"Hello, sir! I'm the owner of Zhenbaozhai. May I ask what may I do for you?"
"What's going on?" the leader roared, spitting all over Li Shujie's face. "You sold me a fake product, and what do you think happened to me?"
As soon as he finished shouting, the people following him started yelling loudly, with great momentum.
"Do you know who my eldest brother is?"
"Our big brother is a member of the Qinglong Gang in Gui City. How dare you sell fake goods to our big brother? You are messing with the entire Qinglong Gang. Be careful, or the entire Qinglong Gang will mobilize and raze your shabby shop to the ground."
As soon as the words "Qinglong Gang" came out, many people seemed to be frightened and quickly took a few steps back, keeping a safe distance from the people who came to cause trouble.
At the same time, they also looked at Li Shujie with great sympathy.
It is normal to buy fakes in antique shops. There are real and fake things, inferior and high-quality things. Whether you can buy the right one depends on your own ability.
If other people bought fakes, they would not expose them in public for the sake of face. After all, people who can spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy antiques for collection are all well-known figures, and they value face more than money.
But unfortunately, Li Shujie not only met a person who had no regard for his reputation, but was also exposed on the spot for selling fake goods. He was really unlucky.
Many people who were originally interested in buying put down the items in their hands silently after someone made a fuss and lost the desire to buy.
Li Shujie suppressed his anger, took out a tissue to wipe the saliva off his face, and still wore a standard businessman smile.
"Big Brother, I'm afraid you've seen it wrong. Every piece of collectibles we sell at Zhenbaozhai is 100% guaranteed to be authentic. There are absolutely no fakes."
"Bullshit!" He roared with his eyes wide open, like a crocodile with bared fangs. "The inkstone I just bought from your store is fake."
"Yes, it's fake."
"Stop talking so much nonsense and pay the money quickly."
The troublemakers looked ferocious, as if if Li Shujie dared to say "no", they would immediately raise their fists and hit Li Shujie in the face.
Li Shujie also saw the murderous looks of these people and was so scared that he broke out in cold sweats, but he still remained calm.
"Brother, how about we ask a professional appraiser to verify the authenticity of this inkstone?"
"Bang!"
As soon as Li Shujie finished speaking, the inkstone suddenly fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.
"What do you mean? Are you saying I'm wronging you? Now that the inkstone is broken, you can say whatever you want. I'm telling you, this is called bullying customers, and I will never let this go."
After the eldest brother finished speaking unreasonably, he suddenly raised his hand high.
"Brothers, this store is really disrespectful to our Qinglong Gang. Let's smash it."
"Everyone who is not involved should leave immediately."
"Get out of here, or I'll smash you down too."
Several people behind the eldest brother shouted, and suddenly pulled out sticks from behind their backs. They walked forward with ferocious looks, wanting to smash the objects in the glass cabinet.
Seeing this, the guests were frightened and scattered, fearing that they would get into trouble.
I originally thought that this Zhenbaozhai had a high starting point and a bright future.
But now it seems that we have offended people right after opening our business, and we are doomed!
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