Chapter 103

Seeing Qin Ao Dong's arrogance, the surrounding crowd held their breath, thinking, this Ye Chen dares to contradict Qin Shao, this time he is going to suffer a big loss.

Ye Chen, however, remained calm and smiled, "I see that you are also in the antique industry, have you ever thought about what is the most important thing in the antique industry?"

Qin Ao Dong asked in a cold voice, "What is the most elaborate?"

Ye Chen laughed and said, "The most elaborate thing is of course the rules!"

After saying that, he raised the volume of his voice a few points and said loudly, "Antiques are about first-come-first-served, I came first, even if you beg me on your knees and I don't give it to you, you can't grab it openly, or else you'll ruin the rules today, and who else will be doing business with you in the line tomorrow? At that time, you, Young Master Qin, will become a street rat, and everyone will be shouting for you!"

As soon as he finished his words, Qin Ao Dong froze, his face flashing with a burst of annoyance.

There was indeed this rule in the antique world, he fancied himself as an elegant man of literature, and was naturally very clear about this rule.

If today's incident spreads, the shopkeepers he usually dealt with, I'm afraid they will also avoid retreating, for fear of offending other customers.

Qin Ao Dong didn't expect that this Ye Chen would get himself in trouble with just a few words!

He stared fiercely at Ye Chen, really wanting to kick that face in the face.

However, he still put a surge of fire and forced it back, gritting his teeth, he said: ''Turtle! Do you really think that this young man looks at that stone of yours? I just want to let you know, antiques are not something everyone can afford to play with, you a poor guy, it's better to roll home and farm before it's too late, so as not to sully the elegance!"

After saying that, Qin Ao Dong rolled up his sleeves with a black face, and raised his arm to Ye Chen's eyes: "Open your dog's eyes, and give this young man a clear look! This string of chicken blood jade, is my one and a half million collected from Lingnan! Have you ever seen something this good?"

The string on Qin Ao Dong's wrist was crystal clear, red and bright in the sunlight, very beautiful, looking at the surrounding crowd all opened their eyes wide.

Zhang Ermao stared at the string, his throat gulped hard: "My grass, really good stuff ah!"

"Hmph! Of course!" Qin Ao Dong was very pleased with the crowd's reaction.

Afterwards, he glanced at Ye Chen with contempt, and as he lifted the collar of his coat, he pulled out a gourd-shaped jade piece tied around his neck, "Look at this again!"

"This piece of chalcedony was given to Emperor Sui by his father as a coming-of-age gift, and was blessed by eighty-eight senior monks who set up an altar to open the light and recite Buddha for one hundred and eight days! It's worth three million! If I wear it on my body, it can turn bad luck into good luck!"

Upon hearing that this gourd chalcedony was of such great origin, the crowd stretched their necks and competed to see it.

Zhang Ermao flapped his nose in excitement, as if he had been slapped, and looked straight at the jade gourd with greedy eyes, it was as if he wanted to swallow it in his stomach.

Qin Ao Dong held the jade gourd and sneered twice at Ye Chen: "Poor play with watches, rich play with jade, you're a poor sour goods, you can't even afford a decent piece of clothing, but you still want to dish out antiques, you're simply calling for people to laugh their heads off."

His tone was sarcastic, and the surrounding crowd sized up Ye Chen from time to time.

Indeed, Ye Chen did not look like a rich man, wearing the most ordinary white t-shirt, jeans and a pair of trainers, no different from the working youth.

And Qin Ao Dong this body line, seemingly plain, but know the line know, this set of clothes price is not expensive, completely handmade, from head to toe count down to at least six figures.

Ye Chen looked at Qin Aodong's smug appearance, and felt in his heart that this person was quite fucking funny, in fact, it is not considered to be an evil person, at best, it is a stupid young master who lacks a heart.

So, Ye Chen sized him up and asked with a smile, "You're very rich, aren't you? Look at this string of yours, the look is really good, it's just a pity that ... is a fake."

Qin Ao Dong froze for a moment, and immediately roared, "You're bullshitting, there's no way my string is a fake."

"If you don't believe me, ask a few bosses of antique shops around."

Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders and said with words in his mouth, "If you have money to play antiques, you have to look at what kind of person is playing, if a blind person has to go to the antique circle and pretend to know, in other people's eyes, he is just a fat goat, and he can't even be counted as a ticket holder."

Qin Ao Dong was full of annoyance, heard Ye Chen was satirising his own ignorance, snapped, "If this string of mine is real, you'll just kneel down and admit your mistake on the spot for me, how about that!"