard it, she felt a thrill in her heart and cursed: "You are a spendthrift! Where did you get the 100,000 yuan? She also said that you didn't hide your private money. You said, where did you get the money? Did you look for a mistress outside with Wan'er on your back?"
To be continued...